“So, I hear you’re the guy to see,” he said, dropping the towel to reveal his massive cock. “Yeah,” Lochlan said, his voice casual as he soaped up his pits and then his dick and balls. I just shrugged. “Fuck, you’re good,” he muttered, his abs flexing as he got closer. “No judgment here, man. My Freshman year roommate, Lochlan started jerking off in front of me on day one. Zack’s breathing grew ragged, his hips thrusting into my hand. God, he was huge. He wasn’t hiding it, wasn’t even pretending to be discreet. My mouth watered at the sight of it, and I could smell a day of musk emanating from its masculine, college jock surface. —
Later that day, I was brushing my teeth in the bathroom—still in my boxers—when Zack walked in, completely naked. He leaned against the sink, his muscular frame on full display, and smirked at me in the mirror.
