Your first cock...

It was pretty late by the time you finished all your school work, going up to your room you are surprised to find the others. Are already in bed with their curtains closed, normally they would be sitting or laying around on their beds talking or playing games. It doesn't take much thinking to realize that your roommates are avoiding you, this bothering you a little more than you expected. Walking up beside Justin's bed, you speak softly into the curtains as you stand there awkwardly. “Justin can we talk...” You are met with silent for a long moment, so you try speaking to him again hearing a rustle of movement behind the curtains. “I just want to explain...”

“Got nothing to talk about... you don't have to explain anything.” Justin's voice squeaked from behind those curtains, as you grew more annoyed that he was hiding. Reaching over you grab a handful of those bed curtains, getting ready to pull them back so you can talk face to face.

“Get... get back Pooftah or I'll Stupefy you!” Justin shrieked so loud that all the other lads peek out at you, letting go of the curtains you take a step back.

“Look I just wanted to explain...” You call looking around at the others, watching them duck back behind their own curtains as you do. “You don't have anything to fear from me, Jamie just wanted to give it a try... I don't ask him to or anything.” The silence is deafening in the small room, leaving you standing there feeling intensely awkward. “Okay... well fine I guess your not going to listen.” With that you go over to sit down on your bed, stripping off your clothing slowly until your only wearing underwear. Laying back... not bothering to draw the curtains as you put the lamp out, laying there in the darkness feeling oddly upset by the way they were over reacting.

Eventually you drift off to sleep... only to be awakened sometime in time later. Its still the middle of the night, but there is unmistakably a warm body pressed up against you naked thigh. Laying there in the darkness... you start to asked who it was and what was going on. When you feel your underwear pulled down, as soft hands start to explore your throbbing male organs. Fingers rubbing and exploring as you lay there inhaling and exhaling slowly, as those soft warm fingers explore all over your crotch. Wondering just who it could be, it was still hours until Oakley would be slipping into the room. Your cock was already half hard, and soon those hands had it drooling rock hard. And then just like that the bed creaks softly, as whoever it was had fled back to their own bed. You lay there listening closely, but the room door doesn't open an close. Plainly it had been one of your roommates, so it seemed at least one of them was interested in your cock. Climbing out of bed you cross the room to the glory-hole booth, closing the door as a faint light shines down from over head. Moving up you insert your organ into the hole, it takes a bit longer this time. But you feel a hot mouth close around your dribbling shaft, a moan of pleasure escapes you as that mouth begins to do its work.

Ten minutes later you pull your spent organ out, gasping for breath as you struggle to recover. Before you lean back looking down at that pitch black opening, knowing it was the middle of the night. Knowing the whole booth is soundproof, which is good considering what goes on in there. Knowing that you were alone... no one would ever know what you did. Knowing it is a two way connection... that if you knelt down in front of that hole a cock would come through. Taking a deep shuddering breath, you very slowly sank to your knee's moving up in front of the hole. Watching in fascination as a long vein cover cock speared slowly through, dangling in front of you as you panted for breath.

Slowly you look it over, noticing the silvery grey public hair and fat low hanging testicles. As you let out a loud gasp of shock, watching as the thick organ bounced up and down as your breath washed over that throbbing fucker. You kneel there breathing in and out deeply, the scent of those organs growing thick in the air around you. Subconsciously licking your lip's, as your hand lifts up to touch those big low hanging orbs. Your surprised to feel how soft that skin is, how warm and smooth as your fingers explore. As you touch it that organ pulses harder, a cloudy whitish bead of pre-cum forming at the little cleft of the urethra. You shouldn't be doing this... apart of your mind screams at you... as all the nasty jokes and derogatory commits you've ever heard come flooding into your mind. “Fuck I can't do this...” You moan under your breath, in that instant trying to struggle to your feet. Yet your knee's seem glued to the floor, you can't even side back away from that throbbing fucker. Bracing your hands against the wall, you struggled mightily for a long moment.

Was it some magic of the glory-hole... or was it your own subconscious desires holding you there. Slowly your head leans forwards kissing it, lip's parting slightly as you lap that bead of pre-cum off. Carefully covering that fat cock head, before allowing it to slip into your mouth. The taste of it sweaty and musky, as the tip of your tongue explored it gently. While you wrapped your own soft lip's around that big throbbing organ, thinking about every thing you watched Oakley do to your own. Knowing that you couldn't take it down your throat like he did, luckily this organ was not so long that you couldn't get most of it inside your mouth. It tensed and throbbing as you started bobbing your head back and forth letting it fuck your mouth. Tongue exploring along the underside of it, as you did the best you could to pleasure this unknown man. Slowly forgetting everything else except that thick fucker, as you work to get him off so you can go back to bed. You're concentrating so hard on technique, that his orgasm came as a total surprise to you. That hard fucker tensing iron hard for a moment, before a powerful gush of thick gooey cum blasts against the back of your throat.

“Aluk...” You **** softly for a long moment, before gulping down the salty bleachy mass. As you suckle on that spurting fucker for a moment longer, before the spent organ is slowly pulled back through that glory-hole. "Ammmm..."