He tries to explain his nudity to his roommate.

“DUDE! WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK!”

I shoot up to a sitting position, looking at the door.

In the doorway stands a tall, lean man with shaggy blonde hair, wearing a t-shirt and cargo shorts.

Fuck. This must be my roommate. What a first impression I’m making.

“Listen, dude, I can explain!” I shout. I want to cover myself but I know I can’t.

He turns away and covers his eyes. “Look man, I’m not into that shit man, I’m only into girls!”

“Whu- It’s not like that! Just liste-“

Before I can finish, he cuts back in. “Well from where I’m standing, it looks like you were waiting to give me a rock hard naked surprise!”

Suddenly I was very aware of my still-erect cock, and how utterly uncovered it was…

“It’s not my choice to be naked alright! I’m being **** to!”

He uncovers his eyes and looks back to me. “**** to? Who the hell could do that? We all just got here.”

Well at least he’s listening to me now.

“Look, I signed up for and won this stupid scholarship without reading all the details, and about twenty minutes ago I found it requires me going butt-ass naked for my whole college career. So they took all my clothes, and now,” I gesture to my naked body.

He’s weirdly undisturbed by this, seemingly fine looking at me.

“What? No way. Some sort of nudist scholarship?”

“Oh I wish it just a nudist scholarship,” I say, handing him the pamphlet to read for himself.

He looks at the pamphlet fascinated, and plops down on his bed while flipping through the first section.

“Woah, this is pretty rad!”

That…was not the reaction I was expecting.

“R-rad? You think this is rad?”

“Course! You get to let it all hang out wherever you go! That’s nuts! Sounds fun as hell to have all eyes on you like that! You get to be the talk of the town, and you get to walk all over campus like its your shower!”

I-

This fucking guy.

“Y’know, when I first walked in, I thought you were a weirdo, but after seeing this, I get you’re just a chill confident guy, and I respect it. Not every guy can commit to going along with this! I totally misjudged you! My bad!”

What a baffling turnaround. Who the fuck is this guy?

“Thanks, I guess. I’m still getting used to it obviously. It’s barely been a half hour, and only like two or three people have seen me like this so far.”

At this point he was talking to me like absolutely nothing was wrong. “Oh don’t worry dawg, I’m sure you’ll get the hang of it in no time. I can just tell you’re that kinda guy.”

I don’t know what the hell he’s talking about, but it’s better than him thinking I’m some pervert, so I’ll take it.

“Thanks, man,” I reply, “Name’s Jack by the way.”

“I’m Barry. Nice ta meetcha.”

“You too.”

He paused for a second. “So uh, shouldn't you go take care of that somewhere?” He pointed to my raging boner, which, due to his casual nature and conversation, I honestly started to forget I had.

My face flushed red. “Um, why don’t you flip the page on that pamphlet?”

He turns the page, gives it a quick skim, and his eyes widen. “Oh, I see. Woah, you can’t even do THAT alone. This shit is nuts!” he laughs.

“Yup. So I’m just going to hold it in as long as I can I guess.” I say.

“Well that sounds like a shit plan.”

“Any better ideas?” I groan at him.

“Why not jerk it right now?” he offers, like it’s the most casual thing in the world.

My eyes shoot open and my face turns even redder. He can’t be serious.

“R-right now? Here?”

He leans back in his bed and points at me. “I mean yeah. Why not? Look at yourself? You’re on the fuckin edge. You literally have pre-cum all over your dick.” AGAIN, AS IF IT’S THE MOST NORMAL THING IN THE WORLD TO SAY

“W- I thought you weren’t into guys?” I fire back.

“I’m not asking to fuck you, geez. I’m just saying if this is how it is, then this is how it is. I mean, you’ll have to get used to jerkin it in front of others at some point. And unless you wanna head out looking for a partner every time you gotta bust, might as well get used to doing it in front of your roomie.”

Despite how crazy it sounded, his reasoning made perfect sense. I really couldn’t argue with it if I wanted to.

I sit there for a moment contemplating the situation. I look my full-masted cock, then at Barry, then back to my dick, then back to Barry.

I can’t believe this is my life now…

What am I going to do?

[AUTHOR’S NOTE: Feel free to comment what you want to happen next!]