College Freshman Modesty And Lack There Of.

I went off to college when I was 18 and lived in the freshman dorm. The layout was a room with two single beds, one on each wall, and a desk facing each bed back to back in the center which formed a partition. There was an identical room connected by a bathroom between. The bathroom had two sinks, two toilets and a big shower with two shower heads, one on one side one on the other.

My girlfriend from high school had gone to college in another state. Our long distance relationship would soon fizzle, but for now we relied on almost nightly phone calls. In the 80's we didn't have cell phones yet so all calls were in the room on a shared landline. No privacy. And talking to her always made me want to masturbate, but, no privacy. Such is the dorm life.

My room mate was Peter, also 18, about my height and athletic build. He had grown up in a strict Baptist family and was very modest and reserved. We got along fine we just weren't buds. When he would shower he'd come out with a towel around him and pull his boxers up under the towel before he dropped it. One of those. I caught a glimpse of him naked once in the bathroom mirror through the cracked door. He had nothing to be ashamed of and had a body worthy of being flaunted to others. I guess some people grow up with so much shame and guilt put on them about nudity and sexuality that it takes a long time to work it out. I never heard him masturbate at night. I don't know when he did it. I'm certain that he had to hear me, but nothing was ever said. He was definitely not the kind of guy to have an open discussion about masturbation, which is what the situation called for.

Our suite mates were Jim and Leon. Jim was about the opposite of Peter. He was very laid back and open and very casual about nudity. He was tall, about 6'1 with long legs and had shoulder length blond hair and a surfer dude build. Leon was about my size, 5'11" with curly black hair. I would spend a lot of time in their room in the semester ahead.

The first week of school I was in the shower one day when the curtain parted and Jim stepped in. I was startled because I had assumed none of us would do that, but I didn't mind either. I had spent many summers at camp in a shower with 15 other boys so nudity was not an issue. We made small talk and he started washing his long blond hair. While he had his eyes closed I took the opportunity to take a close look at his penis. It was at least an inch longer than mine and thicker with a pretty circumcised head. Jim opened his eyes and I was busted. He just laughed a little and I said "you have a really nice penis." He said "thanks, yours isn't too bad either." It's true I was above average in length. If you put me in a shower with 10 other guys I'd be longer than 9 of them, guaranteed. I said "do you jerk that thing off yourself or does your girlfriend have gorilla hands?" He laughed out loud and said "I do it myself as often as I can, how about you?" I explained the situation with my modest room mate Peter, and he told me I would be welcome in his room any time. "Leon and I are both cool with it, and we have magazines!"

Not long after our shower together I wandered over to Jim's room. Leon was gone. We chatted a while until I got up the courage to ask for a look at his magazines. He said "sure, borrow any one you want." but I told him again about my room mate and he told me to just hang out with him and we could look at them together, I sat on his bed beside him with a Hustler spread out between us. Pretty soon I could see a massive bulge in his boxers and then his boner just popped right out of the fly. I was getting very hard too, so I pushed my boxers down around my ankles and started stroking. Jim did the same. He reached over to his desk and retrieved a bottle of hand lotion that he applied to the end of his penis and then he offered it to me. Pretty soon Jim leaned back against the wall and his feet stuck straight our, crossed at the ankles as he started to moan. I watched as about 5 ropes of cum spurted out onto his chest and then his body went limp. I couldn't hold it and I leaned back, spread my legs and unloaded on my chest.

When we both recovered a little and our boners went partially down we hit the shower together and I went back to my room naked. Peter noticed my still half hard penis but said nothing. By the end of the semester his attitude would have changed and he would be in the other room with the rest of us, but that's another story. In the mean time, Jim and I would see each other in the showers often and jerk off together a couple of time a week.