In my first year of college, my roommate, Jonah, was on the swim team. We shared a room that was connected by a bathroom to another dorm room. He was a shy guy. The type that would change his clothes under a towel. Practices were early in the morning. He'd change in our room and walk to the pool wearing sweats and a shirt over his swim briefs.
I could never figure out how he could have been on the swim team in high school and college and was still embarrassed about being seen in a speedo. I swam laps for recreation and exercise, in a speedo of course, but I could never get him to come with me. We went to one of his meets, and was totally embarrassed that we were there.
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Our neighbors in the adjoining room were named Zach and Ken. Ken had a nice monitor and speakers hooked up to his computer, so we'd watch movies that other students shared on the school network. One night, we found a folder full of porn. Being young men in our sexual prime, we were obliged to watch.
It had been a while since anyone'd had the opportunity for release. Coming from a home where it was considered perfectly normal to masturbate around the house in plain sight of other people made trying to find private time to myself in such close quarters frustrating. After about 20 minutes, I felt like I'd explode if I didn't ejaculate. I went back into my room and grabbed a bottle of lube I'd hid behind my mattress. I was going to head for the bathroom, but it occurred to me that it would be obvious what I was doing and I wasn't sure I could keep up the charade of denial for the rest of the year.
I decided to confront the problem head on. I stripped off my clothes and walked back into the other room, lube in hand. They looked stunned when I walked into the room. I told them I was going to do what we all wanted to do, and it was up to them if they wanted to stay or wait in the other room. Jonah went back to our room, but Zach and Ken stayed put. I sat down, squirted some lube into my hand, and went to work. I think the other two weren't sure if I was serious. At first they just sat there watching me. Then, Zach dropped his pants and grabbed some lube. He handed into Ken and they both joined in.
For the next five minutes, the room was filled with the sounds of porn and lubed hands sliding up and down our shafts. Ken came first and Zach and I followed shortly thereafter. We sat there covered in semen until the movie was over, then cleaned ourselves up.
My clothes were in my room, so I walked back in naked. Jonah was at his computer. He looked up when I entered, but turned away quickly. I prefer sleeping naked, so I climbed into bed as I was and went to sleep.
From then on, we were completely open around each other. Jonah never got into it. I didn't cover up if I was naked, but we didn't give him a hard time or rub it in his face. Zach, Ken, and I would walk around naked and take care of our needs in their room whenever we felt like it. Of course, it was more fun when our friend Kate would stop by, though that didn't happen until later.
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