My days were a bit of a blur. I had experienced more in the past few weeks in that good old dorm than I would have ever imagined. It was such a rush exploring my sexuality with Tom. And I was far from finished!
I found myself walking around in a perpetual semi hard state from the flashbacks of Tom's hard cock, and the showers of cum I had received from giving my first blowjob to Jack. It was during one of these states that I encountered my next adventure.
I had been making the rounds as an RA in the small dorm when I saw two guys laughing coming out of the bathroom.
"What's up guys?" I asked with my friendly smile.
"Dude, it's steam room night," answered Bill with a grin.
Now, let me explain how things were back then in the dorm. We had small rooms with a sink, closet, desks, and beds. But the restrooms and showers were down the hall in a communal room. Each bathroom served fifteen rooms. The stalls, urinals, and sinks were on one side, with a doorway leading to the shower stalls. We had six stalls in each shower - with tile dividers between each stall. But no curtains. It was no big deal, we saw each other naked as we went in and out of the stalls. No one ever thought anything about it.
The thing that these guys had figured out was that if you hung a sheet over the doorway to the showers, you could turn on the hot water and it would transform the room into a sauna. Technically it was probably against the rules, but only if your RA made a fuss, and I was the RA, so what the hell!
I had heard about the steam room nights, but had never joined in. Why not? I decided to grab my towel and check it out.
I walked into the bathroom and heard the voices behind the sheet. Bill's deep voice was relating a story about this crazy girl on the dance floor. I was wearing only a towel, and I pulled back the sheet to be greeted with a billow of steam from the room. It wa so thick that it blinded me.
"Joe!" called a voice. "Glad you could join us."
"Um, thanks," I stammered trying to make out anything in the thick, white steam.
"Better leave the towel outside unless you want it to get soaked," came a familiar voice.
I hung my towel on a hook outside the room, and reentered totally naked. I turned to see Tom sitting in a folding chair in the hazy steam. He smiled up at me as if he were totally relaxed. Judging by the sight of his loose balls draped over the side of the seat, I figured he was indeed relaxed!
Bill was also seated in a chair, totally spread eagle as the steam enveloped his body. As I entered, one guy stood up, "Hey man, you can have my chair. I'm gonna crash."
Thanking him, I took his seat which was conveniently next to Tom.
We were all seated along the wall opposite the showers. Only three were running with scalding hot water, which immediately turned to steam. The shower in the middle was running cold, and was presently occupied by Gus, the guy who gave me his seat. This was the cool down stall, necessary due to the incredible heat generated by the steam. It was much more intense than any sauna I had ever been in.
I sat looking discretely at Gus as he showered in front of us. He was a bit chubby, with dark pubic hair rolling around his thick, limp penis. I am always appreciative of the sight of any dick however, and I studied his as he stood rinsing his hair. It was much too hairy for my taste, but I enjoyed watching it swing as the water cascaded down his nude body.
This was a unique situation, I realized. Unlike the normal showers, here we were able - as much as possible with the steam - to see each other naked in a shower. Normally, guys had their back turned as they washed, or were hurrying out to retrieve towels. But now guys were unabashedly nude, and we were seated facing them as they stood in the cool water.
