Nathan and I had recently become friends at college.  We accidentally met one Saturday morning in our dorm’s shower room, and had an awesome masturbation session.  That had occurred in October.  It was now November, right before Thanksgiving break.

I hadn’t done anything with Nate since our previous encounter.  I had barely even talked to him, with all of my schoolwork quickly piling up.  However, we’d pass each other frequently in the halls coming and going to class, shooting mischievous smiles at one another.

Just a few days before Thanksgiving break, I was eating lunch alone in the cafeteria.  Nate saw me eating solo and sat down right next to me.  I was hoping he was coming over to ask if we wanted to jack each other off again sometime.  He helped me achieve what was probably the best orgasm of my life before, and I desperately wanted to see if he could top it!  To my delight, that was practically the first thing to come out of his mouth.

“Hey, man!” he said.

“What’s up?” I asked.

“Oh, not much.  Hey, are you going anywhere this weekend for break?”

“Me?  No, I’m staying here.  I have some stuff to do here at school.” I sort of glanced at him gloomily.

His face quickly broke into a smile.  “Oh, that’s too bad you can’t spend the holidays with your family.”

“Why are you smiling?” I asked him, with a confused look.

“Well, I’m not going home, either.  I’m from way out of state.  But my roommate’s leaving… and I thought… if you wanted…” he rested his hand on my thigh, “we could get together and, you know, do something?”  Of course, I complied with him right away!   

Now, onto the first day of Thanksgiving break.  I got back to my room at 5:00.  My roommate had left several hours before, so I was alone.  Nate said he’d call me sometime that night after his roommate had gone, too, to let me know I could go over. 

It didn’t seem like I had to wait long before Nate called.  At about 7:00, the phone rang.  He said the coast was clear, so I was over there in less than a minute.

I reached his room.  He had left his door ajar, so I pushed it open and stepped in.  The walls were covered in black posters, some with rock bands on them, others with barely-clad women.  There was a black futon pushed up against one of the walls.  Against another wall was his desk, sporting a few bottles of lotion and KY Jelly among other things.  Nate was standing by a window, mashing buttons on his cell phone.  Looking at the lotions, I said, “Hey… I see you’ve already made some preparations!” 

He turned around, “Oh, hey!”  He gave me a distressed look.  “So, the other day, I know I told you it would just be us jacking off, and we can still do that… but I met this guy the other day.  He says he wants to try jacking off with someone else, too, and I told him I was already meeting with someone tonight who would probably enjoy an extra person.  Would you mind if he joined in?”

Would I mind?  Ha!  Was he joking?  “No!  Not at all!”  I said, “The more the merrier!”  Nate grinned and called the other guy on his cell phone.  I caught his name – Mark.  I wondered what he would be like...  “Mark?” I asked.  Nate responded, “Yeah.  He’ll be here in about ten minutes.  Might as well sit down while we wait.”

Balancing on one foot, Nate scratched his blonde head and took off a sock.  He switched feet, removed the other sock, and threw them both off to the side.  His muscular chest and arms rippled under his shirt.  He sat down on his futon and patted the cushion beside him.  I went over and planted myself next to him.

Sitting there, Nate’s legs spread as far as they could go, I saw a boner in his jeans already begging for attention.  I looked down at my jeans.  No erection yet, but man, was I horny as hell.

We engaged in small talk for a few moments, then Mark stepped in.  Mark had short, dark hair and dark, tan skin.  He wasn’t as muscular as Nate, but definitely hit the gym a few times a week.  Mark smiled at the two of us, then clicked the door shut behind him.

“I’m Mark,” he said, shaking my hand, “Nice to meet you.”  I said it was nice to meet him too, and was glad he could make it.

Nate sat up straight and said, “Well, we didn’t all come here for nothing.  Let’s get started!”  He apparently had only one thing on his mind that night, which wasn’t a problem with me!  Nate hastily removed his shirt, then undershirt.  He now had a hairy stomach and nipples and curly blonde hair in his armpits – things that weren’t there the last time.

I followed suit.  I pulled my shirt over my head and placed it on the ground.  While I was doing this, I suddenly felt something on my crotch.  It was Nate groping me through my jeans.  My cock shot to attention, finding it difficult to fully expand inside my pants.  “Shoot, man… you look huge under there!” Mark exclaimed, goggling my hard-on through my pants.  “Haha, wait till those jeans come off!” Nate said, winking at me.

Mark undid his pants and let them drop to the ground.  Protruding from underneath his shirt came a huge, hard shaft being held back by a pair of briefs.  I could see his balls and the head of his penis outlined perfectly in the material.  Nate and I took our pants off, too, but our cocks swung freely around in our boxers, unlike Mark’s.

Mark stepped over and thrust a hand down Nate’s boxers, which caused Nate to throw his head back and let out a moan.  After Nate recovered from that initial jolt of pleasure, he ran his arms up under Mark’s shirt and pulled it over Mark’s head.

I watched Nate recline on the futon and lick his lips as Mark continued to pleasure him.  I wanted to get in on the fun, too, so while Mark explored Nate’s boxers, I snuck around behind Mark and slipped off his briefs.  His cock was at least as big as mine, right over seven inches.  He let his pubes grow wildly, which I normally don’t like, but they really turned me on.

Still standing behind him and unable to see much, I reached around Mark’s body and slid his cock into my hand.  It was wonderful!  His balls were tight and his shaft was rock hard.  My boxer-covered hardness fit perfectly inside his ass crack. 

I tried to pump his cock a few times, and decided it would be easier with a little lube.  I took a bottle off of Nate’s desk, applied some lube to my hand, and rubbed it all over Mark’s genitals.  I kept my right hand busy stroking his cock, while my left hand slickly ran up and down Mark’s stomach and chest, smearing lube everywhere.

I peeked around Mark’s body.  Nate was lying completely naked, now, on his futon, face up.  His cock looked just as good as ever; a bit shorter than mine, but extremely thick, with shaven balls.  Mark was at work on Nate, and obviously doing a good job.  Nate’s feet were twisting around in circles as he slowly bicycled his legs.  Nate’s eyes were closed, mouth gaping, gasping for air.

I desperately wanted to take Nate’s dick into my mouth.  I had never sucked another guy before, and if I was going to do it tonight, I wanted it to be with Nate, giving him his first orgasm of the night and swallowing his full load of cum.

I removed my hands from Mark, went over to Nate, and fell to my knees.  I pushed Mark’s hands away from Nate.   Nate caught a glimpse of my face and gave me a delusional grin.  I took hold of Nate’s cock, pointing it skyward.  I leaned over his body and placed his cock into my mouth.  What a sensation!  The fleshy head of his cock was unlike anything I’d ever felt before.

I circled my tongue around the head of his penis a few times.  Nate arched his back and scrunched his face up, biting his lip.  “Ahhhh, ohhhh….” he moaned.  I wanted to try and swallow his whole cock, but that was still a bit of a challenge for me.  I settled at moving my mouth up and down the top part of his shaft, exploring its every detail with my tongue.

That’s when I felt my boxers being pulled down my legs.  Mark had decided to move on to me.  He pushed my underwear down to my knees and rubbed lotion all over my groin and genitals.  Wow!  I almost shot my load just then, having my naked cock felt up for the first time that evening.

Mark knew how to work wonders on me!  He moved his hands up and down my shaft in ways I’d never tried myself.  He’d tortuously tickle the underside of my cock, then rub it more firmly, filling me with relief and pleasure.

I tried to keep up with Nathan.  He wasn’t just gasping anymore, but panting.  He started arching his body up and down so quickly, he was practically fucking my mouth.  I felt his cock swell harder and harder against my tongue.

“Ohhhhh… ah… fuck…!” Nate exclaimed.  I noticed his balls contract, and felt his cock tense up.  He gritted his teeth.  “Ah, man… I’m gonna blow!”  Nate pulled his body toward me, legs stuck straight out, arms wrapped around my back.  He made one final thrust, nearly pushing his hard penis all the way down my throat.

I felt warm globules of cum hitting the back of my throat and running down.  I swallowed and swallowed.  I heard Nate let out a few quiet yelps.  The cum quit shooting into me, and Nate relaxed, so I thought it was over.  I began to pull my mouth away, but he grabbed hold of me again, forced himself back into me, and shot once more.

Nate fell limp onto his futon.  I tried to take in everything that had just happened.  Suddenly, I felt my heart drop and my balls tighten up.  I had completely tuned Mark out, but he had kept pumping my cock with his fist the whole time, and I was about to cum.

I tried to let them know I was going to cum, but I was choked by surprise.  I gawked at Nate with huge eyes.  He must’ve understood what was happening, because he mustered the most strength he could to rub his hands on my belly, nipples, and balls.

My hips shot forward.  I wasn’t cumming yet, but the world seemed like it was flipping upside-down, and I had become gelatin.  A huge tension was building inside of me, almost painfully, in my groin.  I felt balls of cum ready to push themselves through my shaft.

I stiffened up, and leaned backward.  My shoulder felt suddenly wet.  Something was running down my back.  I looked behind me, and saw Mark cumming all over my shoulders, pumping his own cock with his other hand.  That’s what put me over the edge.

I was in ecstasy.  I couldn’t remember where I was.  I felt huge waves of relief and pleasure pulsating through my chest.   Pent-up cum was blasting out of the tip of my cock.  I gasped for air.  My body went numb for a moment as I remembered where I was.  Mark kept stroking me.  My cock, now going limp, shot out a few more strings of cum.  I helped Mark squeeze the last drops out of my shaft, then stopped to catch my breath.

We all flopped over onto the ground, propped up against random objects.  I closed my eyes.  After several moments of silence, I felt a hand on my shoulder.  It was Nate.

“Dude, how often do you suck cock?  That was awesome.”  I smiled at him.  He thought his felt good?  Surely, it was not as mind-blowing as mine!  Nate opened his refrigerator, “I’m starved.  Anyone want leftover pizza?”  I told him I’d need at least half an hour to recover, but maybe then.

Mark offered to clean up the mess, but Nate said no, he’d do it later.  We all ended up spending the night in his place, naked till morning.  Since we left our man juices all over the place, the reeky smell of dried cum actually helped turn us on several other times that night for a little more fun before we fell asleep!

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