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Three Days 'Til

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by Anonymous It was three nights until the end of my sophmore year of college and as expected the parties were endless, filled with enough liquor, pot and used codoms to fill the Rose Bowl.My girlfriend had ditched me for a semester abroad in India and since I was a one person type of guy I was left with high speed internet porn and a bottle of KY...Or so I thought. So I came back to my apartment in the wee morning hours from some psychotic frat party drunk off my ass to see the bedroom I share with my roommate Brandon packed with sleeping people who I have never seen in my life. My roommate's bed is being shared by a guy and two girls, fast asleep and who should I find in my very own bed but my roommate Brandon, completely passed out over the covers and wearing only a pair of skin tight jockey shorts. I figure that A, I'm to drunk to try to get the guy out of bed and B, I'm not sleeping on the floor, so I strip down to my boxers and get into bed, fall asleep until... I'm awakened to the best fucking thing a guy can wake up too. Someone, and for once it wasn't me, was stroking my cock like professional. I squint my eyes open to see Brandon - my roommate sitting up in bed with his hand on my rock hard cock which is sticking out of my shorts. I didn't move, trying to figure out what to do, but since I knew I was just minutes before shooting my wad onto the ceiling I decide "Fuck it, I'm in college" so I reach over and grab Brandon's bulging package through his jockeys and start fumbling with his balls for a few seconds before Brandon takes my hand by the wrist and shoves my fingers inside his shorts guiding me too his dick which was oozing pre-cum (Thank God for that, I had no idea where my KY was). So I start jerking Brandon's dick, watch him slide his free hand down his hairless, ripped chest, toy with his nipples while he's jacking me off as well. I don't think we ever made eye contact, but we were obviously both well aware what was happening. Nearly at the same time we both started to moan as quietly as we could, Brandon actually grabbed my pillow and used to cover his mouth as I pumped away, feeling his veins throb and sure enough-- six spurts of spunk fly out of his piss hole and into the air landing on his belly and thighs-- I keep jerking him until he utters "You gotta stop or my dick is gonna fall off" so I let go only to watch my roommate go down on me, shove my seven inches down his throat and that was all it took, I thrusted my hips up and shot the best feeling wad in weeks down Brandon's throat. And wouldn't you know it, he took it all with a smile (which later lead me to believe I wasn't his first) I grabbed a shirt from the floor to clean myself off, gave it to my roomie and he did the same. We sat there for a few moments, didn't say anything, I lit a cigarette, he took a hit and then said to me "Have a great summer", he laid back down, fell asleep and I did the same. The next morning came and at breakfast Brandon and I finally mentioned the night before... "That was something" He said "That was definetly something" I uttered back. And of course, as soon as we got back to our apartment we did "something" again...

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