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Lets get further into exploring these straight guys dealing with COVID and MONKEYPOX lockdown and figuring out how to use each other to solve their blue balls...
Straight Roomies During Lockdown | Chapter 2
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Where we left off...
This set me off and I fired so hard... but since I was leaning into Chase, my load landed on his arm that was stroking me, as well as on his belly a few times. My load was huge and seemed to just keep firing over and over. "Fuck, that was hot! Oh shit, though. Sorry I got my cum all over you." As I said this I picked up his arm and I licked my cum off his wrist..
"Dude, do you eat your cum? Holy shit! What does it taste like? Shit, maybe I should do that too, I hate the fucking clean up, not like I can use a sock or my clothes... my mom would see that." As he said this, he reached up and took a full finger full of the cum that landed on his belly, and he brought it up to his mouth, licking it off before I had a chance to stop him.
"Bro, I think that was part of my load that you just tasted," I said, looking him right in the eye.
"Wow, really? Well, you taste good, Roomie! Glad we got tested for everything before moving in! As small as this place is, I don't doubt this will be the last time your cum lands in my mouth." He said this so matter-of-factly that I just shook my head in agreement.
"Fuck," I thought. "What have we just done? What does this mean?" I needed another drink, fast.
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Chase decides to take a shower since he is wearing both of our loads and, given that he will be on full display, I decide to sit back and watch him. He is already wet when he realizes he forgot his soap and shower stuff and asks me to grab it for him. I look down and realize the time - the student union is going to close soon, so we need to hurry if we are going to get dinner. I grab my soap and shampoo, and hop in the shower with him... though I realize that I am a bit pieyied!
"Hey roomie, we need to hurry up if we are going to make it down to the union to grab something to eat, mind if I join you? I didn't see your shower stuff, so here is mine. It's kinda tight in here so let me help." I take the shower gel and start lathering up his back, then I reach around and wash his stomach; this brings his back and my chest together, and wow, his ass is nice. Not one hair on it. Wow. Fuck, what am I thinking. He is a dude. Damn... and his abs are so freakin tight, I have never been this ripped in my life. I bring my hands up under his arms and he squirms and laughs, clearly he is ticklish. Jesus. What is happening here, I am getting hard again. "Here you get me," I say as I turn around rather quickly.
He starts soaping me up, gets my back really good and reaches around like I did. Then he soaps up my chest and goes down to my stomach... and, surprising me, doesn't just stop - he soaps up my dick and balls, which are half chubbed!
"Here, let me show you, I have to clean the inside of my foreskin." I show him how I do it, by skinning myself completely back and then getting some soap and washing really good. He takes over for me and as the foreskin covers the head of my cock he runs his finger inside and slides it around. Fuck this kid, he just has no boundaries. I don't know about this.
"Fuck, your foreskin is so cool, sorry if that is weird... I mean, it just covers your dick head like that. I mean... fuck..." Chase gets a bit flustered. Wow, seeing this big guy get a little choked up is kinda funny here. But fuck, he just had his finger inside my foreskin! Shit! Fuck though, that felt good. Nobody has ever done that to me before.
Not wanting to get back into that again, I grab the shower gel and turn around. "OK," I say. "Let me finish you up"... standing face to face, I lather up his dick and balls. Chase's dick has started to rise again, my God as big as this thing is, how does he not pass out when he gets hard? I lean into him to reach around and get his ass. I wash his ass just like it was mine and, not even thinking, I slide my finger into his ass up to the second knuckle. I do this all the time to myself, it kinda feels good but I always want to be clean, everywhere.
"Oh shit, sorry... I was just washing you like I wash myself. Fuck, I am so sorry!" I say, beginning to freak out, completely embarrassed... but fuck, I just had my finger inside my roomie. But wait, Chase didn't seem phased at all! Shit, what is happening? This must be the Crown.
"Don't worry, Monty, my man, I do the same thing. I like to be squeaky clean. Here, let me return the favor." And he does, reaching around me, pulling me back into a hug and reaching around. I swear he slides his index finger all the way into me and he moves it around several times. Clearly he has a process and FUCK it feels good... Until I have a moment of clarity: shit, I actually just let a guy finger bang me. Fuck, it felt good though, better than ankara travesti when I finger myself. Damn, his fingers are long.
We rinse off and hurry each other, grabbing our towels and drying off. We both throw on a t-shirt. I go commando, he puts on a pair of compression shorts, and then we both get basketball shorts. We grab our wallets, put on our masks, and we head down to the union.
We get there and it's not as packed as I thought it would be. But for the few people that are here less than half have masks on, which makes us both nervous. Shit, I was more nervous about what we just did than masks at this point, which is saying a LOT!
We both get Subway and as we are in line, Chase clearly recognizes one of the girls in line in front of us and he gives me the high sign that he does NOT want to talk to her. Clearly there is a story there that I will have to find out about. The girls get their subs and leave and finally Chase relaxes as we get up and place our orders. As the redhead walks away she is looking back and me and looking at my junk, fuck I bet she can see me swinging in these shorts. Fuck, maybe I need to rethink this on campus. Chase then tells me that the blond is from his Church and she is the biggest gossip and mean girl of the clique at church. Her dad was a Deacon with his and so she was trouble. "Good to know," I told him and we headed over to a table off by ourselves, to eat. We don't wanna be by others. I see a few guys who look familiar from either track or wrestling, but nobody that I really care to go and speak to. But shit, one of the guys was checking out my junk too! Fuck, these shorts must be showing me all off. Fuck I kinda like people checking me out. But fuck, he is a dude! Shit, college is a trip. Anyhow... I don't see anyone I know well, so the guys from my high school that came here are likely in another dorm or went out drinking.
As I finish scoping out the joint, I can't help thinking about what we have just done. I have never done anything like that ever before. Fuck, what does this mean? I am not gay! Fuck, I love women. I love everything about them... well, except how dramatic they can be. But fuck, I just jacked off my straight roommate. While I have known him for more than a year, this is the first time I am seeing him face to face and within a few hours I am pulling his pud? Fuck, this is messing with my brain and all that I drank isn't helping.
"Look, Chase. What we just did, that is kinda weird, right? I mean, fuck it was hot. But it's kinda weird right? Maybe it was just the Crown, we did pound that down fairly quickly. But, I mean we both are straight but we just," I say as I look around and whisper to him "jacked each other off... and, fuck, I came on you! I don't want this to be weird between us... I mean are you regretting what we just did?"
"Monty, you are really over-thinking this. We're sharing a room smaller than my closet at home for a year together. So we jacked off? So we helped each other out? Fuck, it was hot and it was nothing more than that. If you don't wanna do it again, I get that and it's cool. But, fuck, it was kinda hot and I am not going to stop jacking off for a year. I gotta cum at least twice a day bro!" We both start nervously laughing, and I guess I am feeling a little easier about this. If the super religious guy doesn't care about this, then what the fuck am I doing? Fuck it, it's cool.
What the fuck would we do if we can't get off, both of us locked in this tiny room. Afraid to stroke one out. Can't get off in our beds as they are in the wide open basically a stage, can't even stroke in the shower since that is right out in the middle of the room. Fuck, I can't sleep until I blow a load. But, this was a bit more than that. I guess though, it's ok? I mean, this guy is cool. We are good. Fuck, it was... it was kinda hot.
I guess he is right, we need to just relax. This is boys being boys.
We finish eating and then we head back to our room, both of us refilling the huge sodas to take back to our room since all we had was more Crown, and I think we have had enough of that for one day. Tomorrow we have to stock up and we need to get a mini-fridge.
Back in the room, we finish putting all our shit away and we talk non stop. Our families, friends, girlfriends. Poor Chase always had an adult around whenever he wanted to be alone with one of the girls he was seeing. They all somehow or another were from his church. Mostly because until high school he was homeschooled. That must really have sucked. While it has been a while since I got to fuck, at least I know what I am missing, this poor guy has no clue.
I tell him about my past girls, how I got caught playing three girls at the same time. It was HOT while it lasted but ultimately I got caught and was shut down almost overnight. Word spread through the girls quickly, and funny enough, more girls started throwing themselves at me. So it all worked out. He just marveled at my stories with the girls, ankara travestileri play-crying a few times on all he has missed out on.
I don't even think about it and I drop my shorts and am putting things away completely naked and hanging all out. I notice Chase checking me out from time to time and finally he says, "Fuck this!" and drops his shorts and skins off his compression shorts! He kinda scared me, but we both start laughing. "This is now a clothing optional room!" he pronounces.
We decided to call it a night, and we set our alarms for 8am so we can go and walk around the campus. We expect everyone to be out exploring tomorrow, Sunday, since classes start Monday morning. Chase wants to make sure he knows where he's going so he doesn't get lost and I promise I will help show him around.
Fuck, our alarms go off together and both of us jump up. At first I don't even recognize where I am at... then it all comes flooding back. College, dorm. Roommate. We both sit up in our beds and I stand up and stretch. Fully boned up. I always wake up with a bone, and as usual it is dripping, so clearly I've been hard for a while.
"Fuck sake Monty, that big thing ever go down?" Chase says as he laughs. As he stands up though, I can see he is half hard as well.
"You should talk, long dong silver! I look like a pre-teen compared to you man! Fuck, I would kill for a dick that big." We both keep laughing and then our phones go off again and we both look at each other. The university-wide alert system is going off.
"Students should shelter in place in their dorms. Do not leave your rooms until further instruction. Check your student email for a mandatory university-wide Zoom at 9am."
"Me las, the fuck is this?" I say, kinda concerned. Last year while I was on campus, the system went off twice. Once was because they thought we had an active shooter situation, but in reality some dick shot off two M80 fireworks. The second time it was an alert that we lost water on campus.
"Dude, this seems serious. What do you think is going on? Shit, glad we have our own bathroom here! Speaking of which, dibs!" Chase says as he gets up and opens the shitter door. He just steps up and lets this strong stream of piss go into the pot. He doesn't even close the door. He pees for a long time and then shakes it a few times and flushes.
He walks over and just plops on his bed. Meanwhile I fire up my laptop and check email. Nothing yet. We continue to shoot the shit while both of us are clearly nervous. We don't hear anything outside. I open up our window, trying to see if I can hear anything. Fuck August in south Louisiana, so damn humid. I end up closing the window rather quickly. At least we have good AC in the room, as it certainly cooled down from yesterday.
Finally I get a sound and I see I have a new email. Yup, it's from the administration and there is a Zoom link that has a unique code. We both check and see it is different for each of us, so we figure they must be taking attendance and we need to log in separately.
"Fuck, I guess we should put on shirts, but fuck if I am getting all dressed up for this. They likely just wanna read us the riot act. I bet some assholes had a huge party last night and they wanna set the tone early," I say as I grab my t-shirt that I wore down to the union last night and I toss Chase his.
Chase then says "Fuck bro, just don't stand up or you will give everyone a show!" We both cracked up laughing. "Free balling it is. Business casual up top, party down below!" I say and slap his ass. His near perfect ass. Fuck, and he has a tan line where his compression shorts land. Fuck, that is kinda hot. Shit, what am I thinking!
It's 9am when we all get let into the Zoom room. Everyone is muted and their cameras are on. More than a few folks I recognize - and some you can tell were out late last night..
Next thing we hear, the University President gets on. He announces that, effective immediately, they are locking down the campus due to a large number of people testing positive for COVID. Apparently, since folks started moving onto campus a week ago, they have been testing the wastewater and have caught a huge uptick of COVID in the water. This is troubling for sure, but something we have all grown too used to. He goes on to tell us that there are now 4 confirmed cases of Monkeypox on campus as well. Chase swings around and looks at me and says, "Bro! Fuck!"
The University President seems to want to control the concerns of people and dispel myths, saying that of the 4 cases of Monkeypox, 3are women and none of the 4 have been in contact with each other. Therefore, they appear to have brought it with them to campus.
The lockdown is going to last for 4 weeks to start. And these rules are effective immediately. He goes on to inform us that dorms with private bathrooms, ones like ours and ones that have 4 bedrooms and up to 8 people, are all not to leave their rooms for any reason unless travesti ankara it's an emergency. And IF there is an emergency, everyone is to mask up. He goes on to give rules for the older dorms and the communal showers talking about shifts, distancing, and I swimwear he even said something about masking while showering. Don't know how that will work, glad we don't have to figure it out.
He ends by sharing that we will get food delivered twice a day to our rooms. We will have 3 meals, snacks, and bottled water. More info soon.
Shit! Shit Shit! This was kinda our worst fear when we all came back to campus.
Chase and I just look at each other in disbelief.
"Jesus, dude. What do we do now?" I say to Chase. I close down my laptop, he closes his, and I stand up and just reach for him. I give him a huge bear hug. Fuck this is scary and, whether we like it or not, this dude and I are in this together. Chase crushes me; fuck, he gives perfect hugs. We stay holding each other for far too long, but I don't give a fuck. I need this.
So we settle in; we have to get used to being together. We joke around, it comes so easily. I keep finding more and more reasons to like this guy.. He is such a good guy, and we are clearly becoming best friends, brothers.
A week passes from the University President's announcement, and while we jerk off several times a day, we have kicked it up a notch by first talking about the girls we wanted and what we would do, so now we talk more about what feels good to each of us. Lube, how much lube, techniques of stroking. Chase has taken to licking up some of his cum, and I seem to be doing it more now than ever. Maybe I have something to prove... I may have the smaller cock but my loads are huge! Speaking of which, we have also started taking our time to jerk off, I guess it's called edging. Until one Saturday night we get to talking.
"Man, I gotta tell you. Maybe because we are stuck together, or maybe it's just cuz you are a great guy, but you are the best friend I have ever had and I gotta tell you I love you man!" I say to him. He stands up (we're both naked of course) and he pulls me into a bear hug. He just holds me.
"Monty, you are my best friend, no matter what, you are my ride or die, brother, and I love you too," he says. And we just hold each other for a while. I don't even know how long. But we both start getting hard. I feel him getting hard too and we pull back a bit from each other.
"Circle jerk?" I ask... To which he responds with "Hell yah!"
"Fuck, dude, I gotta order us some more lube. You may not need it but I am going to rub the skin off my dick!" he says as he strokes himself a bit in front of me.
I lean in and say... " ever wonder what it feels like to be uncut?"
"Fuck yah, I am kinda pissed I don't have a built in stroker like yours!" he says as I reach down and stroke him a few tugs.
"Let me try this... it's called docking, I read about it once and fuck, I kinda wanna try it... go with me here." I take his fully hard cock and with my rather ample foreskin and put our cocks together, head to head and I then slide my foreskin over the tip of his cock.
All he can mutter is "Fuck dude. Fuck that feels so good. Shit dude, I am kinda inside you!" I start stroking us together, sliding my foreskin up over my thicker cock. I can only get his head into my sheath but, fuck, it feels so good, and I can tell it feels good to him. I lean in and just put my head on his shoulder while I keep stroking us. "Let's get more comfortable," I say as we both hop into my bed.
We are face to face and he is continuing to stroke us together... I am leaking a gallon of precum making it all that much easier for him to keep up the stroking. I pull him in closer to me and pull him into a hug, each of us laying on our sides and I run my hands all over his body.
Chase has been sorta quiet during all this, except for several moans. I pull his head in towards me and we are cheek to cheek and I whisper, "This is fucking amazing bro."
Chase finally speaks up and sits up, letting go of our cocks... I was starting to get close and I am kinda pissed he left me hanging.
"Monty, look. We are going to be stuck here for at least four more weeks, and bro, I need this human contact. I know we are both straight, but I don't see a woman anywhere close and even if there was, fuck, I woudn't touch her with a 10' pole!" He is seriously such a hypochondriac. But he continues, "So I have a proposal. Let's fool around a bit more... you know in prison they call it 'gay for the stay' - but dude, I need to get off and stroking each other isn't enough."
"Chase, I don't know about this, bro. I mean one part of me says we shouldn't be doing this and we are stuck together for a year... the other part of me...Fuck, I have been feeling all kinds of ways lately and I didn't wanna fuck up our friendship... but bro, It sure would be nice to have some human contact. And fuck man, having your cock inside my foreskin was amazing. So yes, we can try things, but we will never do anything the other doesn't want to do. And we will keep this to ourselves. I don't think I want anyone saying you were inside of me... my foreskin."