I longed to go to his bed and taste his cum after he fell asleep but was afraid he would wake up and catch me. After the lights were out, I could hear him jerking off, and sometimes I'd stroke my cock to the same rhythm he stroked his. I wanted to feel it and play with his hairy crack. I never thought about asses before, but when I was alone in the room I found myself jerking off thinking about his ass. Sometimes, when he changed his underwear, I was treated to a view of his hairy ass. I tried to catch glimpses of him when he wasn't looking. I liked looking at the trail of hair from his navel disappearing down his shorts. I loved looking at his brown smooth chest and his hairy legs and armpits. Since we didn't have air conditioning in our room, we both hung out in shorts, with no shirts. We got along OK, since he was a nerd like me, and mostly kept to himself. Since I was a freshman, and didn't know anyone at the school, I was assigned a roommate. Our rooms were small, and there was barely enough room for two students. I lived in the cheapest dorms, which didn't have air conditioning, and had bathrooms down the hall.
I went to college on a shoestring budget.
