Autumn is always a fantastic time of year, especially in New England where the leaves change into a bright cacophony of colors that illuminate the landscape as the days grow shorter and colder, a promise of what lies immediately ahead. At a small, liberal arts College in central Maine, there was a definite bite in the air every morning and each evening as the sun began to shine less while thick, gray clouds seized control of the sky.
In late October, just about a week before Halloween, freshmen roommates Logan Temple and Aidan Simmons walked briskly to the cafeteria to sample the latest sludge that was advertised as dinner. They had bonded immediately on the very first day of college, finding that they shared many things in common. Yet, it was something else they had in common that had brought them even closer.
For a month now, Aidan and Logan had been masturbating together in their dorm room almost every night. What had started purely by accident, when Logan walked in on Aidan jerking off, had turned into a routine of watching porn and whacking off together. Now, after a few weeks, the two roommates had grown very comfortable with being naked in front of one another and at participating in their favorite pastime. It had become something of a ritual that each of them looked forward to.
Meandering through the dining hall, they spied some of their friends and spent a few minutes chatting before making a final decision on what to eat. Ultimately, Logan chose the spaghetti dinner and two pieces of very brittle garlic bread while Aidan settled in at the sandwich station to prepare one of his culinary deli inventions.
They sat at one of the many long, white cafeteria tables on little round, red discs that served as seats and ate their dinner while laughing and conversing among friends. As time lingered on and the others scattered off, Aidan went back for a third helping of chocolate pudding as Logan feebly picked at a slice of cold apple pie.
Returning to his seat, Aidan sat with a thump as he pulled a spoon from his mouth. "Hey, I was thinking."
From the mischievous look on his face and the twinkle in his eyes, Logan could tell his roommate was up to something. "Yeah? What's that?"
"Well," he started. "I think we should have a rule in our dorm room."
Logan pushed the tiny desert plate away from him. He couldn't stomach any more pie anyway and was interested to hear what kind of idea Aidan had come up with now. "Oh? And, what rule would that be?"
Swallowing another large mouthful of pudding, Aidan cleared his throat and looked around before speaking softly across the table to his roommate. "I think that from now on, anytime we are hanging out in our room, just us, we should be naked." He smiled over at Logan with a look of satisfaction on his face, evidently very pleased with himself for coming up with this idea. He took another scoop of his desert.
Before meeting Aidan two months ago, Logan would have never considered such a proposal. He had experienced a few sexual things in his life but not with a guy, and had never even thought much of his looks or body until Aidan commented on them. Several times Aidan had complimented him, even calling him attractive, which was something nobody had ever associated with him before.
It was a testament to how much Logan liked his friend, and how comfortable he was with him, that the thought of hanging out naked in his dorm room didn't bother him. "Ok," Logan answered at last with a shrug of his shoulders.
Sitting up straighter in his seat, Aidan smiled broadly. "Seriously?"
Logan chuckled, finding his roommate entertaining. Aidan was a funny guy and Logan liked being around him quite a lot. Everyone in their dorm did, as Aidan was always up for some adventure and fun. He was a very popular guy indeed and, for probably the hundredth time that semester, Logan felt lucky to have him as his roommate.
"Sure," Logan said. "Why not?"
Aidan nodded his head in agreement. "Exactly." As he finished the last of his pudding he added, "I'm done. Let's go," as Logan sat across from him and giggled at the abrupt end to dinner and the discussion.
They walked back to their dorm room as an evening chill descended and their breath swirled out from their mouths into tiny white mists that quickly evaporate. Once inside their room, with the door closed and locked, Aidan kicked off his sneakers while pulling the rust-colored sweater he was wearing over his head. "You sure you don't mind, right?"
Thinking about it for another second, Logan concluded that he really didn't mind at all. In fact, he was rather excited about it. "Nah, it's cool." He sat down on his bed to remove his Keds -- the only kind of shoe Logan ever wore -- and yanked his long-sleeved shirt off.
"I figured we might as well, right?" Aidan pulled his pants down and slid one leg out. "I mean, I hate clothes anyway. If I could be naked all the time, I would. I fucking love being naked and I also love looking at naked people. I wish we could all go around naked all the time."
Standing up to shimmy out of his dark brown Bahama shorts, Logan nodded his head. "Yeah, that would be great. Although, in college I'm not sure I'd get a lot of work done."
Laughing at Logan's comment, Aidan agreed. "No shit. I'd never get anything done. I'd be too busy staring at everyone." He pulled off his socks and dropped his briefs, stepping out of them fully nude. He turned to look at his roommate just as Logan removed his boxer shorts to stand completely naked beside his bed.
Aidan stood just shy of six feet with a slight muscular frame. He had dark brown hair, green eyes, and a nice penis that measured 7Β½ inches when hard, wrapped in coarse, black pubic hair.
Logan was shorter by several inches with a thin and lean build. His hair was a dirty blond color that had a slight curl, especially when it was wet. He had deep blue eyes and always smelled fragrant -- something tropical and fresh -- that Aidan associated with him being from California. Logan's penis was thinner in shape than Aidan's but longer, almost a full 8 inches when fully erect.
"Feels great, doesn't it?" Aidan asked as he stared at Logan's bare frame, looking at the sandy color of Logan's pubic hair over top of his flaccid dick and balls. Then he plopped down on his mattress and buttressed his back against the tall shelf that served as a dresser. "Ah, shit -- I forgot to get my history book. Could you hand it to me? It's on my desk? I thought I'd read over here for a bit. This bed sucks, but at least it's a little more comfortable than that chair."
Logan walked over to his roommate's desk, retrieved the book and tossed it to him on the bed. "I'm gonna grab some things and sit on my bed as well," he said.