31 Solo Session NSFW (1/2)

”Mm, huh…” I grunted and panted.

On my laptop screen, two men were having loud and rough sex. The top was ramming his thick girth into the bottom boy, making him squeal like a baby. Hearing the cries of pain and pleasure through my headphones, I focused my attention on making myself cum. It was the night of the first day of my third year of college, and I actually had to move in to the student dormitories after my dad announced that he had to renovate our house. The room wasn't half bad either. I meant there was a decent bunk bed, two desks and our window was facing the campus clock tower. What more could I ask for?

Brad continued to be my English professor, and we still had to stay low at school. So, we didn't really talk much on campus or have lunch together like we would during the summer.

Nathan and I still hung out together, but he was still less active and talkative as usual. I figured I really needed to talk to him someday again.

Antonia was getting busier with rugby practices, and was actually training for a big rugby game that was coming up later on. She made Nathan and I promise not to miss her game, when the both of us have never missed a single game of hers.

Sitting by my desk, I stroked faster and closed my eyes, preparing myself for ejaculation.

”Uh, fuck!” I cursed, just as I heard my dorm door opening.

A boy who looked no older than me entered at the same time that I shot my load, unable to stop or control myself at all.

Not again.

”Fuck! Fuck!” I moaned, as I grabbed a tissue to contain the jizz that squirted out relentlessly.

The guy stood there with the door open, his face flushed with embarrassment as he watched me nut to gay porn.

I quickly threw on my pants and closed my laptop screen, though he had already seen the homosexual nature of the pornography.

”Um…” He scratched the back of his head. ”I'm sorry, man… I didn't mean to intrude or anything… I…”

”No, it's my fault for not locking the door,” I interrupted.

The guy smiled. ”So… my name's Glen. Glen Russell. I'm assigned to this dorm room.”

I was still embarrassed and uncomfortable, but I had to introduce myself anyway.

”I'm Ped Luca. Pleasure to meet you.” I awkwardly smiled.

The air was thick with tension and uneasiness, while we stood there still unable to speak.

”Hey!” I tried to end the silence. ”Which bed do you want? I don't mind either.”

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As we began to chat, the atmosphere became a lot more comfortable. Glen was a pretty introverted guy who was majoring in art. Clean-shaven and young, he was a white guy who had bags under his eyes. He looked really tired for some reason, and was moderately attractive. I wouldn't call him a twink, but he sure wasn't a twunk either. He had a plain white t-shirt on with blue khaki shorts.

”Hey, Ped.” He threw in a question during our conversation. ”Um… you're gay, right?”

”Yeah... ” I rubbed my eyes.

”Haha, don't worry. I'm not like, against LGBT people. I'm an ally.” He stumbled. ”I like gay guys. I mean, I'm supportive of your pride movement. But I'm straight.”