Everyone mentioned is 18+
Jon and I had a standing tradition of going out in paired costumes for Halloween. Since freshman year of college we've gone out as Burt and Ernie and Mario and Luigi but this year took the cake. We decided that this year we'd go the Marvel route, Jon had found this badass Colossus suit that he wanted to rock and I looked really good in a Spider-man suit I found online and spent too much money on.
The day of the party arrived and I was super excited to go, several girls I thought were cute in my extended friend group were going to be there and tonight was the night I shot my shot and might get lucky, especially with how this suit looked on me. Grabbing my toiletry bag and towel, I stripped out of my clothes and walked naked to the dorm bathrooms to start getting ready. I don't know when it started or where it came from but I absolutely loved when other people saw me naked and would make any effort I could for it to happen without risking jail time. Walking down the hallway I passed a few guys I knew that lived around me, one of which had his eyes almost glued to my cock as I passed him. Smirking, I could feel my junk plump a bit at the attention, it was going to be a great night!
Stopping in front of one of the mirrors in the bathroom, I gave myself a moment to check myself out. I stood at 5'9" and weighed around 145lbs and had enough muscle definition to cut a good figure. I worked out regularly that I had decent pecs that fit my body size and kept a good six pack going. I had just gotten a trim for my hair but it still fell a little long, with a slight curl to it. Between my chestnut brown hair, bright green eyes and killer smile, I was damn sexy and I knew it! I know I'm a smaller guy stature-wise, especially compared to some of the monstrously big dudes in the dorm I live in, but one thing no one could say was small on me was my cock. I was a bit of a grower and a shower, I hung 5 inches when soft (I checked) but when it woke up I was easily 8.5 inches hard. I'd surprised quite a few people with my size, my rock hard cock sticking ramrod straight off my body, fat and dripping and ready to go. It was definitely my favorite thing to play with and I was damn proud of it.
Flexing at myself a bit in the mirror, I couldn't help but check myself out a bit and try a few poses. I had worked hard to get my body lean with good definition and I was proud of it. In the middle of one such pose, the door opened and Rob walked in, one of the guys that lived immediately across the hall from me.
"Damn dude, you gotta wear clothes more around here. I've seen your dick way too much." Rob paused as he walked into the bathroom, eyes wandering down my chest to the plump cock dangling between my legs.
"Where's the fun in that?" I joked back. "Plus, people like it when I show off!" I flexed a bit and turned so he had a direct view of what I was packing. He blushed a bit, his eyes locked on my junk. "Like what you see?"
The blush on Rob's face darkened and he seemed to realize that he had been staring, his eyes darting back up to my face. "Uh... maybe?"
I couldn't help but grin at the admission, what can I say, I love being ogled. "Nice dude. You can always catch a look, maybe more if you ask nicely."
I winked at him and that seemed to be just a bit more than he was comfortable with in the moment. He stammered something, turned and left the bathroom. Shrugging to myself, I got on with what I had came in here to do and got with getting myself prepped for tonight's party. Shaving, brushing my teeth and trimming the bush up a bit (gotta stay ready!) I jumped in the shower to rinse off real quick before making my way back to my dorm room to put on my suit.
The suit I had found was made by some fan company online and they were definitely a couple of steps above the cheap lycra suits you see online. The material was thicker than I thought it'd be and seemed better made and the detailing was well done across the entirety of the suit itself. It was still all one piece and hugged my body hardcore when I had tried it on when I first got it.
Halloween in college always seemed like the best time to go risquΓ© with what you wore so I had already decided to go in the suit with nothing on underneath. I slipped in on, taking a moment to wriggle into the suit, pulling it over my body and letting it hug me tight. It took a few moments to get it completely on as it was a tight fit but soon I was in and checking myself out in the mirror on the back of the dorm room door. The suit was beyond awesome, it hugged my body perfectly and showed off the hard work I had been putting in at the gym. You could absolutely tell that I never skipped leg day, my ass looked amazing in the material and my bulge was beyond obscene. There was absolutely no way I wasn't going to get laid wearing this thing out. Leaving the mask behind, I really didn't want to have to juggle that while trying to talk and drink at the party, I left my dorm and headed off to catch an Uber and get over to the party to meet up with Jon and everyone else.
Walking up to the house, I could tell the party was already off to a good start; a spooky skeleton had a fairy princess on his lap up on the porch and it looked like they were having a grand ol' time tongue jousting and grinding on each other. The music from inside was audible but it seemed like someone was actively keeping things contained so the police weren't called to break things up. Slipping inside I was immediately hit with a sea of college students in a variety of costumes that spanned a broad range of effort from stylized t-shirts to expensive ensembles.
"Holy shit dude, that suit is fucking epic!" Jon's loud voice cut through the music and chatter of the other partygoers and forced my attention over on him. Jon was a big guy, 6'1" and 200lbs, he lived at the gym most days and pushed himself hard to maintain his built body. He had found a Colossus suit that went really well with his muscular frame, filling out the tight fitting suit and making him look killer.
"Right back at you man! You look beefy as hell in that thing." I walked over and pulled Jon into a hug.
"Yeah but you look like a movie Spider-man in that thing, one that doesn't like underwear. Dude I can see you cock head." Jon's hand right hand wandered a bit from a normal hug and dipped down to squeeze my ass cheek hard.
"You keep playing with my ass like that and you're going to see a whole lot more of my cock." I smirked at him, trying to flirt and throw him off a bit. Instead Jon just winked at me and laughed.
"Come on, you owe me a shot and then I'll make you a drink!"