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The Contest

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The Contest by XSmutMy old college roommate and I weren't shy about jacking off in front of or with each other, to say the least. If either of us needed to get off, we'd go ahead and do it, and knew we didn't have to worry about hiding it, or being concerned with the other's reaction. Both of us slept in the nude, me in our apartment's bedroom, my roommate in his "room"--the living room with a fold-out couch. From time to time, if I couldn't sleep, I'd indulge myself with a long, slow session of masturbation, as did my roommate. Since our apartment was just marginally larger than a shoebox, we could hear each other beat off from our separate rooms. More often than not, if one of us heard the other takin' care of business, it would cause the other to do so, too. Since that's what usually happened, we made something of a contest out of it. Although we couldn't see each other from our respective beds, if one of us was jacking off solo, we'd put on a good audio "show" for the other, trying to make him so horny that he'd have to do something about it. Usually I was the one taking matters into my own hand first. Here's how it usually went: We would finish watching TV and turn in for the night. I would strip down and slide my naked body between the sheets. Sometimes, I'd keep shifting around, trying to find that perfect position to drift off to sleep, and I just couldn't do it. I'd lie there wide awake, unable to fall asleep. Sometimes, we'd talk through the open door from my room to the living room, sometimes not. If I still couldn't fall asleep, I always had one final option. If I did a thorough job of jacking off, instead of just furiously pounding my pud to get off, I tended to finish up exhausted, and then had no trouble falling asleep. Once I'd decide to jerk off, I'd throw the covers from my body, allowing the night air to reach my flesh. Reaching down between my legs, I'd run my fingers through my pubic hair before beginning to fondle my balls. Then I would gently run a finger or two along the length of my cock, causing it to stir and stiffen. With our "contest" in full effect, I'd let out fairly loud moans whenever something felt good. My roommate knew without a doubt what was going on in my room, and usually said something like, "You bastard! It's not gonna work this time. I'm just going to sleep and I'm not going to jack off." by this time, my cock was hot and hard. Using my thumb, I'd spread saliva onto the head of my swollen prick, then rub the tip with my thumb. Even as my moans got louder, I lost sight of trying to seduce my roommate into jacking off as I was swallowed up by the sheer pleasure of my own session. At long last, I took my massive meat into my hand and began to slowly pump it. My bed creaked as I began rotating my hips in time to the strokes. I usually didn't have to pull my cock for too long before I'd hear my roommate mutter, "Shit!" from the other room. Within moments, his moans were mingling with mine in the air of our apartment. We both got a kick out of turning the other on like this, and at this point the goal of our contest was to see who could make the other one cum first. Although both of us were determined to win this particular portion of the contest, in the long run we both had about a 50/50 track record. From time to time, we'd abandon the contest at this point, and put in a porno or check out some magazines to finish jacking ourselves or each other off. On a few occasions, we even got so turned on that one of us would join the other for a wonderful session of jerking and sucking. But, those are specific stories for another time. More often than not, it wasn't long before one of us was grunting in ecstacy and shooting a load. That was usually enough to push the other over the edge, busting another wad. Once we were finished, we'd clean up, and have no trouble drifting off to sleep. No matter which one of us actually "won" the contest on any given evening, we were both really winners--both of us having great orgasms leading to a good night's sleep.