Nude Modeling w Hung Roommate Pt. 02 bysomebody123
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I was spared more humiliation after telling Ms. Lin from my seat that I had nothing to add, but I think she might have known my secret for why I was pinned to the desk.
Class mercifully ended and I headed back to my dorm. Clark was gone but a pair of his boxers was strewn across the floor. I normally passed them without a second-glance, or with a hint of anger that he never cleaned our room, but today they caught my eye. My penis was still kind of hard from art class. I couldn’t believe that Natalie and Veronica had drawn me with such a tiny dick. And that drawing from Lucy—what was her problem? Did she want to lick Clark’s cock herself? Or did she really want to see me, a guy, go down on my roommate?
I couldn’t help but grab Clark’s boxers as I thought these things. As I stroked my perfectly sized cock that I had always cherished until now, I found myself bringing his light blue, American Eagle underwear closer to my face. As I remembered his massive, throbbing manhood that had filled these boxers the night before, I couldn’t help but stroke my cock faster and faster. With the smell of Clark’s sweaty balls filling my nose, I shot stream after stream of cum onto the floor.
Not a second passed before I heard a key at the door. Oh shit, I thought. By pulling my pants up and throwing Clark’s boxers on the floor, I tried to hide any trace of this embarrassing moment. Noticing a shitload of cum on the floor, I used my socks to wipe it up. Eww, I thought. But I couldn’t have my horse-hung roommate slipping on my mess.
“What’s up, cuz?” Clark asked me when he walked through the door. “How was art class?”
“It was fine,” I lied. “Nothing really happened.”
“Did any of the girls talk about me?” he asked, a new hint of arrogance in his voice.
“Nope,” I lied again.
“That’s funny. Natalie and Veronica have been texting me all morning and they told me about the pictures. Said your art class thought they were real hot shit.”
“Oh right. Yeah, we did look at some of the drawings.”
“Which one did you like best?” Clark asked. I wondered what he was getting at. Had Natalie and Veronica told him about the pictures at length? Did they mention Lucy’s?
“They were all just okay,” I replied.
“Oh come on,” Clark pushed. “You didn’t find any of them the least bit hot? I thought we looked so good yesterday—you with your muscles and throbbing cock, and me with my—you know.”
Suddenly I was confused. Was Clark, my sloppy, pot-head roommate, hitting on me?
“I couldn’t help but notice how hard you got,” Clark said. “I have to admit I got a tad bit jealous. It takes a lot to get my dick hard.”
“Um,” I gulped. I really had nothing to say.
“I gotta say, I always pegged you as such a soccer and frisbee stud. Every time you walked by me on the way to the shower, I was so impressed by your toned muscles.”
I kept staring blankly as Clark’s words washed over me.
“I always assumed you had a big cock to boot. You’re such a stud in every other way.”
Silence lingered after he called me a stud.
“Hey, would you want to fuck Natalie and Veronica sometime? Maybe we can tag team them.”
My eyes lit up when he said this. A sense of relief also washed over me. In this moment, we were just two studs on equal footing. Me, with the toned bod and big muscles, and him, with that massive man-meat just waiting to feed these ladies.
“Yeah, dude,” I whispered, finally speaking. “That’d be hot.”
“What’d be hot about it?” Clark asked, taking off his shirt. It was normal for him to always go shirtless in the dorm room, but I couldn’t tell why he was stripping down right now.
“Well, like you said—I’ve always been wanting to fuck Natalie and Veronica. The nice, pretty girl and the hot, kinky girl. What better way to do both at one time?”
“Yeah, man,” Clark replied. “They’ve both been hitting me up all day and seem so wet and horny. Natalie’s also kinkier than you’d think.”
At that point, Clark pulled his phone out and showed me a picture of Natalie in front of her mirror. With her body curved in a perfect way, the pic showed her ass and part of her pussy.
“Damn,” I said. “I sure wish she sent me that.”
“No worries, bro—I got your back. I’ll even send it to you right now.” And just like that he sent me some nudes from Natalie and Veronica—my two hottest dream girls.
“I gotta say,” Clark continued. “I’ve been wanting to jerk off ever since I got these photos. But I’ve had class all day and have been holding it in.”
He then looked down and noticed a spot of cum I missed on the floor. “Ha—I guess you already had some release, huh, buddy?” Right then Clark pulled down his shorts and stood next to me in green plaid boxers. I think he noticed that his blue pair wasn’t where he left it, but he didn’t say anything. Instead, he went over to his computer and pulled up Natalie and Veronica’s photos on his Macbook.
“Oh shit, they look even hotter blown up. I can’t wait to show them this cock again,” he said, as he started rubbing his dick. I saw it grow in his boxers just like the night before.
“Man, Natalie and Veronica have been begging me to show them my hard-on all day long. They want a picture so bad, but I just don’t want to scare them. Do you know what I mean?”
I didn’t know what he meant. If the two hottest girls I knew asked me for a dick pic, I’d send them one in a second.
“Hey man, what do you think? Should I send a dick pic to these smokin’ babes?”
“Umm…I guess so,” I said, not quite sure how to respond. My eyes were glued to the giant bulge in Clark’s boxers, which kept growing bigger as his hand caressed it.
“Have you taken a dick pic before?” Clark asked, standing up. “What do you think is the best angle?”
I stood transfixed as my roommate now stood before me, his enormous hard-on jutting out his boxers. It was somehow still concealed by the fabric, but the waistband was now pushed several inches away from his skin.
I swallowed, hard. Never once in my time playing Frisbee or soccer had I seen such a massive bulge, and I couldn’t remember seeing one so big even while watching porn.
Clark smiled at me as he kept stroking his behemoth cock. Then he grabbed his iphone that was sitting on his desk.
“Hey man, could you do me an enormous favor?” he asked. “Could you take a picture of my dick?”
Too stunned to move, I nodded and grabbed his iPhone. My own rock-hard cock was thankfully concealed in my jeans and tight boxer briefs.
Clark kept stroking his dick for a few more seconds as it strained the fabric of his boxers.
“Hey buddy, would you mind getting closer to the ground? I want the angle to make Natalie and Veronica think about sucking it.”
I knew in that moment that I should have said no; that I should have bolted from the room or told Clark to fuck off. But for some reason, I found myself dropping to the floor, iPhone in hand, ready to do Clark’s bidding.