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I flinched as the pressure on my cock shifted and the relentless massage of my balls made me reach for the wall. Watching my foreskin move back and forth, stroked by an invisible force was getting me there. I was close, and it took all my focus not to fall over.

“He swallowed it.”

“He – swallowed – what?” I asked, eyes closed, enjoying wave after wave of pleasure. No toy had ever done this before.

“His cum. After he jacked off thinking about your cock.”

“But has he even seen it hard?” Did he really swallow?

“Just chill out. It can’t hurt to show him a little more.”

I vaguely heard the footsteps in the hall, the bedroom door open, and my name from the lips of the college soccer god that was my roommate, but Jake was relentless. It felt like an entire team of men was manhandling my cock and balls and it was heaven on earth.

“Oops, we didn’t lock the door.”

My eyes opened as slowly as the bathroom door. Through the cloud of steam that escaped, Mateo Decker stepped in and he looked straight at my cock.

Time froze. I swore Teo said something about my body, but I wasn’t paying enough attention. I was about to cum.

“Why don’t you take a closer look, Mateo?”

I watched as Teo not only listened to Jake, but walked forward, knelt down, opened his mouth and held himself over the edge of the tub. He was inches away from engulfing my swollen and about-to-spill cockhead in between the lips I’d dreamt of kissing.

“I’m cumming!”

CHAPTER 15

MATEO

I don’t know what made me do it. Okay, that was a lie. Thoughts of Zach had just consumed me lately, and here he was, in all his beauty, hard and ready to spill. It was like my fingers flipped a switch inside of me last night.

Technically, I had these feelings for a while. Maybe my whole life? But it was just now that I was finally acknowledging them. When Zach grabbed my hair – his hard cock erupting inside my mouth – it was a weird feeling, but still really good.

Holy bucket loads!

Zach came so much, and I tried to swallow what I could–wanting to impress him–but I was perhaps a little too eager in my decision-making process. A lot of it spilled out of my mouth and dripped down my chin.

I could tell the moment Zach’s orgasm let his brain take back over.

“Oh my God, oh my God. What is happening?”

And not gonna lie, I started to wonder the same thing, but before he totally lost it, I said, “It’s okay, Zach. I knew what I was doing.”

We made eye contact, but his gaze dropped to my chin and I watched his eyes move back and forth a little.

“What is it?” I asked.

“You, uh…have some of my cum dangling.”

I smiled and wiped it off. I thought it might kill him if I licked it off, so I just smeared it on my fingers. “Thanks.”

“So…”

I couldn’t help but glance down at his softening erection. At its largest, it was way bigger than mine, maybe twice the size. It seemed his lecture about growers and showers earlier in the semester was personal. I wanted to say good things do come in small packages, but I didn’t want this to be any more awkward than it already was, so instead I asked if he wanted to shower.

Zach nodded, then immediately turned and bent over to unplug the tub. I took a long look at his bare ass since I had only ever seen it for a second or two before, then walked over to turn the water on for us.

I pulled off my shirt and dropped my pants, so it was just a thong I was wearing when Zach realized I was taking my clothes off.