Jake was your typical college freshman: slightly awkward, shaggy, and confused. He walked around campus (obviously for the first time by himself) with his computer in one hand and a map which provided little to no help at all when it came to navigating the complex sidewalks and paths that lead to many different buildings and dormitories. Like many other men his age, Jake wasn't quite sure about many things. First of all, he was an undeclared freshman. Secondly, Jake's development stopped when he was about sixteen, or so he thought. About a week before he left for school, he had a growth spurt. He wasn't scrawny or little before his spurt; he was an average 5' 9", 130 lbs. Not only did he grow about two inches, but his otherwise patchy beard grew in fully, and he noticed another inch or so added to the length and girth of his penis. And lastly, Jake was unsure about his sexuality. While he couldn't see himself married to a man as he could a woman, he was definitely aroused by the male form. He never watched purely "gay" porn when he was alone, but made sure to check the "male" box along with female on pornographic sites. Seeing a beautiful, busty, curvaceous woman turned Jake on just as much as seeing a ripped muscleman with a sizable bulge in his pants. Jake finally found his dorm after plenty of wandering. When he left, his roommate hadn't moved in yet. When he got back, however, he noticed his room was steamy and there were fresh linens on the unoccupied bed. Jake sat down at his desk to wait for his roommate to get out of the shower, and noticed that on the other desk was a laptop, a desk lamp, and a picture of two small women with disproportionally large breasts and thin waists with their arms around a large, burley man with a soft but rugged face. He assumed that the guy in the picture was his roommate. Jake heard the shower stop, and extremely briefly after, the door to the bathroom opened, and Jake's roommate stepped out, completely nude. Jake was shocked and his eyes widened. The pictured on his desk didn't do the real thing any justice. Brown, rather shaggy hair topped his head, resting just above his crystal clear blue eyes. His chin was blue with stubble, and his head rested on a thick, powerful neck which in turn rested on a textbook-flawless torso. Hairless and sculpted, it was obvious to Jake that his roommate took great care in maintaining a healthy lifestyle. His legs were powerful and Jake had to do a double take when he looked in between them. As thick as an italian sausage hung his roommate's penis. Easily hanging past halfway to his legs, his uncircumcised head was large and mushroom shaped. And best of all, it was completely flaccid and gently swayed back and fourth with his roommate's steps. Behind his amazing dick were two kiwi sized, shaven balls that hung nearly as low as his dick did. Instinctively, after Jake finished his once-over, he half-heartedly covered his eyes with his hand. "Oh shit, sorry man" Said Jake immediately. "Woah! Yikes, no my bad!" responded his roommate. Jake took down his hand, but to his surprise, his roommate didn't move at all as he had. He just stood there with one hand on his hip and one hand cleaning out his ear with a cotton swab. "So what's your name, guy?" said his roommate coolly. "Uh... Uhm, I'm Jake. How about you?" "I'm Greg! Nice to meet you!" "Y-Yeah, great meeting y-you. Uhm, should I leave?" "What? Why?" "Well, you are kind of naked right now." Jake nervously laughed. "Oh!" Greg laughed and smiled a wide beaming smile that made Jake feel warm and welcome deep down in his stomach. Greg went to his dresser and bent down to the last drawer giving Jake a wonderful view of his hairless and sculpted ass. He casually threw a towel around his small waste and turned back around to talk to Jake. "So what's up? Where are you from?" Asked Greg "I'm from New Jersey, near the City" replied Jake, "How about you?" "Oh cool! I'm from Los Angeles." answered Greg. "Of course..." meekly thought Jake. Throughout the rest of the day, Jake and Greg got acquainted with each other. Their conversation flowed easily and naturally; nothing was forced. It was quickly apparent that these two would be friends. After grabbing dinner at the dining hall on campus the duo went back to their dorm, and after another few hours of conversations they eventually drifted off to sleep. Having to use the bathroom, Jake got up and sleepily stumbled around his nightstand put on his glasses. As he slid his glasses on, he walked to the bathroom, did his business, and came back out. Just before he shut the door, he noticed that there was a comically huge tent in Greg's sheets. He nearly forgot about the snake he saw earlier that day, and being aroused from not relieving himself the whole day, Jake started to stroke his dick underneath his pajamas. He shut the bathroom light off, went to his bed, and started to jerk off outright, assuming that Greg was asleep. Staring at Greg's massive boner, Jake started to moan slightly while rubbing his dickhead. He started thrusting and after squeezing his eyes shut, he exploded all over his sheets. He took a deep breath and opened his eyes, and slowly ate the cum on his hands and around his chest and sheets. Jake had done that since he was around 14 or 15, and just assumed everyone did that. "Do you always eat your cum?" Asked Greg from his bed. Jake looked over quickly and saw Greg with both hands on his dick with plenty of room to spare staring back at him.