"Shit," demanded Simon, "What the fuck is he doing to her in there?"
Simon was referring to the fact that he and I had both been brought out of our rooms by the moans of the chick coming from my frat brother Jamie's room across the hall.
"Sounds like he's showing her one hell of a good time," I replied.
"But it's one o'clock in the fucking morning," whined Simon, "I got a term paper due tomorrow."
"Dude," I said, peering past him and into his room to observe that his light and computer were still on, "It doesn't look like you were sleeping anyway. If you'd spent more time working on that paper a few hours ago, instead of jerking off to that sorority porn site, you'd be done by now."
Simon at least had the good grace to look halfway guilty, while I was uncomfortably aware that I sounded more like his mother than his frat brother. Plus I'd been the one who had introduced him to that porn site in the first place.
Just then we heard another chorus from across the hallway, as the girl cried out, "Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck! Oh! Oh! Aah! Yes! Aaaaah! Yes! God! Yes!"
This was followed by a series of loud pitched squeals of delight and some raucous moans of pleasure. I'll give the girl some credit; she had a healthy set of lungs. And it sounded like she was finally nearing an orgasm.
Simon and I were standing in the doorway of our respective bedrooms. He was wearing only a pair of jeans and I was wearing nothing but a pair of dirty boxers.
"I saw the girl come in earlier," Kelly the Red told us as he walked out of his room, "She looked like a pretty fine piece of ass."
Kelly was so named because of his flaming red hair. He scratched his balls as he walked to the communal bathroom to take a piss. What he said was entirely true, as I had seen her myself about an hour ago. She was a leggy blonde, with an ass so round and beautiful you wanted to bend her over and fuck her just about everywhere. Her tits were pretty great too. Jamie had had a thing for blondes ever since I'd helped him lose his cherry our freshman year of college.
We'd been best mates ever since then.
"You can't get sore if he wanted to tap some of that ass before going to bed," hollered Kelly from the open door of the bathroom, "But if he was going to keep us all awake all night he could've at least left the door open."
Kelly was referring to a long standing custom of our frat house. When guys get together in a frat, as you can imagine, the masculine atmosphere can be pretty powerful. It was even worse in our house because my frat had been known on campus from the turn of the last century onwards as the frat that could score. And we liked to share with one another. If you got a girl, and you thought she was willing, you left your door open and guys could come into the room and watch, or more usually take a turn.
"I hear that!" I called back to Kelly.
"Well," said Simon begrudgingly, "Pussy or not, I gotta finish this paper."
"Put on some headphones," I said, laughing at him, "Then turn off the porn site and get to work."
"Later," said Kelly heading back into his room.
I turned to go back into my room as well. The chick was starting to moan again, and this time I heard Jamie grunting and the bedsprings squealing. I knew Jamie well enough to know that he was going to fire off his load soon, so maybe they'd finally give it a rest and let us get some sleep. And by this time I was aware that I was springing a boner myself. And once my big balls start churning, I'd need some release. Reaching down, I massaged my growing length through the flannel. It was nearly ten inches long and very thick. Guess I needed to put down the monster if I was going to relieve the sexual frustration and get some sleep. I also wanted to take advantage of listening to the live action sound effects coming from Jamie's room while I did so. I left my door open so as not to muffle the noises any further and sat down at my computer to check out the hardcore videos from the very website I had just warned Simon to stay off of.
I wasn't worried about anyone walking in on me yanking on my stick. Jamie and I lived at the end of the hallway on the third floor in two pretty great rooms and no one came down that end of the hall unless they were specifically coming down to see us, since the bathroom that we shared with Simon and Kelly and a few other dudes was further up the hall by the staircase and near Kelly's room. If anyone was going to spy on me they'd have to be coming from Jamie's room, which was pretty unlikely at this point.
A few minutes past and I started watching videos with eastern European porn stars in them. There were a couple of well hung guys that I was used to seeing in a few of the videos nailing some incredibly beautiful women. I got really hard, really fast and my hand stroked the contours of my dick which pressed uncomfortably against the flannel fabric, tenting it. A lot of the porn guys had pretty thick, long dicks, which they used to plow into those tight holes. I opened one video that had a guy and a brunette together. The window on the computer showed the intensity of the actors, if you could call them that. He kissed and fondled her with such passion that it made me wish I was him even more. And this was a chick born to make men hard. Her tits were round, with beautiful dark nipples pointing out. Unlike many other chicks you see, this girl looked like her tits were real. He sucked her out for a long time and I loved her pussy. The folds of her labia were hanging out like petals on a flower and when the dude pulled the skin away from her pussy to expose that hole, it shown with a bright, fiery light. His tongue lapped at her, as she had lapped at his cock earlier, and you know the guy didn't need to take Viagra to get it up for this scene.
I was vaguely aware that there had been a pause from the other bedroom, but the noise started again which signaled that Jamie must have gone on to round two. His girl was moaning now, but in a slow steady fashion that told me Jamie had changed the pace somewhat to take his time with the second penetration.
But my thoughts were less on them and more on the girl on screen. After a couple minutes watching this I couldn't take it anymore and I pulled my long dick and big balls out of my boxers. These porn stars on the screen might have genuinely big dicks, but I've only ever seen two guys with dicks like mine. One was a dude in a whore house I went to once in high school, who wasn't actually longer, but he had been wicked thick. The other guy was a big black dude named Bronx that I was in unit in the Marine Corps after college. And, hell, Bronx was just a wonder of fucking nature that put all other men to shame.
My cock was in my big fist and I was pumping, tugging and pulling on it, feeling the sticky dampness of precum coat my fingers, helping to lubricate my motion along with my foreskin. My eyes were glued to the computer screen. And the guy in the movie didn't even bother to remove the girl's panties, which implied an urgency to their love making that was an even bigger turn on for me. When he entered her, with her skirt hiked up, he impaled her pussy on the dining table, leaning his tall frame back somewhat while lifting her ass up to position himself to slip inside, though you couldn't quite see him actually do it from that angle. It was like he was in the middle of riding a bucking bronco. And you could imagine what you couldn't see. And that was almost as good, and in some ways even better. He was still wearing his shirt and pants on his wiry, muscular frame, but his ass was uncovered to expose his cock as the jeans were pushed down around his thighs. Then he leaned her back onto the table and I enjoyed watching his ass muscles clench as he nailed her hard from on top. Then the shot switched to this view from beneath them as that long, slick cock slid in and out of her. The shots of his cock entering that pussy were fantastically close. Her tits jiggled with every thrust he made.
And I really wanted that pussy, any pussy, badly.
