Not In A Gay Way

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"Does this look okay to you?" Jason asked me, and turned his phone around to show me a perfect view of inside his shorts.

"What the fuck, man?" I scoffed, staring at his long, flaccid pole and acting as though it didn't turn me on endlessly, "how should I know?"

"I just don't know whether to send it hard or soft. What would you do?" The six foot four, muscular jock asked, looking confused as he twisted his head at the phone.

"Girls don't even like dick pics" I explained, "she'll block you if you send that".

"You're right" the blond haired hunk nodded, "it needs to be hard".

I rolled my eyes and pretended to scroll through my phone as my roommate began tugging at himself down his shorts.

We'd been sharing a room for nearly a year now. He was nineteen, just a few months older than me, but built like a fucking olympic athlete. His arms bulged almost as much as his thick thighs, and his ass was the best I'd ever seen.

Naturally of course, my dirty secret remained hidden throughout the course of our friendship, and the only times I allowed myself to dwell on how fucking hot my roommate was, was on the rare occasions I found myself alone in the dorm room, with one of his sweat drenched, cum soaked jockstraps. Oh yeah, I'd been huffing his musky underwear for months now, ever since I realised that he used them as a cum rag.

Other than that, I was as masculine as any of the rest of them. I played basketball instead of football though, which meant I was much leaner than the other guys, especially Jason.

"Alright, how about now?" He asked, and I faked a grimace as he showed me his large, meaty erection on his phone.

Fuck it I thought.

"Bro you need a better angle than that" I laughed, "do you think she's gonna wanna see down your sweaty boxers?"

Jason pondered it for a moment before nodding. As hot as the young man was, he lacked the gift of common sense, and so he stood up from his bed, walked to the mirror and dropped his shorts down his solid legs.

I stared at his ass in his tight boxer briefs and tried to cop a glance of his boner, but he kept his back to me instead, snapping away for a moment.

"Yeah, you were right" he nodded, "this one looks good".

I silently prayed that he'd show me. My cock was straining in my pants, but he sent it instead and lay back down on the bed, seemingly very impressed with himself.

The two of us lay in silence for a while, both flicking through the various social media sites until Jason growled.

"She fucking blocked me!" He barked, throwing the phone across the room, where it smashed into pieces against the wall.

Oh yeah, he was a bull of a guy, too.

"I told you" I sighed, "girls hate dick pics".

"That's such bullshit bro, I love when girls send me pictures of their–"

"Yeah, because you're a guy" I laughed, "what are you gonna do now?"

"Jerk off" he scoffed, "it's cheaper anyway".

The two of us laughed as Jason slipped his hand into his shorts.

"What, here?" I gasped, my head swimming slightly at the excitement of it.

"You wish" he joked, and scratched his heavy balls before pulling his hand back out, "wanna sniff?"

I scrunched my nose as he laughed and stood up, his boner had dwindled to a semi, but I could still see the bulge through the light fabric.

"I love you and all man" Jason continued from the bathroom, "but sometimes I wish I could just beat off whenever I want to".

I lay there imagining it and bit my bottom lip as I squeezed my straining cock through my pants. I wish you could, too I thought.

"If you were a chick, I'd be cranking them out every fucking minute!"

"You do know it would be weirder if I was a chick and you spent all day wanking, right?" I laughed as he returned with a piss patch on his shorts, "man, you have a lot to learn about women".

Jason pondered what I'd just said for a few minutes and turned to me.

"It would be weirder, wouldn't it?" He asked and I laughed and nodded my head.

"Yeah bro, besides the fact that she'd probably have you arrested".

Jason disregarded my last comment.

"So I could jerk off with you here?" He half asked, half announced.

A flurry of excited butterflies ripped around my stomach, but I shrugged instead.

"I guess".

"And you could too" he nodded, "it wouldn't be weird if we both did it, right?"

I was liking where this was going, but I was completely and utterly astonished by Jason's mind once again.

"I suppose not" I said, continuing to tap my phone, but paying full attention to him.

Jason went silent for a moment and when I looked back over at him, my eyes nearly bulged from my head. His seven inch cock was stiff and his large balls bounced as his fist slid up and down it. His other hand kept his shorts pulled down, and his head lay back on the pillow.

I stared at him in awe, watching as his large chest rose and fell and his cock became even harder.

"You weren't fucking around" I mouthed, though I don't think he heard me as he continued pummelling his meat.

I dropped my phone now and simply watched. My cock twitched and I realised that I'd just started something that would be very, very good for me.

I unzipped my pants as quietly as I could. I couldn't let anything ruin this for me. My boxer briefs were already wet with pre-cum when I reached my cock and melted into the pleasure of it all.

Jason glanced over, I caught him in my side eye, but by the time I looked back his eyes were closed again, and so I stared at his beautiful cock as I fucked my own hand.

"This is actually pretty smart" he grinned after a few minutes of unified wanking, "we should have done this a long time ago, then we wouldn't have had to hide from each other".

I ignored him. I don't think I'd ever reached climax as quick, but the sight of the half naked heartthrob made it very easy. Just as I felt the orgasm build in my nuts, Jason grunted and began to spray his abs with floods of hot cum.

He moaned, his toes curled and his large hips thrust into his hand as he emptied his balls all across his stomach. I watched as it began drooling down his sides and under his perfect ass.

Jason glanced over at me through half closed eyelids and witnessed the eruption of my six inch pole. The first spurt splashed against my mouth and chin, dripping onto my chest. The second one puddled across my own, much less defined abs, and pooled in my bellybutton, and the rest spilled down my knuckles and drenched my hairless groin.

"That was so fucking hot" I gasped, as the orgasm continued to wash over me, and then I realised what I'd said, and my eyes widened.

"What?" Jason asked, and my cheeks burned red.

"I mean... Not hot hot, just like... Like it was... You know..."

"I guess it kinda was hot" he said, considering it, "but not in a gay way".

"Yeah, of course" I nodded, "not in a gay way".