As most 18-year-olds do, I left college, packed my bags, and headed off to a university far away from home in the hope of discovering new experiences and finally trying to grow up. After studying Games Development through college, I left my hometown of Gateshead, which is just near Newcastle in the North-East of England and headed for London. I'd always been seen as a bit of nerd during school and college, I was around 6ft 2 inches tall and slim. I didn't have an athletic figure and seemed to struggle to pick up girls. Although, I did lose my virginity to a one-night stand on my 18th birthday. I don't remember anything of the evening, but waking up naked next to a girl and a used condom on the floor, tells me a story I don't need to any more about. I wasn't a one-night stand kind of guy, I always wanted something more and fell for people a bit too easily.
Anyway, at the beginning of September 2021, I was on the train to London Kings Cross, bags packed ready to start my new adventure. The university I would be attending was in the middle of London, whereas the dorm room I was staying in would be just outside of the city, meaning a commute on the tube (or subway) would be needed to get to classes. For my first year I would be staying in the accommodation provided by the university, this meant sharing with several people I'd never met before.
Each dorm had their own floor in the building. This usually consisted of a shared dining & living area and then from the shared area would be all the different bedrooms with private bathroom. In our dorm, we had 5 bedrooms around the living area. I planned on spending most of my time in my room, I always felt awkward around new people and took a while to socialise. Most dorms also consisted of all male or female and they could be from any course, it just depends on who was assigned to my dorm. When I arrived at my dorm room, all my other roommates had already arrived, apart from one.
People had arrived with their families, dropping off boxes of household items and getting their bedrooms fully furnished before they go. I had already planned mine in advance and moved my stuff in a week early before moving down. Already there were the 4 other guys who I would be staying with. We had Andy who was studying Financial Business, Chris who was studying Journalism and Liam who was studying Aviation in the Business Sector. They'd already claimed the 3 rooms on one side, which meant I would be sharing walls with the other guy. None of those guys were obvious gym goers which made me feel a lot better about myself. The other guy I would be staying with was a guy called Josh. He wasn't the tallest of guys, he was around 5"8 of 9 but I was a lot taller. He was studying Sport and Fitness. He was clearly built for it physically; it was obvious it worked out. And immediately my mind went to how many weekends I would spend listening to him fucking girls and keeping me awake. I didn't imagine the rooms having soundproof walls.
A few of the lads lived close enough that they could head off home on a weekend and return on the Monday if they wanted to. Josh came from even further North than I did, he was from Glasgow in Scotland. For 5 lads who were from completely different backgrounds, studying completely different courses and had completely different personalities, we all seemed to get on very well. They'd even managed to convince me to go out on more than one occasion during Freshers Week. I had absolutely no luck whatsoever in hooking up with anyone but a few times, some of the lads never returned to the dorms and the ones that did, often brought company with them.
Luckily for me, Josh didn't seem to bring many girls' home which was a shock because out of all of us, he seemed like he would be the type. But our first semester of Uni went over quickly and the 5 of us all returned home for the Christmas break before returning in the middle of January. And once we were back, it didn't take long for normal service to resume. I can't count the number of times I came out of my room to make some food and could hear the sounds of moans and repetitive thuds coming from other bedrooms, it made it difficult to watch TV. And it became even more awkward when they tried to sneak out. It reaches peak awkwardness though when you're having to pick up people's clothes off the chairs and sofas so you can sit down which also sometime had panties and bras stuffed down the side. I'd normally just gather them up and stick them on the door handle where the noise was coming from, saves them looking for it awkwardly when they're finished.
As time went by, I started to become more frustrated. A lack of action with girls was a major reason and there's only so many times a guy can jack off before he starts to get bored of his own right hand. I considered buying sex toys to try and spice things up but the risk of it being opened by one of my housemates was too big, so I decided against it. And so, I had to live with my sexual frustration whilst my confidence sexually continued to hit an all-time low. I tried downloading different dating apps but never seemed to get any responses and the girls that did message me were clearly scams. I resorted to wanking off to the others having sex whenever I got the chance and became more of a voyeur.
One weekend came around, I nipped out early on the morning to work on a project on site at the Uni. The other lads had gone home for the weekend which just left me and Josh in the dorm. I was up and about early enough and was expecting to be gone for most of the day. After working on my essay for most of the morning, I was preparing to do some work on my project for my end of year assignment but completely forgot my hard drive, so I had to cut my plans short and head back to the dorm. When I got back to our dorm, I realised why I'd never heard any action coming from Josh's room. He clearly waited till we were all out before inviting people over and clearly thinking he had a few hours today; he'd obviously taken advantage of that situation.
The noises coming from his room weren't filling the dorms quite like the other guys did when they had girls over. I could just hear the feint sounds of bodies slapping together, muffled moans and the odd muttering of the word 'fuck' and 'oh yeah'. I quietly made my way into my room and pushed the door so that it was almost closed. The noises were now slightly louder with just the thin wall separating us.
But still, I could only hear one voice and that was Josh's. All I could hear from the girl was the muffled moans as she obviously had her head buried in the pillows on his bed. I could feel myself getting hard as the sounds of them kissing now made its way through the walls. I unbuckled my jeans and let them fall around my knees with my boxers quickly following them. My erect cock which was only around 5 1/2" was now jutting out in front of me as I gently started to stroke myself.
Again, I could hear Josh on the other side of the wall, his voice sounding more and more familiar when he spoke. 'Fuck yeah, feels so fucking good, do you want my cum? Are you going to make me cum? Fuck, you're so fucking tight. You're going to make me cum.' The sounds of his thrusts got louder and louder the closer he got to his orgasm. And the closer he got, the closer I got. Eventually I heard him grunt before the thrusting stopped. I continued to jack myself off until I came all over my hand to prevent a mess.
After I regained my composure, I quickly headed to the bathroom to clean up before getting back to my bed. I positioned myself on the bed so that I could see through the crack in the door, hoping to get a glance of who Josh had been fucking. I had to remain patient and must have been laid there for 30 minutes or more. I heard Josh's shower running and then later the soft sounds of kissing, I thought this was the moment. Then Josh's door opened, then the sound of footsteps as they headed towards the door. To my shock, a skinny looking boy with blonde hair walked past the door. 'No wonder I couldn't hear the girl,' I thought. 'She clearly had a mouth full of cock as well as her pussy.'
So, I waited a little longer, and nothing. Josh seemed to make himself some food, grabbed a drink and headed back to his room and then his door closed. I didn't know what to do. I stayed silently in my room trying not to make a noise. After another 30 minutes or so, I then heard Josh's shower again. I couldn't hide any longer. While his shower was running, I crept to the front door, opened it, and let it close with a bang, hopefully loud enough that Josh would hear it and know I was back in case his girl was still hiding in his room.
I sat on the sofa with some lunch and waited for him to emerge. I turned the TV on and waited. But I didn't know if he was now in the same situation as me, waiting for me to disappear so he could sneak this girl out. After a short while, the door to his room opened and out stepped Josh in nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist.
'Hey man, you get your stuff done?' He seemed shocked that I was back.
'Got most of my essay done but couldn't get my project done. Left my hard drive here so I thought I'd get back early and do some work here this afternoon.'
'You been back long like?' Josh had a concerned look on his face.
'Nah,' I told him. 'Literally just got back while you were in the shower. You been busy this morning like?'
'Just been for a workout, nothing special and got nothing to do for the rest of the day.'
He walked over to the kitchen; his room door wide open. There was no sign of anybody else in there and no sounds coming from his bathroom. I was confused and my mind was running a million miles an hour. I went back to my room and tried to work on my project, but I couldn't focus. All sorts of things were running through my mind.
