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This is a story about an experience I had with a college roommate. I didn’t originally think it was much but a bator friend I jerked off with last week persuaded me to write it after it made him so hard. As usual, this is not a fantasy story with huge cocks and tits or impossible situations, since it is a true story. But sometimes the fact that a story is true has as much impact. It's another story from my college years.
In my senior year of college, I was an RA. That’s resident assistant and usually an older student who helps maintain order in their wing and orient new students. An RA also serves as sort of a counselor who freshmen students can unload on and help them through the first year with all the changes they go through.
I had received complaints from one of the freshman that his roommate’s masturbation was distracting and he was disgusted by him. The masturbating roommate’s name was Jon.
I talked with them both individually. After expressing much empathy and understanding to Jon, he finally leveled with me. He grew up in a very permissive family, single Mom situation, and masturbation was natural and no big deal. He was used to masturbating at bedtime and once or twice during the day. I told him I didn’t think there was anything wrong with that and I thought that was about the norm these days. We both agreed that there are just still some people who are pent up and uncomfortable with their own needs, such as his roommate.
I spoke with his roommate and explained that some guys just have a stronger need than others. That Jon wanted to focus on his studies and did not want to get distracted by a relationship. That he also had a girlfriend back home he wanted to stay faithful to. And so, taken together, he really had no choice but to masturbate and your room is the only place of any privacy he had. He admitted that he dated a few girls and that he screwed pretty often so he didn’t have as much need to masturbate himself. He admitted he masturbated a few times a week and figured that anyone who did more than that was a deviant. He also admitted that during most days his girlfriend often used her hand on or they screwed in her room which was single and private and so he was probably shooting more cum then Jon was, when all is said and done. He said he understood and apologized but still had issues with another guy masturbating in the room with him.
To diffuse the situation, I decided to move him into my room where I could keep an eye on him and maybe even help him with his problem. They were both relieved by that and so we all agreed.
After Jon moved in, I set the ground rules. I was ok with him masturbating as often as he needed and that he should just pretend I am not there and be sure to clean up any messes. I told him that I thought masturbation was a good thing, especially for him, and that he should not feel ashamed. That I would do what I could to help him feel comfortable and at ease here whenever he did it. However, he had to let me know whenever he was masturbating during the day to avoid me barging in with friends and such. We agreed on a code also, hanging a small rubber band on the door knob. Also, just like smoking, he should as if it was ok to masturbate before beginning since I sometimes have scheduled visits with friends and classmates. He agreed and was so grateful and could not stop thanking me.
I could tell he had a hard on already, from the rod shaped bulge in his shorts, which I understood since he had not been doing it as often as he needed for quite some time. To break the ice, I acknowledged it and encouraged him to masturbate then and there…. which he happily did.
He went over to his bed and pulled down his shorts revealing a tall, handsome erection with an unusually large head. While he was situating himself I continued to carry on a casual conversation about nonsense to help the atmosphere feel perfectly normal and him comfortable. He lay down in his bed naked and stroking his cock even larger. He had a nice arch, a true masturbators arch you get from years of frequent stroking with a tight grip, so I knew he had been a serious masturbator for a long time already. I took a pause to compliment the arch of his cock, and then continued talking about whatever. That really made him feel at ease and his cock head swelled and he started beating it hard. I offered him some of my lubricant to help him out and he gladly accepted. I then let him have some alone time and sat down at my desk to finish up a paper. After about 10 minutes I heard him groan and breathe heavily so I turned around in the nick of time to see him ejaculate a strong fountain of white cum into the air and onto his chest. I could not help but compliment him and egg him on and that got him cumming more. When he was done, I said “I knew you needed that more than you did and you ejaculate really well. Aren’t you so glad you masturbated that out?” He could barely get out the words of gratitude as he was still swimming in his orgasm.
So it went on like this every night, morning and even noon. I would stop off at the room around noon sometimes to drop of things or pick things up and see the rubber band on the doorknob. I would quietly walk in and do my business trying my best not to interrupt him. He would always turn to greet me, not at all shy anymore about exposing himself and his erection to me as we talked. I made sure to compliment and encourage him until he ejaculated, before departing on my way.
For his birthday, I gave him a fleshlight because I felt it would enhance his experience and, I hoped, get him cumming even more. He was so grateful. He had wanted one for a long time but was too young to buy one himself. He had no credit card for an online purchase either. It made a real difference for him and I found he was masturbating more often because of it. He admitted he probably doubled his frequency and was helping him cum much stronger each time. I told him I was glad to hear that and that he needed and deserved it.
You might ask, where my cock was the whole time. Well, as an RA and over 21, I felt I had to really be careful. I was hard much of the time and would quietly shoot my cum at night after I knew he was asleep. I didn’t want this to evolve into something more I could not defend if it came to that. So I did the next best thing, encouraged and equipped him as best I could then enjoy the show. Also, I had a girlfriend and we screwed on occasion. I also enjoyed hiking and usually masturbated then too.
Near the end of the semester, I walked in on him with another guy who was even younger than him, masturbating together. That was a shock. But I tried to keep my composure and go about my business like it was nothing out of the norm. He introduced me to his friend and they asked if I was ok with this. I said sure, it was very common now days and can be a good learning experience. To be sure they were at ease, I said I used to masturbate a lot with various male friends growing up and still enjoy it on occasion today. It can really improve your masturbation style and pleasure and I’m glad they both are doing it.
They asked me to join them but I told them my feeling about an RA my age masturbating with them. I exaggerated to them that I masturbate a lot outside of the room so I would not need to when I’m here watching Jon. He liked that. They both returned to jacking each other off and I watched them ejaculate before leaving on my way. Of course, I hobbled off to the bathroom and had to ejaculate one out myself after that. It was not the first time.
He began masturbating even more after that, alone and with his friend. He was worried about his gender identity, not sure if he was bi or gay or what, and so I counseled him about that. I said that any identity he may be is ok and that it does not really matter. What is important is recognizing and fulfilling his needs, whatever they may be, and by whatever means he needs to fulfill them. His identity will come on its own. This relieved him a great deal and so mutual masturbation with guy friends evolved into a regular, even frequent thing. My usually quiet room seemed to now have one to two guys masturbating there or finishing up just about any time I happened by and that felt good to me.
He was the first guy I met that I could imagine being a full time, but fully functional masturbator. He masturbated all the time but in between his obligations and so kept up his grades. So when the semester was through, I told him how proud I was with how far he had come, accepting and embracing his need, while still maintaining his grades and obligations. He was a real inspiration and someone that even I could look up to and try and model. He said the same bout me. It made him feel so good and helped affirm a part of him he most wanted to affirm, his intense, and frequent need to cum and masturbate with guys.
I remember back at this and always have to masturbate. I regret not masturbating with him so I never passed up an opportunity since then, just to be sure I would have no regrets again.
In my senior year of college, I was an RA. That’s resident assistant and usually an older student who helps maintain order in their wing and orient new students. An RA also serves as sort of a counselor who freshmen students can unload on and help them through the first year with all the changes they go through.
I had received complaints from one of the freshman that his roommate’s masturbation was distracting and he was disgusted by him. The masturbating roommate’s name was Jon.
I talked with them both individually. After expressing much empathy and understanding to Jon, he finally leveled with me. He grew up in a very permissive family, single Mom situation, and masturbation was natural and no big deal. He was used to masturbating at bedtime and once or twice during the day. I told him I didn’t think there was anything wrong with that and I thought that was about the norm these days. We both agreed that there are just still some people who are pent up and uncomfortable with their own needs, such as his roommate.
I spoke with his roommate and explained that some guys just have a stronger need than others. That Jon wanted to focus on his studies and did not want to get distracted by a relationship. That he also had a girlfriend back home he wanted to stay faithful to. And so, taken together, he really had no choice but to masturbate and your room is the only place of any privacy he had. He admitted that he dated a few girls and that he screwed pretty often so he didn’t have as much need to masturbate himself. He admitted he masturbated a few times a week and figured that anyone who did more than that was a deviant. He also admitted that during most days his girlfriend often used her hand on or they screwed in her room which was single and private and so he was probably shooting more cum then Jon was, when all is said and done. He said he understood and apologized but still had issues with another guy masturbating in the room with him.
To diffuse the situation, I decided to move him into my room where I could keep an eye on him and maybe even help him with his problem. They were both relieved by that and so we all agreed.
After Jon moved in, I set the ground rules. I was ok with him masturbating as often as he needed and that he should just pretend I am not there and be sure to clean up any messes. I told him that I thought masturbation was a good thing, especially for him, and that he should not feel ashamed. That I would do what I could to help him feel comfortable and at ease here whenever he did it. However, he had to let me know whenever he was masturbating during the day to avoid me barging in with friends and such. We agreed on a code also, hanging a small rubber band on the door knob. Also, just like smoking, he should as if it was ok to masturbate before beginning since I sometimes have scheduled visits with friends and classmates. He agreed and was so grateful and could not stop thanking me.
I could tell he had a hard on already, from the rod shaped bulge in his shorts, which I understood since he had not been doing it as often as he needed for quite some time. To break the ice, I acknowledged it and encouraged him to masturbate then and there…. which he happily did.
He went over to his bed and pulled down his shorts revealing a tall, handsome erection with an unusually large head. While he was situating himself I continued to carry on a casual conversation about nonsense to help the atmosphere feel perfectly normal and him comfortable. He lay down in his bed naked and stroking his cock even larger. He had a nice arch, a true masturbators arch you get from years of frequent stroking with a tight grip, so I knew he had been a serious masturbator for a long time already. I took a pause to compliment the arch of his cock, and then continued talking about whatever. That really made him feel at ease and his cock head swelled and he started beating it hard. I offered him some of my lubricant to help him out and he gladly accepted. I then let him have some alone time and sat down at my desk to finish up a paper. After about 10 minutes I heard him groan and breathe heavily so I turned around in the nick of time to see him ejaculate a strong fountain of white cum into the air and onto his chest. I could not help but compliment him and egg him on and that got him cumming more. When he was done, I said “I knew you needed that more than you did and you ejaculate really well. Aren’t you so glad you masturbated that out?” He could barely get out the words of gratitude as he was still swimming in his orgasm.
So it went on like this every night, morning and even noon. I would stop off at the room around noon sometimes to drop of things or pick things up and see the rubber band on the doorknob. I would quietly walk in and do my business trying my best not to interrupt him. He would always turn to greet me, not at all shy anymore about exposing himself and his erection to me as we talked. I made sure to compliment and encourage him until he ejaculated, before departing on my way.
For his birthday, I gave him a fleshlight because I felt it would enhance his experience and, I hoped, get him cumming even more. He was so grateful. He had wanted one for a long time but was too young to buy one himself. He had no credit card for an online purchase either. It made a real difference for him and I found he was masturbating more often because of it. He admitted he probably doubled his frequency and was helping him cum much stronger each time. I told him I was glad to hear that and that he needed and deserved it.
You might ask, where my cock was the whole time. Well, as an RA and over 21, I felt I had to really be careful. I was hard much of the time and would quietly shoot my cum at night after I knew he was asleep. I didn’t want this to evolve into something more I could not defend if it came to that. So I did the next best thing, encouraged and equipped him as best I could then enjoy the show. Also, I had a girlfriend and we screwed on occasion. I also enjoyed hiking and usually masturbated then too.
Near the end of the semester, I walked in on him with another guy who was even younger than him, masturbating together. That was a shock. But I tried to keep my composure and go about my business like it was nothing out of the norm. He introduced me to his friend and they asked if I was ok with this. I said sure, it was very common now days and can be a good learning experience. To be sure they were at ease, I said I used to masturbate a lot with various male friends growing up and still enjoy it on occasion today. It can really improve your masturbation style and pleasure and I’m glad they both are doing it.
They asked me to join them but I told them my feeling about an RA my age masturbating with them. I exaggerated to them that I masturbate a lot outside of the room so I would not need to when I’m here watching Jon. He liked that. They both returned to jacking each other off and I watched them ejaculate before leaving on my way. Of course, I hobbled off to the bathroom and had to ejaculate one out myself after that. It was not the first time.
He began masturbating even more after that, alone and with his friend. He was worried about his gender identity, not sure if he was bi or gay or what, and so I counseled him about that. I said that any identity he may be is ok and that it does not really matter. What is important is recognizing and fulfilling his needs, whatever they may be, and by whatever means he needs to fulfill them. His identity will come on its own. This relieved him a great deal and so mutual masturbation with guy friends evolved into a regular, even frequent thing. My usually quiet room seemed to now have one to two guys masturbating there or finishing up just about any time I happened by and that felt good to me.
He was the first guy I met that I could imagine being a full time, but fully functional masturbator. He masturbated all the time but in between his obligations and so kept up his grades. So when the semester was through, I told him how proud I was with how far he had come, accepting and embracing his need, while still maintaining his grades and obligations. He was a real inspiration and someone that even I could look up to and try and model. He said the same bout me. It made him feel so good and helped affirm a part of him he most wanted to affirm, his intense, and frequent need to cum and masturbate with guys.
I remember back at this and always have to masturbate. I regret not masturbating with him so I never passed up an opportunity since then, just to be sure I would have no regrets again.
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