I remember my dormitory days. There were about 14 or 15 of us in the dorm. There must have been a buzz about my jacking off. My closest associate was blue-eyed, blonde and medium build. Occasionally he would visit my room at night after lights out. He would tease me by insisting I shake his hand, knowing very well I was just jacking. I just ignored him or changed the subject. My roomies no doubt knew I jerked off after the lights went out. My roomies waited to see whether or not I would shake hands. Of course I never would shake hands after jerking without washing.
Well, on one particular night I was tired and very horny. I think I used spit for lube. My buddy came to my room where I was jerking. He turned the lights on. I played sleep. He roused me and insisted I shake his hand. He was saying things such as, 'Hey buddy how are you doing?' 'Come on buddy let's shake.' He persisted as I tried to get him to leave me alone but he wouldn't. I slowly rubbed my hands on my
T-shirt, sheets and leg to dry off any spit and pre-cum. After about five long minutes again he insisted however to his surprise I extended my warm, moist hand and firmly grasped his hand while looking deep into those big beautiful eyes. Several looks came across his face. He must have thought I was not going to shake. He showed indecisiveness and surprise as I took his hand and wasn't sure about pulling away. This was followed by a look of disbelief which was followed by acceptance. Afterwards he sat on my bed and we continued our conversation as though nothing was unusual. My roomies began to snicker and whisper. After that night no one brought up the subject or asked to shake my hand after lights out.