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Subject: An Apartment For College – Part 6 This story & those that follow are completely fictional. Any likeness is purely coincidental. More parts to come soon. I’d love to know what you think & if you enjoyed hoo Please consider donating to Nifty so we can keep this great site going! ****************************************** I was freaking out. Logan had been watching us for who knows how long. Me asking questions about Ethan’s uncut dick, Ethan sliding his foreskin back and forth as he demonstrated, us sitting what I’m now realizing is almost suspiciously close. There’s no telling what’s going through Logan’s head. How are we going to explain this? “Looks like I wasn’t invited to the party,” Logan continued. As he said this, a slow grin creeped across his face. Wait… what?… What the fuck was about to happen? Logan then burst out laughing, Ethan joining him. My head quickly turning between the two of them to make sure they were laughing at the situation because it was funny and not…. i don’t know… totally weird. I laughed too, but even I could tell it sounded like a nervous laugh. “So what do we have here?” Logan asks, walking over to us. I looked over at Ethan, feeling sure that he would have quickly put his dick away. And yet he still had it pulled through the fly in his hand. “Will told me he had never seen an uncut dick before. So I whipped it out to show him.” Well shit. Why did he have to say it like that? He makes it sound like I asked to see it. Which.. I mean.. wasn’t far off from the truth, but I didn’t actively ask him to whip it out. Surely that’s what Logan is going to think now. I could feel my face start to turn red. “Ohh, I guess that makes sense. I thought I had walked in on you two sharing a tug.” As he said this, Logan wiggled his eyebrows with a smile. “Haha. Nah. Just showing him how the foreskin can slide up and down… which.. I guess probably looked like I was jerking off.” Ethan smiled at the realization and again, he and Logan laughed as he sat on the loveseat. I followed their lead and laughed with them. Maybe Logan wasn’t weirded out. Even after all of this, Ethan STILL hadn’t put his dick away. “Well now that you’ve seen an uncut dick Will, what do you think?” Logan asked. “What do you mean?” I replied. What was he asking me?? “Well, if you’ve never seen an uncut dick, I’m assuming you’re cut?” “Right.” “Soo..” he continued, “do wish you still had your foreskin?” “Oh… Well.. I guess I hadn’t really thought about it. But, I mean.. I’m happy with what I have.” “I dunno. I’ve always wondered what it would be like to jack off being uncut. How different it would feel.” Logan had obviously given this some thought. “It’s pretty nice,” Ethan interjected with a chuckle. “It has to be with as much as you jerk off. Dude you gotta move your headboard away from the wall a bit. You know we share that wall!” They both laughed heartily. Ethan wasn’t even denying it. Apparently Logan knew every time Ethan was jerking off. And it was obviously often enough for the banging headboard to be noticeable and maybe even a little annoying. Now this made me a little jealous that they had the privacy to just jerk off whenever they wanted or had an urge. Besides the one time I jerked while Ben was in the shower, I hadn’t had a full jerk session like I wanted. I missed being able to pump out a load whenever I wanted. “So get this..” Ethan began, interrupting my thoughts. “Ben has made his and Will’s room clothing optional. VERY optional apparently.” “Why am I not surprised?” Logan returns. “Right?” Ethan said in agreement. “Ben loves being nude. “Makes sense too. He was naked getting coffee this morning.” Logan replied. “I bet he’s naked every time the door’s closed, isn’t he Will?” I smiled as if to say that it was a bit strange and agreed with him. “Well damn. Since you’ve seen Ben’s dick and now Ethan’s…” Logan stood up, and quickly pulled the front of his boxer briefs down releasing his dick and balls. His dick popped out, looking eager to not to restrained. “Who has the best looking cock?!” We all fell out laughing, but my mind was going crazy. How had this all unfolded? I couldn’t believe this. It was like a snowball effect. First Ben, then Ethan, and now Logan. All 3 of their cocks had been out in front of me. All out of stupid boy humor mostly. Everyone continued laughing, but I was getting nervous that they were actually expecting an answer. I mean, they were all nice looking as far as dicks went. It was interesting to take in (albeit quickly) the differences from each one. The length, which was a bit difficult since I had seen them all soft (minus Logan’s boner through his boxer briefs during the video game tournament), the girth of each which would also change as they got ankara escort hard, the hair covering the area and their balls, the visible veins I could see. All of this was going through my head as I glanced at each of their cocks through the laughter. All of this flying through my head. What should I say? What WOULD I say? Luckily, once again, Ethan filled what would have surely been awkward silence before the laughter stopped completely. “I told Will that before long Ben was going to have us all walking around with our dicks out!” “That wouldn’t surprise me in the least.” As he said this, Logan pulled the waistband out from under his sack and let everything fall back into place under the fabric. Ethan followed suit now that he was the only one with his dick still out. From there, the morning continued as if nothing had happened. Like no one had casually pulled their dicks out to show off. After putting his dick away, Logan sauntered into the kitchen to make himself some breakfast and kindly asked if we wanted anything while he was cooking. Ethan & I both agreed that some eggs and toast sounded tasty. I took care of putting the bread in the toaster and buttered it while Logan flipped the fried eggs and Ethan leaned against the counter after agreeing to wash all the dishes afterwards, all of us continuing small talk. We then all sat back down in the living room, back in our respective spots to eat our breakfast with the TV on. As we were finishing up, I got a text from Ben. He said that he had just gotten to the store and asked what all I needed. I quickly replied with my short list. My mind quickly started calculating. If Ben had just gotten to the store, he still had to pick everything up, then drive back. That would probably be about 30, maybe even 40 minutes before he would get back. That means I would have the room all to myself for the longest time in a while. Just the thought made a stir in my briefs. That was a good sign as I could take care of it and actually take my time. It didn’t take long for decide that it would happen. I quickly took my last few bites and set my plate on the coffee table. I told the guys I was going to head back to the room to take a shower, knowing I would need to make a quick getaway as just the anticipation of jerking off was beginning to make a bulge in my shorts. I stood up and made a swift turn towards my room to avoid any stares at my bulge, yelling over my shoulder, “Thanks again for breakfast and for doing the dishes!” I made it a only a few steps when Logan said, “Wait a minute..” I stopped and turned my head toward the two guys, my hips still pointing towards my door, waiting to see what the hold up was. “You never showed us what you were packing!” Logan continued. “What?” I could feel my eyes widen the smallest bit. “We pulled our dicks out to show you who’s looked the best, but you never pulled yours out.” Logan, again, had a devious smirk on his face. “Oh.. but..” I started and trailed off. “It’s only fair, bro,” Ethan chimed in, also with a smile on his face. Thoughts flooded my mind all over the course of milliseconds. Even though Ben had gotten me more comfortable (even just slightly) being naked around him, I wasn’t comfortable around the other guys. Yes, they had shown me their cocks, and I guess it really WAS only fair. But they’ve never seen my dick. And here I am, chubbed up. When they showed me theirs, they were soft. Was it weird that I had a semi? Would they think that I had a semi because they showed me their dicks? Surely not, right? I mean that was all before breakfast. I mean, I guess I have to. It might feel a little weird to whip it out for them, but wouldn’t it make things weirder if I didn’t? Would that make the whole situation weird and maybe even halt the way things are going? All of this was bringing me out of my comfort zone (Ben being naked, everyone showing their dicks, everyone being ‘comfortable’ around each other) and I didn’t exactly want that to stop. I had to admit to myself that I was enjoying all this that had transpired over the last few days. I realized that I had to do it. I took a shallow breath quickly as I turned around to face the guys. Both Ethan & Logan had knelt on the couch to lean over the back to face me. They both had quirky smiles on their faces. I now realized that this wasn’t so much because they actually wanted to see my dick. They weren’t interested in seeing my dick and balls. It was (again) more about stupid-boy-fun. It was more about getting me to do it. A bit of peer pressure, but fun peer pressure between friends. Logan nodded his head as if to cheer me on. Ethan joined him with a “C’mon bro!” I slipped my thumbs under the waistband of my briefs. I could feel my dick pushing ankara olgun escort against the smooth fabric. If they had noticed my bulge and/or thought it was weird, they hadn’t let on. Maybe they just didn’t think it was weird. I wanted to close my eyes out of the embarrassment but knew I couldn’t. Still, I didn’t want to look them in the face when I pulled them down. So instead, I just looked down at my dick. I slid the waistband down, first revealing my red pubes, then the base of my dick, and then – PLOP. Out sprung my dick, still semi-hard. I watched as my dick bobbed up and down in the open air, my balls hanging a good distance below due to the heat. I waited for what seemed like several minutes but in actuality was just a few seconds, for someone, anyone, to say something. “Well damn, Will!” Logan exclaimed. I looked up to see both guys, staring and smiling, their eyes a bit wider now. That response seemed.. good? I guess. I’m sure my cheeks were red with embarrassment. Now, it wasn’t just Ben who had seen my cock. Everyone in the apartment had seen it. Neither of them had looked me in the face, both of them still eyeing my dick, but both with big smiles on their faces. I decided to do something to break the tension a bit, and pulsed my muscles making my dick bounce as a result which made the guys look at each other and fall back onto the couch laughing. I laughed too, knowing that even though it was awkward, it was the right decision. It made it seem like I was part of the group, that I was in on the joke. The guys kept cackling and I could tell that they weren’t laughing at me, but at the fact that they got me to do it. As we all continued laughing, I started to pull my briefs back up but hesitated. What was the point now? What was I wanting to hide? Instead of pulling them up, I started pushed them down to my ankles. As I did this their laughter began to subside and I saw their heads poke back up over the top of the couch. My briefs fell to my ankles. I stepped out of one leg, and with my right foot I kicked them up in the air and caught them, as I had done many times growing up. They both let out another chuckle and Logan began a slow clap with an approving nod. Ethan quickly joined in. Now, whether the slow clap was for the underwear catch or for my dick, I wasn’t entirely sure. But I’d take it either way. I did a small bow and said to them both, “Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m gonna go shower now.” “Uh huh.. Shower. Sure!” Logan shouted back as I turned back toward my door. I didn’t stop as I walked to my door, my bare ass on display for them as I did so. I walked in my room, shut the door, and locked it behind me. Apparently they could hear the ‘click’ of the door lock because I heard them both chuckle. I went into the bathroom and turned the water on to get warm until I did actually hop in. And who knows, maybe make them think that I was actually in the shower if they could hear the water running from the living room. I then made my way to my bed and laid on top of the sheets. Because of all the showing off, as quick as it was, the excitement had made it’s way down to my dick. I am now fully erect and throbbing. I had been planning to edge for a bit now that Ben was gone but now I wasn’t sure that I would be able to make it last for the entire time. My dick is pulsing. Fully enlarged now, the head full with it’s mushroom shape. Was it just because it had been a a little while since being able to blow a load, or was it all the naked tension over the past few days that had me raring to go? Was it seeing both Ethan & Logan’s cocks? Was it showing my cock to them? Or was it just a mixture of everything all balled up in one big load begging to escape from my cock? I wasn’t entirely sure, but I knew that if I didn’t do something about it right now I would regret it. I’m laying naked on my bed, head on my pillow, legs spread apart, dick sticking straight up in the air, perpendicular from my body. I slowly grabbed the shaft with my right hand. As I did, my entire cock tensed. I just held it there, letting the tension ease itself away. As I held it still, I felt a small pulse in my taint and a second later watched as a thick bead of precum formed on my dickhead. The small clear pearl grew larger until it had no choice but to run down over the top of the head. I released my dick with my right hand only to grab the base with my left. I took my index finger and rubbed the precum over the entirety of my dickhead, feeling it pulse when I touched the underside of the head. I then took my dick back into my right hand and made a slow stroke from tip to base. It felt amazing. Another stroke. I started to feel a tingle in-between my thighs. I closed my eyes ankara ucuz escort with another stroke, feeling every tingle over every inch. Another stroke. A picture flashed across my mind with my eyes closed as I made another pass over my cock. Ethan pulling his foreskin back and forth over his head. The thought seemed a bit strange, but I didn’t let it slow me down. Eyes still closed, another stroke, and another. The feeling mounting higher now. Another stroke and the picture in my mind switches to Logan as he pulled his briefs down releasing his cock. Another stroke. The tingling still building. Growing from deep within. Covering not only my taint and balls but my thighs. Another stroke and another. My mind switched again. Now I can only see Ben laying on his bed in his signature pose. His dick across his leg. Stroke. Stroke. Up and down. The feeling is moving up to my stomach now. Another stroke. I’m not slowing down, it’s not an even pace either. I’m speeding up. Ben is still on the bed and his hand moves down to his dick. He grabs it and strokes it slowly. Wait. This wasn’t a memory. Another stroke. Was I imagining this? No. I was fantasizing this. He stroked his cock again, I watched as it grew in his hand. I matched my strokes with his. He looked me in the eyes as I watched him in my mind. He never broke eye contact. Stroke. Stroke. Stroke. He sped up, and I followed suit. Both of us increasing the speed as the tingling deep within was getting closer and closer to the top. Ben threw back his head and moaned and I heard an audible moan in my room. I realized it was me, that I had moaned from the feeling in-between my legs. I knew I was close and I couldn’t hold it any longer. Still holding onto the vision of Ben in my head I made three last thrusts of my hand and felt the feeling finally reach its peak. I reached the point of no return and on the final stroke I thrusted my hips into the air and grunted from deep within. I opened my eyes to see a thick rope of cum shoot towards my face but miss it by inches, hitting my pillow. Another rope hitting my chest. My hips still thrust in the air to create more tension in my legs and hips. Another hitting my belly button and the rest oozing out onto the head of my dick. I watched as the cum started to slide down towards my face in a slow stream, the ropes converging into one and creating a pool right in the center of my chest. I finally let my hips down out of the air, spreading my legs back into their original position. As I did this, I blew out all of the air in my lungs realizing that I had been holding my breath throughout the whole orgasm. I laid there letting the rest of the orgasm wash away, my muscles relaxing after being tensed for the whole 10 minutes it took to bust my nut. I look like a Jackson Pollock painting, cum splattered across my body. As I’m laying there, I try to decide if I should wipe up the cum or if I can make across the room and into the shower before any of it runs off me and onto the floor. In the middle of deciding, my mind flickers back to the fantasy of Ben jerking his cock while I jerked my own. I had no idea what this meant. I mean, he was my best friend. I had known him longer than anyone else. We were sharing a room for goodness sakes. I couldn’t have thoughts of Ben (and especially not of Ben jerking off) running through my mind at random. And certainly not while doing stuff like this! This was just because of everything that’s happened over the past few days… right? It had to be. That’s what makes the most sense. I mean, I thought about Ethan and Logan too. When they showed me their cocks. So it’s just because all of this is new, right? I was just recalling what all had happened recently at an inopportune time. But the thing is… I’ve never seen Ben’s cock hard, much less seen him jerking his hard cock. This wasn’t a memory. This was something my mind created. Like I said earlier. This was a fantasy… or something. I’m not sure. I just know I feel weird about it now. I have no idea how long I laid there, still covered in cum, thinking about all of this along with everything else that had transpired over the past few days. But I eventually came-to and decided that I would chance it on running to the shower without wiping up the cum. I leaned forward ever so slightly and swung my legs over the side of the bed. As I did, cum started to slide down the streaks it had left earlier as gravity began to pull it towards the ground. I quickly stood and almost hopped over piles of dirty clothes and shoes that were strewn across the room. One stream of cum had made its way down into the crease of my leg next to my ball sack and I quickly cupped a hand under to catch any that might drip off of me. Just as it started to drip into my hand I made it to the shower and hopped in. Letting the water hit my chest and cascade over my body. I had left the bathroom door open in my rush, but it was fine. Suddenly, I heard the door handle to our room try to turn and deny access. Shit. I had left the door locked. I heard a slow knock. “Will?” Shit. It was Ben. He’s home already.
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