THE NEXT MORNING

It was Saturday so I had little to nothing to do, since classes didn't even start. I remembered that that night was the frat party Carl told me about when he was naked. At the locker room. And my morning wood popped out of my underwear. I looked over to my right and Ethan was still asleep and I thought about jerking one off to release all the pent up energy I gained yesterday with the teasing in the locker room.

Light outside was still dim because of the curtains and I decided to go for it. I reached my cock with one hand and started a few light strokes just to get things started. But I was getting hot and, worrying I would wet my blanket with pre cum, I decided to lower it and expose my hardon. I tugged the fabric of my boxers down so I could grip my cut cock on its full glory. Instead of looking at my own body, I closed my eyes trying to remember Carl's cock out free in the air and his perfectly shaped ass in his briefs.

It was taking too long for me to cum and I reached with my other hand and started stroking with both of them, but it wasn't working either. If I could just reach my bottle of lube, it would be perfect. I quietly reached for it, carefully opening the second drawer of my night stand and closing it back silently so as not to wake my roommate. I lubed my cock up and resumed my work. This time thrusting my hips up on my hole shaped hands.

Ooh, that's better!

I got carried on, really excited and let myself go lost inside of the feelings my hands were providing me. I **** my eyes closed to imagine that body of his one last time before I realized that I was cumming and the bed was making a lot of noise with my hips–thrusts. Shaking uncontrollably, I exploded at least four times, splashing my abs with some white ropes of my juice.

I waited for the bliss to diminish and when I opened my eyes after a few seconds of holding myself from screaming with pleasure, panting, I found Ethan lying on his side, staring at my cock and body covered in cum.

Shit!

He was so focused on the mess that was my hands he didn’t see me staring at him until he looked up. His face was the pure shock of a kid who just got caught.

Fuck it! The best way to deal with it was with confidence. The only way I knew.

“Liked what you'd seen?” I asked him with a grin.

He averted his look from my face, instead he looked at the ceiling and blushed like hell. His face was all types of red.

“Sorry... Sorry, lad. I was just waking up and heard the noises.” He glanced down at my still hard cock again and flinched, closing his eyes. “Sorry!”

“I guess I should be sorry for waking you up.” I answered.

I got up with my cock still out of my boxers, not trying to hide it, cleaned the mix of cum and lube with a towel and slipped back up my underwear. All that facing the bed of my roommate, giving him the last act of my show. I caught him glancing a few looks at me a couple of times and grinned. His face was red all the time.

Sensing his awkwardness, I made one last joke, “This will happen from now on. With both of us. We might just get used to it. We're guys in the same room. If we can't jerk off here, where else should we go?”

He shifted his body to lay on his back and put the back of his right forearm in front of his eyes. “Guess you're right.”

I stood there noticing he still had not gotten out of the covers and said, “Don't you tell me you got a morning wood too?”

“Yes, I do. Sorry.” He covered his face with his hands. He clearly was pent up too.

“So? Take care of it.” I paused. “Want me to leave?” I laughed under my breath and he didn’t respond. “Alright! I'll go take a shower. You do you, my friend.”

I left him alone in the room wondering how big of a cock my roommate was hiding.