My College Jackoff Journal, Part 1

March 12, 1993: After gym class I went to the quiet toilet at the rear of the men's locker room and sat down for a while. A few minutes later I went to my locker and there was one guy still in the showers. Most guys are in and out of the showers quickly but he had been there a long time. I took a spot two rows away. (The showers were set up in rows with shower heads on panels but no walls between each row, so you could see everyone in every row of showers from the chest down.) He had a nice body, some body hair and big balls. After I started showering we were both in there for 20-30 minutes watching each other. I soaped up my cock & balls several times and so did he. No hardons, but there was definitely something going on. After we got out of the showers I walked past him at his locker, which was the same row as mine. I didn't stop at my locker but instead went to the urinals at the rear restroom and he soon followed. We had a quick conversation. Him: Hi. Me: Hi. Him: Sure is quiet in here. Me: Yeah, it sure is. I turned toward him a bit as I said it and held out my hard cock so he could see me stroking. We were jacking together for maybe a minute when the janitor suddenly showed up. He got out of there quickly so we didn't finish. Maybe another time.

March 15, 1993: Woke up feeling lousy but went to school anyway. Felt awful after gym and spent a lot of time sitting in the empty weight training room. Finally made my way back to the locker room and got undressed. As I got into the showers, I spotted a guy in the next row with a body to die for. Muscular, everything well defined, flawless tan skin, and a nice 4-inch or so dick hanging at a nice angle. Never saw him before. He got out of the showers and still nude he walked the length of his row of lockers on top of the wooden bench, then back again. His locker was near the end of the row so I could see him fully as he towelled off. There was repeated eye contact between us. After I got out of my shower and was toweling off at my locker one row away, he walked back and forth my row three or four times, and our eyes met every time he passed. Unfortunately he disappeared after that. I'll look for him again.

After dinner I went to the library for a while, then back to the locker room. Dropped my stuff in my locker and went into a toilet stall. Soon someone entered the stall to my left. It looked like he had nothing but a towel on. He asked me for toilet paper and I passed some under the partition, and he blew his nose. He left his stall without flushing. I too got up and left my stall without flushing and went to wash my hands. He looked at me and nodded toward the door, indicating I should follow him. We ended up in the small restroom at the rear of the locker room. He stood in one stall and took his towel off, draping it around his neck, then turned so I could see him stroking his nice fat cock. I opened my pants and he plunged one hand inside to feel me. Suddenly we were aware that someone was standing on the toilet in the adjacent stall to observe us. It was a slender Latino guy I had never seen before. My buddy in the towel said 'Sorry, this is for two guys only,' and the Latino guy left. I was worried that he would blow the whistle on us so I started to leave, telling towel guy that I would be back later. Towel guy said he would get dressed and to wait for him. On my way out I saw the Latino guy loitering with a hopeful look in his eyes, so I knew he was interested. I immediately went back to the rear restroom and stood at the urinals. The Latino guy came in and watched me stroking, then started feeling my cock with one hand while jacking himself with the other. Towel guy came back in, started for one of the stalls opposite the urinals, then simply stood there watching us before coming over to feel both cocks. He said we should move to the last row of lockers and we did. We had a very hot and quick three-way jackoff session, with all three of us feeling each other's cocks and balls and taking turns stroking each other. The Latino guy came first, then towel guy, then me. LOTS of cum on the floor which we wiped up with paper towels. Then all three of us went our own ways without another word.

March 16, 1993: After last class this afternoon I headed for the library men's room. I saw someone was in the end stall with the large peephole so I took the middle stall next to him. Jackpot! Immediately saw a gorgeous, thick & totally straight uncut dick as he sat stroking himself. We watched each other jacking for several minutes. I had not intended to cum with him...was saving it for the locker room later...but when he shot his wad it was FANTASTIC. Several large volleys of white cum went flying high in the air, landing on his hand, his leg, even the tile opposite the peep hole. Have rarely seen anyone cum this much, or shoot with such force. This was too much for me and soon I was squirting too. I was hoping to get a look at his face and maybe tell him I wanted to jack with him again any time he felt like it, but only saw his back as he fled the restroom in a hurry.

Even after that great experience I decided to check out the locker room anyway before going home. Got undressed and stood in the last row of showers. I was soon joined by a 30-ish dude who took a shower two rows away. He kept his back to me for a while. Then I realized it was because he had a hardon! The only time he would turn to face me, he was holding his cock down down with his hand. I gave him some encouragement by soaping up my cock and carefully washing it with long strokes, and he grew less shy. He wasn't that attractive but I really enjoyed seeing how completely stiff his cock was. After a few minutes he moved one row closer and stood at the shower just on the other side of the panel, well within reach. Almost immediately another guy entered the showers one row away. Totally stunning flawless body, tall, excellent definition everywhere, and a very nice looking soft dick. The older guy with the hardon was much less shy showing his stuff to the new guy. The three of us showered for a while and my attention was focused only on the new guy with the killer body. New guy stopped his shower and stood drying himself right where I could watch. I stopped my shower, then the older guy did too. I exchanged some glances with the new guy, but nothing more happened. Not sure if he was into it, but the view was outstanding and I hope I'll run into him again.

March 17, 1993: After a long day of classes etc. I made my way into the lockers around 7:30 PM. Took a shower in the next to last row and two rows away were a pair of hot Latino athletes. The one on the left had hairy legs, a thick bush of hair, nice cock with foreskin half-covering the head, and plump balls. On the right, the other guy was much less hairy but longer cock with foreskin completely covering the end of his dick, and so tight it showed the exact contours of his cockhead. This was a huge turn on. We all had a leisurely paced shower which gave me ample time to study their equipment and enjoy the view. Still showering when the towel guy appeared and stood at the entrance to the showers to talk to me. He quietly said he wanted to meet me in the back row again. I said I would meet him there after showering. He sat down on the bench in the last row where we could see each other, and with his pants & underwear around his ankles he began beating off. In a few minutes after the Latino guys had left I got out of the shower, briefly went to my locker, then headed for the back row to masturbate with my buddy. But he was nowhere to be found. Guess he already got himself off and left.