I still remember my days in the dorm with fondness. It was a time of exploration and discovery. When you are young, hung, and full of cum the world is a fantastic place! My job as an RA meant that I did nightly room checks for the residents of the small college I attended. Well, the past few nights had been mind-blowing to say the least. I thought about the previous evening's encounter with Tom as I sat in the cafeteria with some friends.
I glanced up as I saw Tom approaching the table with his tray. I motioned for him to join us, and gave him a cool nod as if to say "it's all good, no uncomfortable feelings going on here," which was a total bullshit lie! In reality I could not help but think of the feel of his hard dick in my hand as I jacked us both off! The vision of his cock as he erupted in cum was getting my dick hard right here in the cafeteria.
Everyone was talking about the upcoming football game. The Bears were having an unbelievable season. Tonight was their big Monday Night Football game.
"You guys want to watch the game in my room?" asked Tom.
"You bet," I answered. Most of the other guys said they had plans, or even worse - night classes. We moaned in sympathy for them, and I wondered if it would just be the two of us.
"I can come," said Jack. I glanced over at him. He was in a few of my classes, but he lived in a different dorm. He was pretty cool from what I knew, but I could not help but feel some level of disappointment in the turn of events.
"Bring chips," said Tom as we agreed to meet for the game.
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I had to finish a take home exam, which took longer than expected, so I was late to the party. Tom greeted me as I came into the small dorm room and threw me a beer. Jack seemed to be well into his third beer as he sat on the chair and cheered the game. The floor was littered in chips and pretzels.
"Thanks," I said popping the top and taking a pull from the can. I sat on the bed close to Tom, but not so close as to appear awkward. The game was in the third quarter, and the Bears beating the Lions handily.
"Great game," exclaimed Jack.
"They are on fire," said Tom in agreement.
Jack stood up to grab another beer. I could not help but notice that he was well built. We were all three wearing shorts, which back then were much shorter than today. His orange shorts had a white stripe on the side, and cut into a v at the legs. But what I noticed was how clearly Jack's dick was outlined in the shiny fabric.
What the hell was it about this dorm room that had me looking at other guys dicks? I glanced at Tom, and noticed his gaze was fixed as well. He glanced up at me, and a smile crept across his face.
I shifted on the bed, and glanced at Tom's shorts. He was wearing tight green jogging shorts, and he slid down just a bit to make the fabric taut against his package. Now I was beginning to get hard!
Jack plopped back down in the chair and drank his beer. He was facing the screen and positioned just to the side of us, and a bit forward, so he had a good view of the tiny TV screen. What I realized was that Jack did not have a view of Tom's crotch. His back was mostly to me, so I was concealed as well.
I slid my hand down on the bed beside us, and cupped my hand into a loose fist, then slowly moved it up and down. Tom sputtered his beer as he saw my motion. Jack was engrossed in the game and didn't notice at all.
I slowly slid forward on the bed, pushing my dick hard against my red shorts. I knew I was giving Tom an eyeful! He responded to my actions by lifting one leg up, allowing his semi hard dick to fall to the side, almost but not quite protruding from his shorts.
Jack suddenly cheered as McMahon threw a long pass for another touchdown. Tom and I scrambled to cover our erections as Jack turned to high five us both.
I knew Tom was sporting a hard on, so teasingly I asked, "Tom, will you get me those chips?" motioning to the bag near the TV. I smiled as he glared at me, knowing that if he stood up now he'd be in full view of Jack. It's kinda impossible to explain a hard on during a Bears game!
"Get them yourself, lazy!" Tom shot back.
Now I was in the same predicament. Well played, I had to admit.
I slid off the bed with my back to Jack, and reached across Tom's field of view for the bag of chips. I was pretty sure Jack couldn't see my cock, and I wiggled just a bit to tease Tom as his eyes grew wide at my bold maneuver.
"There," said sitting down on the bed, further behind Jack this time, with my legs stretching across the bed towards Tom. Now that I was completely concealed to Jack, I lifted my knee which was near the wall allowing my shorts to fall open to Tom. With a careful motion, and one eye on Jack, I slowly slid my hand down between my legs and shifted my penis out into the open.
I glanced at Tom, who was staring at my cock head. He had a smile on his face as he watched my dick grow harder and creep out from beneath my shorts. It was a crazy thing to do, exposing myself with Jack in the room, but I was horny as hell, and I didn't care!
"Good one," exclaimed Tom, looking directly at my dick.
"Did you see that tackle?" asked Jack, engrossed in the game.
"Looked like a hard hit," I said watching Tom stare at my penis.
"Damn," said Jack. "Look at those tits!"
That got both Tom and me to glance at the TV, where the cheerleaders were shaking their tits for the camera. One redhead had her pom poms low and twirling around for the camera, and her huge breasts were tightly encased in shiny white fabric as she smiled at the camera.
"Fuck!" slurred Jack. "Nothing better than a good set of tits."
"You know," I said, shifting back to tuck my cock back under my shorts. "I hear that some guys in this dorm have some porn magazines."
"Hell, that's what I need!" exclaimed Jack looking back at me with excitement in his eyes.
I glanced at Tom, and I could tell we were both thinking of how much we wanted to see Jack's cock get hard in those orange shorts.
"Who's got the porn?" asked Jack, getting excited.
"Well, I might have a magazine or two in my room," I admitted. Tom looked at me with surprise on his face. It seems that I was not the goody shoes RA he thought I was.
"Gimme another beer, and I'll go get it," I said to Jack.
He tore another off the six pack ring and handed it to me. I took a drink, then placed it discretely between my legs to cool off my dick. "I'll get it after this series," I said hoping that was enough time to relax my erection.
Tom rolled his eyes and grinned as the next few minutes passed. Finally, after concentrating on the game for a solid minute, I felt comfortable in sliding off the bed behind Jack, and moving to the door. I quickly shifted my dick down in my shorts - it was only semi hard now so it was not too obvious.
"Back in a sec," I said slipping out of the room. Running down the hall, I went into my room, and grabbed a handful of Penthouse mags. I shoved them into my backpack, and went back to the action.