Date: Fri, 4 Aug 2006 08:58:09 -0700 (PDT)
From: Harry Rod <harryrod575@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Exhibitionist Roommate - Chapter 18

Note from Tim: When I asked Harry to tell my story, I didn't realize what a
rollercoaster of emotions I went through until I read back through my blogs
of the time.  I felt I had to share what I went through, because it is what
makes me, me.  It is all the stuff that ripped my mind apart, tormented me,
torture me, created passion in me, produced some unbelievable orgasms and
mind blowing experiences, but ultimately made me the man I am.  Mike knew I
had to go through that stuff and pushed me and pulled me through it all.  I
think it was worth it.

Now back to the story -

I couldn't fathom life after this, but I had made a promise and I had to
follow through.  I gripped the door knob, and thought about how fucked up
my life had become since having an exhibitionist roommate and then I turned
the knob.  I fought the tears that wanted to flow, again and began to pull
on the door when I felt a hand on my shoulder.

"You don't have to do that.  It was just a test to see how much you would
stand by your word," Mike was so proud, I thought he was going to bust a
gut and I lost it then and there and grabbed him and put my head on his
shoulder and began to sob.  He gripped me tightly and held me close, patted
my back and made soothing sounds.

He let me get it all out and then pushed back on my shoulders, looking me
in the eyes.  I was a mess, snot running down my blotchy face.  Mike
smiled, reached over grabbed a pair of my rarely used boxers and wiped my
face with it.

When I got it together, I said, "Asshole!" and pushed him away.  I was
frustrated and mad.  I had thought I was going to ruin my life and had
accepted that and then got a reprieve but it had all be one of his fucking
tests!

"What you wanted to go down to the cafeteria, naked and jerk off for
everyone that is down there?"  He said holding my shoulders and I attempted
to pull away from him.

"No!  Asshole!  Quit playing with me!  I am not a toy!  I am a man!"  I
snuffed up some snot and said, "And I like you!" I pulled myself together
and said, "I thought I liked you, but you keep fucking with my mind!"

"Tim, I like you more than I have every liked anyone else and I want you to
know everything and experience everything and be everything you can be ^Ö
isn't that a commercial?"  He tried to get me to laugh but I wasn't there,
I was still pissed.  He shook my shoulders again and said, "Look at me, if
I didn't care about you, would I put you through this stuff?"

"I don't know, but it sucks!"

"Does it suck as well as you do?" he tried again to get me to laugh.

But I wouldn't be swayed, "What is Bart going to do with the pictures?"

Mike did laugh this time, "He is going to give you and me a copy and then
keep a copy to jack off with!"  He saw the look in my eye, "And no one
else, right, Bart?"

"Right," he said smiling.

"Is that okay," Mike asked.

"I guess, but I don't want other people seeing them," I said, still not
mollified.

"I thought you were okay with people knowing you liked guys?" he asked
seriously.

"Well, that a bit different than have picture of yourself sucking cock,
licking ass and jerking off plastered all over the net." I said, trying to
be rational in the midst of his seeming irrationality.

"You mean you would rather go down and put on a public sex show where lots
of people could see you, rather than risk the slim possibility of someone
recognizing you on some gay porn site?"

I didn't know how to respond to that, he was fucking with my mind again.

"Okay, do you forgive me yet?" Mike asked, still holding my shoulders and
looking into my eyes.

I looked down and didn't say anything.

"Well, do you?"

"Mike, yes, I forgive you.  I can't stay mad at you, but you can sure be an
asshole sometimes!"

He laughed, pulled me in close and gave me another big hug and squeeze.
Then he moved back, leaned in and kissed me gently on the lips.  I looked
up and saw his eyes welling up a bit.

He let go of me, wiped his eyes and then looked at me, "Are you ready for
dinner now?"  He paused, "And we can even put on clothes before we go
down."

"How about you go down without clothes?" I suggested.

"Okay," and he walked over to the door and opened it, "let's go."

I wasn't ready to do that, but it sure turned me on to think of Mike doing
it.  I stood there open mouthed as a couple of guys walked by the open
door, looking at 2 naked guys and one not standing in our room.  They
looked at each other and then moved on.  I grabbed my shorts and threw Mike
his, "Get dressed.  I don't feel like sharing you with anyone, right now."

Mike closed the door and put on his shorts, then a t-shirt and his flip
flops as I dressed.

Bart said, "Can I join you for dinner?"

"Sure," Mike said, "if it is okay with Tim."

Bart made a pout puppy dog face and batted his eyes at me.  I laughed and
said, "Sure."

I still didn't say much as we headed downstairs, got our food and found a
table.  Then Mike asked, "So what are you doing tonight?"

Then it dawned on me all that I had planned.  I looked at the clock on the
wall, 5:15.

I looked at Mike and then looked down.  "Mike, I set up an appointment with
the guy who wanted me to take his pictures at 6:30 and the at 8 with the
guy from the other class who wants to "study" with me."  I paused for a
moment, "Then there is a guy who I met in the men's room, that wants to
hook up with me tomorrow."  Timmy was swelling at all the anticipated
action.  "And you can come along to the 6:30 one, he said it was okay."

"When are you going to get back into the studying mode?"  Mike asked,
reaching over and squeezing my thigh.

I jerked upright and looked at him, "You are the one that started this."
Then I looked around and lowered my voice, "I know, I feel like I am just
like one of those girls in high school that gets a reputation for being
easy, saying yes to every guy that asks."

"You mean like a slut?" Mike asked.

I blushed and looked at Bart, who was putting food in his mouth so he
wouldn't laugh, or so I supposed.

"Yeah," I admitted.

"And then you have that trip to the lake with your cousin this weekend.
You leave when Friday night?"

"Oh, fuck!"  I said, "I am never going to get any studying done."  I looked
over at Mike and said, "And I can't concentrate in class.  I spend the time
either checking out the guys in the class or thinking of what you have done
to me or I have done with you.  And checking out the guys in class is what
got me into the two appointments tonight."

"Oh, so now they are appointments and not dates?" Mike asked, kidding me,
again.

"Shut the fuck up!"  I smiled, "I wouldn't talk.  You have been hooking up
with guys left and right."

He smiled and nodded, "Yes and more so, since you decided to join me, just
so you could get more exposure, so to speak."  He looked at Bart and
smiled.  "But I still have my 3.0 grade point, still going to class and
still doing my assignments."

"When do you find time to do assignments?" I said, thinking of all the time
we had spent together during the last week or so.

"I go to the library between classes and work on them." He said and then
took a fork full of food.

"I thought you went to the library to expose yourself and jerk off," I said
and then realized that Bart was still sitting with us and looked at him.

Bart smiled, "That's where I first met Mike."

Mike smiled as well, "Yeah, it iss.  But I do get some studying done there.
And besides a good wank helps me get my concentration back."

"Well then, maybe I should get to cum more often, so I can concentrate on
my class work." I grumbled.

Mike and Bart both laughed so loud that several people in the cafeteria
turned to look at them.  I think I blushed then.

"Maybe you are right," Mike said as he put his hand in my lap and squeezed
my cock.

I grabbed his hand and pushed it away, "And that isn't helping." I said in
a whisper to him, now conscious of the people sitting around us.

"Okay, so we will go to this 6:30 appointment for an hour, then you go to
your 8 pm.  And by the way, I am trying not to be jealous of this "study"
partner.  But when you get home you are hitting the books for a couple of
hours and then tomorrow when you head off to the lake you are taking your
books with you and you have to promise me you will spend at least 3 hours a
day, Saturday and Sunday doing your work."  He thought for a moment and
said, "And this guy you are supposed to meet at the toilet, let's pass on
him tomorrow and do him another day.  You need to concentrate on school!"

"Yes, Mother." I said and smiled.  I thought about my cousin.  I wanted to
share what I had gone through with him, but knew I couldn't because I had
no idea what his thoughts would be on it.  He would probably hate me and
want to come home if I told him.  Man, my life had become more complicated
recently.

But Mike was right; I had to get my school work in line.  It is why I was
here.  Well, at least part of the reason, I thought as I reached over and
squeezed Mike's cock and looked him in the eye.  He didn't flinch or move,
just smiled.  "Like what you feel?" he said as he added another forkful to
his mouth.

"Yes," I said looking from him to Bart, who was smiling, figuring out what
was going on.

"Good, you can do that anytime you want."  He was so cool with these
things.  "So tell me about this guy we are going to photograph tonight."
He stopped talking, thought for a moment and then laughed, "You can use
some of the techniques that Bart used on you."  He laughed again.

"First, I doubt that he will suck cock and eat ass and second, you will be
there as well."

"I am just going as an observer.  I want to see this guy who likes to have
people look at him naked.  I have heard of such people and I want to know
more about this obsession to be naked in front of people," he said with
mock seriousness.

I squeezed his cock again and said, "Asshole!"

We finished up dinner and actually talked about classes and assignments as
we did.  Then we put our trays away and headed towards the exit.  Bart was
telling us he would see us later.  Then I leaned into him and asked, "And
when do I get to see you jerk off and suck cock?"

"Anytime you want to, as long as your `mom' approves," he said turning and
looking at Mike.

Mike laughed and then I did.  We did a three way hug and then broke.  Bart
headed out and Mike and I returned to our room.  We went and brushed our
teeth, combed our hair and got ready.  I thought, this IS like getting
ready for a date.  Mike grabbed his digital camera and we headed out.

I had the address and directions and knew it was within walking distance.
As we walked I asked Mike, "Do you ever do things with your brothers now?"

Mike smiled and said, "Yeah, whenever we are together something happens."
He smiled again, thought and then said, "Last time they came to visit we
went to the movies.  They bought the biggest sodas possible, one for each
of us.  They said we had to drink them down in the first 15 minutes and
then we were not allowed to leave the theatre until the movie was over.  I
knew what was coming as we had done similar things before.

"We had already had lots to drink with dinner, so I knew that if I drank
all of this I was going to have to take a piss.  This was the point, who
could hold out the longest without pissing their pants.  We took seats at
the top and back of the theatre and began sucking down these 72 ounce
sodas.  I was finished before the end of the previews.  After about 20
minutes or so, I couldn't concentrate on the movie I had to pee so bad.

"I was sitting between my brother and each had a hand lying on my crotch
and I had one in each of theirs.  This was so we could tell when the other
one let loose.  The one who pissed first was the loser."

"What were you wearing?" I asked wanting to know but not wanting to break
the flow of the story.

"Jeans, it was too cold for shorts at that time.  I didn't know when the
movie started that it was a 3 hour movie.  An hour in, I was squirming in
my seat, I needed to go badly.  My brothers just sat there.  At two hours,
I thought I was going to bust.

"15 minutes later, I couldn't hold it any longer and thought I would just
let a little out to relieve the pressure and my brothers wouldn't notice.
Yeah, like that was going to happen.  First of all once I let a little
slip, there was no turning off the tap, it just kept flowing and with their
hands in my lap there was no getting it past them.

"They squeezed my crotch a bit, letting me know that they knew I had lost
the bet.  So then I just let it go, flooding the seat and my pants.  I felt
them let go as well.  They had just been holding off for someone to lose.
I looked at both of them and they were smiling.

"I actually got to see the end of the movie and wondered what had gone on
in the first parts because I had been fighting the urge and not
concentrating on the movie."

"How did you get out of the theatre without everyone noticing your
condition?" I wondered.

"Unless you were close enough to smell us, the jeans just looked a darker
shade of blue.  However, my tennis shoes did squish a bit as I walked from
the piss that had collected in them.  When we got to the car, my brother
wouldn't let us get in with wet pants, so with the car doors open, he made
us strip out of our jeans and boxer briefs.  Part of my penalty for losing
was to put the jeans in the trunk ^Ö and being naked from the waist down ^Ö
left me quite exposed when I did that.  Then I had to wear the boxer briefs
over my head as we drove back."

"You said, `part of your penalty,' what was the rest?"

He laughed, "And people say you are slow.  Nothing gets passed you.  I had
to be the meat in their sandwich."

"Huh?"

He laughed again.  "That means that when we got back, one got to fuck me
while I had to suck the other one.  I was sandwiched between them,
servicing both of them at the same time."

"Whoa!"  I said, "That is so incredible!  With your brothers?!"

"Yeah, but first I had to strip down in the driveway, gather up all the wet
clothes and carry them into the garage," Mike said with a big smile on his
face.

"Yes, but you loved it, didn't you?" I said punching his shoulder.

"I think if any neighbor saw, they were so used to it, they would just
shake their heads."  He thought for a moment, "You know," and he grinned
really wide, "my next oldest brother, Mark, is coming to visit next
weekend.  You will get to meet him and then you can decide if you want to
fool around with us."

I thought for a moment, "You mean, I would get to decide if I wanted to do
something for a change?" and poked him again.

He laughed, "Well, with Mark, who is worse than I am about those kinds of
things, you never know."

We had arrived at the guys place. I was nervous about the whole thing, but
Mike, as usual was confident and ready for anything.  I knocked on his
apartment door and realized I had no clue what his name was.  I really was
a slut!  He opened the door and smiled.  He was wearing sweatpants, a
t-shirt and socks.  He held out his hand and said, "Hi, I am Josh.  Come
in."

"Hi, Josh, I am Tim and this is Mike." I said shaking his hand and
introducing Mike.  They shook hands.

Then there was an awkward silence for a moment and then Josh said, "So you
guys want to take picture of me." He smiled, apparently not nervous at all.

Mike said, "Yes, Tim here will direct you and I will take the pictures."
He paused for a minute and then said, "Do you want a copy of the pictures
when we are done?"

Josh smiled, "That would be great."

"Good, well if there is something in particular you want a picture of, just
let us know," Mike said as he took the camera out of the case and turned it
on.

"Okay, I will.  What would you like me to do first?" he looked at me.

I swallowed and was still nervous, but managed, "Let's start with just some
picture of the way you are right now."

He stood, not in the least self-conscious of himself, and let Mike take
some pictures of him head to toe.  I moved around until Mike had all of him
in the picture and then had him turn around.  These were like the `before'
pictures.

He seemed very relaxed as I had him turn and he didn't mind Mike taking
pictures at all and I was free to just watch.  "Okay, take off your shirt,"
he reached arms across his chest and pulled up on the t-shirt.  "Okay, hold
it there," the shirt was up covering his face, but exposing his well
defined stomach, chest and hairy arm pits. Mike's camera flashed.  His
torso was smooth and hairless, except for the trail of hair leading from
his navel down into his sweat pants. His nipples were dime sized and just a
little bud of flesh.

His armpits were thick with the same dark colored hair as on his head, but
kinky and moist.

"Okay, go ahead take remove the shirt," I was beginning to swell and he had
only removed his shirt, but I was beginning to get into this.

He took the shirt off and threw in on the couch.  He stood there with a
broad smile on his face as Mike took pictures of him.  "Raise your arms
over your head and clasp your hands together.  Yes, that's good, now slowly
turn around."  I was enjoying the lines of his muscles, the little strips
of muscles below his pits, the lines of his six pack abs and then when he
turned, and I observed the look and lines of the muscles of his shoulders
and back.  And I saw the way the veins stood out on his arms.  And I wanted
to stick my nose in his armpit!

"Turn you head and be like you are checking out whether you need to shower
or not, smell your pit."  He turned his head to the right and put his nose
into his pit and inhaled.  "How does it smell?" I asked him.

"Like I will need a shower soon.  You want to smell it?" he said, offering
his pit to me.  Mike, standing behind him, motioned for me to go for it.  I
mean he was offering, right?  So I moved over close to him and leaned in,
closed my eyes and sniffed.  Wow, that was incredible, the sweat and soap
and musk, what a great smell.  I inhaled again.  "You like that?"

I blushed.  Damn, I had to get that in control.  "Nice," I said managing to
keep a level tone to my voice.

"Okay, now take off your sweats, but do it nice and slow, so Mike can get a
series of pictures.  And turn slowly throughout the process, so he can get
all angles of this."  Josh was obviously enjoying himself, he continued to
smile as he put his thumbs in the waistband of his sweats and began to push
them down.

First thing I noticed was that he was wearing a jock.  He brought the back
of his sweats down first exposing his ass to us.  It was one of those asses
with the concave section on each cheek as he flexed.  There was just a
touch of fine hair coating it, leading to a darker line along his crack.
The off white of the straps contrasted with the stark white of his skin.
He had a tan from the waist up, but had a stark white ass.

Once he had uncovered his ass completely and turned completely around, he
began to push the front down exposing the pouch of the jock.  It was
obviously a well worn jock and yellowed with age and use.  The pouch was
full and I could see the outline of his cock through the material as he
continued to pull down his sweats.  Public hairs sprouted along the edges
of the pouch and increased in number as more of the pouch was exposed.
Finally, the sweats were below the pouch and there was no doubt that Josh
was well endowed here as well as other places.

He saw my stares and smiled, "Yes, I often get that reaction when I take
off my gym shorts in the locker room."

"Ah, what sports do you play," I managed to ask, looking up to his face and
then back down to his crotch.

"Well, I like them all, but I do some track, and baseball and I am the
quarterback for the college football team."  He smiled as I looked up a
bit, shocked.  I had the quarterback stripping for me and letting us take
pictures of him!

He let the sweats drop to the floor and I saw the same dark hair from his
arms and pits covering his legs, something that had attracted my attention
to him in the first place.  He stepped out of the sweats and stood there
turning slowly so Mike could get shots from all sides.

"Uhmm, would you get down in position, like you were a lineman or
something," trying to come up with something and sound coherent and still
drink in his body.

"Sure," he bent at the knees, put one hand on the floor and looked straight
ahead.  Mike's camera continued to flash.

"Good, now do it facing towards Mike."  He turned and I got a look at his
furry crack as he bent over and I smiled ^Ö nice.

"Now it's time you take off the jock," I said, trying not to physically
lick my lips.  I wanted to see his cock!

He did it just he would if he was in the locker room, he put his thumbs in
the waistband and pushed it down and stepped out of it.  He stood up
holding the jock in his right hand and looked at me looking at him.  He
smiled again.  "Like what you see?"

I nodded, keeping my eyes on his cock.  It was at least 5 inches soft and
thick as it hung down over to low-hanging, large balls.  His cock was
surrounded by thick dark kinky hair and a light fuzz of it covered his
balls.  He adjusted himself unselfconsciously, and let us drink him in.
The thin trail of hair from his navel ran down and joined the nest of hair,
crossing the line between tan and white.  He also had a tan line where the
bottom of his shorts or swim trunks must end and the white stretch in
between.

He turned slowly around, moving his arms up and behind his head as he did
it, giving us full view of everything.  Man, he was great!  Josh dropped
his jock and sat down on the couch and brought his feet up for inspection,
removing a sock an then spreading his toes and showing us the veins and
small hairs on the top of his feet and toes.  He ran his fingers around
each toe and between then and then down to the next one.

When he finished he stood again, stretched and then scratched at his cock
and balls.  Even Mike seemed to be in awe as he took the pictures.

"So do you want to see it hard?"

"Yes," Mike and I said at the same time and Josh laughed.

"I can get hard without touching myself," he said proudly.

We stood and watched as his cock swelled and lengthened.  Every time I
thought he wouldn't grow anymore he did.  It rose up and finally, pointed
up and jerked.  It was at least 10 inches long and thick, I swear it was as
thick as a beer can.  He must have liked the look on my face because he
smiled and said, "You like it?"

"Yeah," I sighed.  Mike took pictures of him and got close ups of it.

"Want to watch me stroke?" he asked looking me in the eye.

I nodded and he said, "Yes, there were always guys in high school, my
dorms, etc., that wanted to see me stroke.  I love showing it off and I
love the reaction it gets when guys lay their eyes on it.  I have won bets
on how big it is, the fact that I can get it hard without touching it and
that I can shoot about 3 feet without having my hands on my cock."  He had
gripped his cock and began to slowly stroke it.  I loved how the skin moved
as he stroked, how it swelled in his hand and how the head flared out like
a giant mushroom.

Mike continued to take pictures, as I saw the flashes as I continued to
stare at this huge pole.  He wrapped two hands around it and stroked it and
sighed.  I must have licked my lips because he asked, "Do you want to taste
it?" he smiled as he looked at me.  "I know it is too big to suck, but lots
of guys have asked to taste it.  I don't mind, so if you want to, go ahead.
He walked over to me and I was mesmerized.  I couldn't take my eyes off of
it.  He brought it up close to my face and I opened my mouth, stuck out my
tongue as tasted it.

Once I did that I wanted more.  As I went in for more, a big drop of precum
came out of the wide piss slit.  I lapped it up and worked the tip of my
tongue into his piss slit, tasting as much of him as possible.  He moaned.
Mike got pictures of that, but then Josh said, "No pictures of guys sucking
on my cock.  I don't want those kinds of pictures spread around."

He looked at Mike, "You want to taste it as well?"

Mike looked up from his kneeling position and said, "Yes, please."  Josh
moved over in front of Mike and offered him his rod.  Mike closed his eyes
and took the whole mushroom head in his mouth.  It just barely fit, but you
could see his tongue moving against the inside of his mouth as he tried to
swirl it around the huge head.  I heard him sigh around the head.

He licked the head and into the piss slit as he removed his mouth from the
head.  Josh sighed and said, "Yeah, you guys seem to understand what a guy
wants."  He moved back.  "Most girls won't even try to suck it and some are
afraid even to let me fuck them."

He thought for a moment and then added, "But most guys that suck the head
want more and several have wanted me to fuck them.  You guys ever been
fucked?"

I looked at Mike and then back to Josh and he said, "No, I don't want to
fuck either one of you.  Not that it wouldn't be fun; guys seem to really
like taking a ride on this.  It is just I don't want to interfere with the
photo session.  You guys look like you would enjoy it, so if you want set
it up for another time, I would be up for that."  He didn't say it in an
arrogant way, just rather matter-of-factly.

Mike smiled and said, "He just got fucked for the first time last night."

Josh looked at me and said, "Is that true?"

I blushed again and said, "Yes."

"How about you?" he looked at Mike.

"Yes, lots of times and I might just want to take you up on your offer.  I
would like to take that monster up my ass."  He smiled as he said it and I
knew he meant it.

"Okay, let's get back to the pictures.  I am going to sit back over here on
the couch and rub one off and you can continue to take your pictures.  Then
I am going to take a piss.  I always have to piss after I cum, then I am
going to take a shower and you guys can stay and take as many pictures as
you want while I do those things."  He looked us and smiled, "You two are
pretty good guys.  I hope you are enjoying this, but I get off on anyone
watching me, especially when I am naked and especially when I am stroking
off."

He had moved to the couch and laid back diagonally on it, legs dangling off
one end and his back leaning in the other corner.  Then he grasped his dick
with his right hand and began stroking.  He didn't close his eyes, he kept
looking from Mike to me as he stroked.  I could tell it was turning him on,
especially as Mike's camera flashed.  He cock began to ooze precum which he
smeared all over the head of his cock.

He had a different way of stroking than I had seen Mike or the other guys
use.  He would stroke and on the out stroke he would rub his thumb over the
head of his cock.  He began to moan soon and really began increasing his
pace.  He continued on with his stroking increasing the pace.

His balls began to draw up and his legs tensed and I saw a sheen of sweat
appear on his forehead.  Then I heard a groan building and him start to
really tense up.  He released his cock and put his hand behind his head.
Then he released his breath and began to shoot.  And shoot he did, huge
blasts of cum across his chest and up across his face, six or seven
streams.  Like his cock was going to go on forever.  He moaned again.  And
his whole body relaxed and he sighed.  That had been amazing he had cum
without having his hand on his cock!

He reached down and squeezed out the last drops of cum and Mike got good
shots of this.  He smiled widely and said, "Fellows, that was nice.  I like
having people watch me doing that, and I don't get to do that too often, so
thanks guys."  He smiled again.

He picked up his jock and wiped up his cum.  I have to give Mike credit he
never stopped taking pictures.  I would have gotten sidetracked on watching
Josh do his thing and forgotten about the pictures.

Of course my shorts were tented up as I sat there and it didn't escape
Josh's notice either.  "Looks like you enjoyed that too.  I am glad.  If
you want to rub one out while I shower, go right ahead.  I have seen plenty
of guys jack off while watching me."  He smiled.  What an easy going guy!

Mike shook his head, but I noticed his shorts were tented as well as he
followed Josh into the bathroom.  Mike took pictures as Josh let loose a
torrent of piss, flooding the toilet bowl, or at least it sounded that way.
He sighed a bit as he finished, didn't shake his cock and turned to start
the shower.

I went in and watched as Mike took pictures of Josh showering.  It was
amazing to see the water sluicing down his finely chiseled body and how it
matted down his hair.  He turned towards the camera and always smiling he
soaped up his cock and balls and washed them well.  I thought he was going
to get hard as much attention as he was paying to them, but they remain
soft.  He stretched his ball sack down and out as the warmth relaxed the
tissue until his balls hung even lower than they had when we first saw
them.

He smiled again as he looked up to see us watching and taking pictures.  He
certainly did enjoy showing off.  He was like the hetero version of Mike.
He turned off the shower, grabbed a towel and proceeded to dry himself.
Mike got several great shots of him scrubbing his crotch with the towel and
my favorite him drying his hair leaving his pits, body and crotch open for
viewing.

When Josh finished drying he said, "Well, fellows, that's the show and
unless you want to jerk off while I stand naked in front of you, then I
guess that's it.  Tim did you enjoy the show?  Of course, from the looks of
your shorts you did!  I hope you did.  You seem like a nice kid in class
and the way you almost drooled looking up my shorts in class was cute."  I
blushed and looked at Mike, who was just smiling as much as Josh.

He turned to Mike, "And any time you want to take me up on that offer to
ride the monster, just have Tim tell me in class and I'll set it up."  He
had walked back into the living room.  He casual scratched himself as he
stood talking.  Then he reached over and picked up his cum covered jock.
"Here Tim, a souvenir for you," snd he tossed me the jock.  I caught it and
brought it to my nose and inhaled.  Wow, what a great smell.

"Thanks!" was all I could manage.

Josh shook our hands and led us to the door, as he let us out a neighbor
guy was coming out of his apartment.  He said, "I saw the camera flashes
Josh.  Another photo session?"  Then he looked at Mike and I, "Doesn't he
put on a good show?"  He looked us up and down, saw our obvious response,
smiled and said, "Yes, I guess he did.  He seems to have that effect on
some guys."  He turned and went down the stairs.

I was still blushing, but Mike just smiled as usual.  Once more we shook
hands.  I told Josh, I'd see him in class and he smiled and said, "I am
sure you will be "seeing" plenty in class."  He waved and stood naked in
the doorway, backlit by the lights in his living room as we headed down the
stairs and out.

"He was one wild exhibitionist," Mike said.

"This from you!" I laughed.

Mike walked a bit further and then said, "You want to jerk off?"

I looked around and said, "You mean right here?"

"Yeah, you and I stand over there in the shadow of that building and just
whip it out and beat off.  Or you can jerk me while I jerk you."

I looked to see if he was serious.  I couldn't tell if this was another of
my roommate's tests or if he was serious.  Man, life was interesting with
an exhibitionist roommate.

Again, I have to seriously thank those of you that write with comments,
suggestions and pictures.  I reply to all except flames and then even to
those sometimes!  :o) harryrod575@yahoo.com

Have fun

harry