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Monday

Finn reached out his right hand, spread out his fingers, then gently slid down his index finger with his left thumb and index. He moved down slowly, methodically, until all three fingertips touched for a moment. Then, again, he moved back to the base of his finger to repeat his gentle caress. For a moment, his eyes met with Mike. After feeling the burning of Jay’s eyes, Finn darted his eyes back towards the professor lecturing in the front of the class. Finn was a Freshman in College, 19. Mike, a Junior, was 21.

Before long, Finn’s eyes returned to Mike. First, shyly, he glanced at his feet. His black Converse were loosely tied and opened up at the top. Following the Nike swoosh on his white sock, Finn came to his honey colored skin, darkened from the sun. Finn continued up his lean, but well -defined calf. His eyes quickened as he moved to view his maroon colored basketball shorts, only lingering to see any sign of his manhood when his eyes met his crotch. With no luck, Finn’s eyes returned to his notes, before gazing down at his own black shorts. Formerly unaware of how much his erection was tenting his shorts, he rushed his hand down to grab his cock and adjust it to a less noticeable position. He sat up slightly and twisted his back to check to see if anyone saw it. He was in the last row, but with people to his left, away from Mike, he still checked if anyone’s eyes might have wandered. Comfortable now, he adjusted again, grabbing his pencil and starring towards the professor again. Out of the corner of his eye, however, he noticed movement from Mike. His eyes peaked over—certain not to move his head—and saw Mike’s hand dig into his crotch to adjust his dick. To Finn’s amazement, the maroon shorts allowed his to see, ever so lightly, the outline of Mike’s flaccid penis. It was like a spark of fire, Finn remembered and lusted over the sight, but it was gone too quickly to make out or see in any meaningful way. Finn still yearned for more; his cock throbbed as his body ached for Mike’s. Mike was about the same height as Finn, roughly 6 foot, but had wider shoulders and a gorgeous toned, skinny, and tan body. Finn had been lusting over him for some time now. On the second day of classes, Finn moved from the front row to the last to sit by his crush. Even still, Finn had yet to say a word to Mike. He tried, but when his eyes met Mike’s light brown eyes he was caught in a trance.

An uproar broke Finn’s drifting, lustful mind. With the class bustling to pack up their things, Finn realized class was now over. He quickly shoved his things in his backpack and almost stood up. Two things stopped him, however. All the people to his left were already walking behind him and Mike. This was a good fortune, as Finn also remembered he was still very hard. He shot back down into his seat to wait till his classmates left. Then, he stood up, trying his best to block his bulge with the light jacket he had with him.

“It’s so annoying when they do that”, Mike complained to Finn.

Finn’s heart dropped and his throat dried. Somehow, he managed to speak, “Yeah everyday it’s the worst, haha”.

“Totally”, Mike responded.

Mike reached for his backpack, which was on the seat and the only thing blocking Finn and him. After throwing it over his shoulder, his eyes widened as he saw Finn’s cock, which traveled up to his hip and was only slightly obstructed by Finn’s jacket. Finn, as fast as he could manage, slid his jacket down to cover more of his shaft, but the damage was done.

“Hahaha, I understand that man. This class is way too boring not to have your dick act up,” Mike said.

Stunned by his casualness, Finn could only stare back at him in amazement.

“Okay, then, I’ll see you Wednesday. My name is Mike, by the way.”
“Yeah Wednesday. Also, I’m Finn”

Shocked he could manage to say that, Finn packed up the rest of his stuff and was the last to leave the classroom.

Wednesday

Finn woke up earlier than normal for his 10 am class with Mike. His roommate was already gone, so he knew he would have both times to look nice for Mike—if there was any chance, he was into guys like Finn—and also, Finn would now have time to jerk off. For the past two days, Finn’s embarrassment only grew. Finn knew that he could cum now, he would be unafraid of getting another boner for Mike during class. After taking a quick shower, Mike laid his towel down on his bed. His dorm room was small, his roommate and him each had a twin bed that were only 10 feet apart and the door opened up right to his bed. Obviously, jerking off was a cautious activity, as his privacy could be interrupted in a moment’s notice. Knowing his roommate was in class, however, Finn felt confident as he laid his body on his bed and began to stroke his dick. He looked down at his toned, pale chest and abs. He used to swim but now had to work out on his own, which led to him adding more muscle on his lean swimmer’s body. He liked how he looked, but envied Mike’s lean, tan body and wide frame. Within a few minutes of stroking his cut 6-inch cock, Finn envisioned his classmate’s cock over and over again. His hips began to rock, and he could feel an orgasm building deep inside of him. His phone rang. It was his Mom, checking in during her work break. Frustrated he pulled his hand away from his rock-hard dick. A string of precum stretched from his hand off of his cock. He shook it off and sat up to answer his Mom’s call.

Rushing through the call, Finn finally hung up, but his class started in 25 minutes, which meant his roommate’s would be ending soon. Knowing he couldn’t go to class this horny, he shook his cock to harden it and closed his eyes, picturing Mike again. Now he was standing up and leaning with one hand on his closet and the other hand, now, feverishly stroking his shaft. His body began to tense up again and he didn’t even worry about shooting his load on the ground. Even closer to cumming than before, Finn’s roommate could be heard jangling his keys outside the door.

“Fuck”, he exclaimed, “give me a second I’m getting dressed from my shower.”
Quickly, Finn threw on light blue basketball shorts, ignoring underwear, and gave his roommate the all clear. The towel on the bed and tissues didn’t hid his deed from his roommate very well, as he rolled his eyes as he threw his backpack down. After throwing on a t-shirt and grabbing his things, Finn left in shame on his way to class. His cock, while softening, was still swaying under his shorts as Finn rushed down the stairs.

***
Finn arrived before Mike and sat in the same seat.
“Yo, Finn,” Mike said, slightly startling Finn.
“Hey, what’s good”
“Nothing much, just can’t wait for this class to be over”
They continued in small talk, a first for them before class.

Mike was wearing a long sleeve white shirt that hung over his wide shoulders and fell towards dark blue joggers he had on. While little skin was out, his hands, face and neck, looked only tanner and his black hairs looked more prominent.

Class began and all was uneventful, until Finn looked down at his shorts to see a small dark stain. Knowing he hadn’t peed since putting them on, he knew it was precum that leaked out of his cock after his failed jerk off attempt. Fuck, he thought to himself. He thought he should go to the bathroom and try to get it out, knowing that, at minimum, it would give him an excuse for having what could be a water stain on his shorts. Before that though, he tried to get it out with his finger. This was to no avail, except to reinvigore his hard on from before. Before he could react, his cock was hard again. He had nearly no chance to hid it. Without underwear it bobbed up and was clearly defined in his light shorts. He whispered “shit” out loud and tried to tuck it under his waistband. As Finn made his move, Mike whispered over, “ah again, man”. Shocked, Finn stopped, cock in hand. “Oh,” Mike said, lightly, as he pulled back from Finn. Confused, Finn looked down again to see another, larger, precum stain appeared. His face beet red, Finn got up and rushed to the bathroom. He entered the empty bathroom, as during class times it was mostly unoccupied. Finn went to the urinal and began to use water and his hand to get the stain out. Slowly, his cock was softening, and the stain was coming out. Then, the door opened. He tried to appear normal but, before he could, he froze upon seeing Mike.
“Ah how’s it going”, Mike said softly
“Uh…uh, um, I’m fine”, Finn somehow managed to say.
“Yeah I didn’t know if you were trying to crank one out in here, I might have joined you haha”
Mike then grabbed his crotch and shook his hand up and down, exposing his own cock’s outline through his pants. It looked longer, but skinnier than Finn’s, and remained hard, tenting his joggers as he took his hand off of his junk. Nearly drooling, Finn barely realized how hard he was becoming again.
“Nice,” Mike said as he moved his hand from his own junk towards Finn’s. Before Finn could say anything, Mike’s hand was on his cock, through his shorts. Finn’s eye’s closed and rolled back in pleasure, as he let out a soft moan. Mike’s large hand pushed down on Finn’s dick and moved his hand slowly over his cock and balls. Mike and Finn stared deeply at each other, as Mike moved down Finn’s cock for the 5th or so time. Suddenly, however, Finn felt, once again, his muscles flex. He gasped as he felt pleasure building deeper and stronger than it had before. “Wai-,” Finn sighed, but before he could, he moaned, loudly and with all his breath. His hips then thrusted his body deeper into Mike’s hand. Finally, a rush of cum burst from within Finn. Mike continued, as Finn shot again. Finn held himself up with the wall and looked up at Mike.
“Wow, you must have really needed to bust”
“Oh, I’m so sorry, fuck”
“Oh, well no I’m sorry I couldn’t much help you with your mess”
Finn looked down and his shorts were soaked in cum. Mike offered to get Finn’s things from the lecture hall. After tossing him his backpack, Finn, still silent didn’t know what to do.
“Hey,” Mike said, “maybe Friday you could hold it back some and we could both have some fun.”
Stunned, with cum-soaked shorts, and his backpack in hand, Finn smiled as he headed back to his dorm.