"Mostly" True Experiences with Eddie (M/M Masturbation)

[gregariddle]

(Based on true events, but embellished in some areas for my readers' enjoyment)

As a teenager, I was always pretty awkward, tall and skinny, somewhat clumsy.* I was popular and had tons of friends and partied pretty hard, but never really had much luck with girls.* I wasn't a virgin when I went to college, but my sexual experience was minimal and usually involved drunk chicks who weren't very good looking and just looking for some lovin' at the end of the party.

The one thing I did have going for me was that I was a hell of a soccer player.* I was a varsity starter all four years, All State two years, and my team won the State Championship when I was a senior.* As a result, I earned a full ride to Duke, but there was one contingency my future coach laid on me.* He said that I had a ton of potential and could realistically play professional or maybe even in the Olympics someday, but I'd have to hit the gym big time and increase my muscle mass dramatically.* He said that he was taking a big risk giving me a scholarship and that I would get my ass kicked if he put me into a Division I game in my current condition.

So, I took his advice and that summer, I stopped partying and worked out like an animal.* When I arrived on campus for preseason workouts before the semester started, Coach and a few of the guys I had met during my recruiting visits couldn't believe their eyes.* In fact, my body had changed so much that, on the first day of practice, I was forced to take a pee test to prove that I wasn't taking any illegal substances.* My piss was crystal clean - not only wasn't I taking 'roids or HGH, but I hadn't touched any alcohol or recreational drugs all summer.* I had no toxins in my body, but that was about to change...

I had heard about Eddie long before I hit campus for my freshman year.* He was from San Diego and apparently the top-ranked player in the country.* In fact, he signed his commitment letter to Duke on the day of my recruting visit, which took some of the wind out of my sails.* And, of course, he played the same position as I did.* But everyone talked about how Duke would have the top recruting class in the country if I was to join Eddie and the new goalie, who was from the Midwest.

However, I didn't actually "meet" Eddie until he knocked me unconscious.

It was our first practice, and it was supposed to be light, just designed to get us on the field and used to working with one another.* Someone hit a long ball into my area, and I only needed to take a few steps before I could settle it.* I didn't really feel the need to brace myself for any contact, so I certainly wasn't ready for the impact.

When I came to, I saw Coach standing over me, a look of concern on his face.* He looked somewhat relieved when I opened my eyes, but muttered something about "soft freshmen" and "too many concussions nowadays."* He moved aside as the trainer came into view, looking into my eyes, asking me questions about my name and what year it was.* Apparently, I answered everything correctly because they got me to my feet.* As they were helping me off the field, some long-haired blonde prettyboy strolled up and casually said, "Sorry, dude.* It was my ball."*

They say when you have a concussion, you see yellow.* When I heard those words, I saw RED and attacked, leading with my left fist.* The target of my rage managed to slightly dodge my punch, but I caught him with a glancing blow on the cheek.* I fell on top of him, but I was pulled off before I could land any significant punches.* I was embarrassed to have gotten my clock cleaned 5 minutes into our first practice, and really pissed that this guy was so aggressive, especially to a teammate.* And then he didn't even fucking apologize afterwards!

When they got us separated, Coach smirked and said, "OK Riddle, I like your passion, but that's enough.* Funny how this is how you guys meet...Riddle, this is Eddie.* You guys are gonna make great roommates."

 

[Talesof_Ted]

Tell us more

 

[uncut702]

Great start

 

[Charlemange]

I like it continue

 

[rd62624]

it's a good start, would like to read more.

 

[gregariddle]

Eddie apparently hadn't arrived on campus until the day of the first practice, which is why I hadn't met him or known we'd be rooming together. I came with my parents and sister the night before, unpacked all my stuff, and slept in the room alone. I woke up early that morning, hit the gym and then went right to practice. After practice, I showered in the locker room, got dressed, and went out for dinner with my family. So, I hadn't been in my room since 7:30 that morning. When I got back there late that night, there were a few surprises waiting for me.

The first thing I saw when I entered our dorm room, which was dark, was a 50" flatscreen hanging on the wall opposite the door. Keep in mind that this was a pretty small room, so the size of the TV was magnified considerably. The TV was on (Sportscenter) and the volume was high as it pumped through what looked to be a very expensive and powerful sound system. There was also a nice leather couch and matching recliner positioned in front of this amazing system. None of these things were there when I left the room that morning. And neither was the half-naked female, who I noticed out of the corner of my eye as she struggled to fasten her bra.

She smiled awkwardly, and said "Hi Riddle, feeling better?" I recognized her as Kim, our team trainer, the same trainer who had tended to me after my incident on the field earlier that day. I nodded, and looked past her to the bed, where my new roommate was laying with a shit-ass grin on his face. "It's been quite a day, dude" he said as he threw off the covers and walked across the room in his boxers. By now, Kim had gotten dressed and leaned in to give Eddie a kiss, which he clearly didn't reciprocate to the level that she expected. She looked disgusted, then embarrassed as she shuffled past me, muttering, "See you tomorrow" and left the room.

Eddie laughed and plopped himself on the couch, searching through the empty beer cans on the coffee table for one that still had something left. I looked around the room in amazement, amazed at the changes in our residence that had taken place over the past 15 hours, amazed that Eddie had apparently banged our trainer after being on campus for less than a day, amazed that there were at least 12 empty beer cans on our coffee table. When my gaze fell upon Eddie, now sprawled on the couch, eyes barely open, my jaw dropped. I was unsure that what I was seeing was real, especially given the fact that the only light in the room was coming from the TV, but it seemed like a good 2-3 inches of limp cockmeat was peeking out the leg of his boxers. There was no way that could be possible - nobody's cock was that big, especially soft! He shifted before I could really confirm this, not that I was really looking to confirm it anyway. But still...

Over the next few weeks, Eddie and I became almost inseparable. I came to find out that his father produced adult movies and was responsible for setting us up with the incredible entertainment system. He simply had three of his guys come while we were at practice and gave us what he said would make us "the most popular fuckin' guys in the whole dorm." And he was right - our room quickly became THE hangout spot, first for our team, and then for our dorm mates once they began arriving for the semester. There were constantly people coming and going, which was great for our social life, but really not good for our performance on the field. After an entire summer of living the clean life, it only took one night hanging out with Eddie for me to slip back into pounding beers and sucking down huge bong hits. Coach noticed it right away, and kept us late after practice one night, running us up and down the field, screaming that we were blowing our scholarships.

When we got back to our room that night, we were both completely wiped out and collapsed, him on the couch and me on the recliner. Apparently Coach's message didn't get through to Eddie because he managed to lift himself up from the couch long enough to grab the bong and take a huge hit. As he exhaled, he coughed out "Fuck you Coach!" and passed it over to me. As much as I thought it was a bad idea, tomorrow was an off day, so I figured it wouldn't kill us to get hammered tonight. I took a hit...he took a hit...and off we went...

Once we were good and stoned, Eddie got up to get some beers and flipped on the TV on his way back to the couch. "Fuck" Eddie muttered as he realized that the TV was set to DVD and the remote was across the room. He leaned his foot forward just enough to hit play on the DVD player with his toe, and Gianna Michael's enormous bouncing breasts appeared on the gigantic screen. Since Eddie's dad was such a big player in the porn world, he came to school with a giant box of DVDs, and I'd say we'd always either have ESPN or some fuck flick playing. Normally, there would be a room full of people watching and critiquing the adult talent, so it was a little weird that it was just him and I alone watching as Gianna lifted her gigantic boob to her mouth and wrapping her lips around her own nipple.

"Niiiiiiice," Eddie laughed. "I love it when a chick does that...fucking hot, man." I giggled and nodded - we definitely shared an appreciation of big titties. I was glad that I was so high or else I'm sure that my dick would be at full mast. I was still somewhat uncomfortable watching this alone with another guy, but what happened next really blew my mind...

 

[rd62624]

more!

 

[Charlemange]

Really good

 

[Countryguy63]

Uhh, a story with that much potential, and you're going to leave us hanging with that?? HHrrrmmpphh, NOT COOL :wink: :wink:

 

[chadwade92]

Agh you got me hard and then you stop. More please great story. I need to.finish if you know what I mean

 

[2xistTrunks]

More! Keep it going!

 

[Nicko88]

Great set up and start......looking for more of your story . It is great . Keep it coming ! Thanks for sharing .

Nicko88

 

[parchissi]

Thanks for sharing - will this become a TV mini series??

 

[gregariddle]

Eddie stood up and threw back the remainder of his beer. He walked across the room, grabbed two more, threw me one, and stood in the middle of the room. There was a fan in the corner that was now blowing directly on him, more specifically, blowing right into his crotch. And, it was at that moment that I realized what I had seen peeking out the leg of his boxers that night was most certainly real. He was wearing flimsy gym shorts, and the outline of his penis was quite visible. From what I could tell, Eddie's schlong was fucking massive.

He stood there for a few minutes, swaying, obviously stoned, not looking at anything in particular. "Fucking hot in here, huh? Wish my old man put in some AC..." With that, he whipped off his shirt, revealing his tanned toned chest. He fell back on the couch and there was a few minutes of silence between us. Eddie turned his head slowly, looked over at me, grinned, and said "Fuck it, can't stand it any longer." In one quick movement, he arched his hips off the couch, whipped off his shorts, and flopped his body back down again.

I tried not to stare. I really honestly tried not to stare. The fact that Eddie was completely naked in front of me was shocking enough, but my eyes were automatically drawn to his groin area. And it really wasn't his groin, specifically. It was more like the lower part of his right thigh, because that's where the head of his penis sat. It was so fucking big that it didn't even look real. I was waiting for him to pull it off and laugh, "Ha ha fucker, you really thought that was my dick???"

Now, let me say quite frankly that I'm definitely no slouch when it comes to the size of my manhood. Fully aroused, I was just a shade under 8 inches, and the few girls I had been with always made mention of what a "great" and "big" dick I had. But me at full arousal was possibly smaller than Eddie's prick, which was still mostly flaccid. I'm not sure how long I was staring at it, but it must have been a while because Eddie finally laughed out loud and said, "Yeah, I've seen that reaction before. It's pretty big, but you gotta know, it's a blessing and a curse, man. That night you came home when Kim was here? Dude, I couldn't even get it in her. She was in a ton of pain, man, it sucked..."

It was now starting to grow a bit, and I just couldn't take my eyes off of it. I felt like I was witnessing something rare, like you'd see on a field trip in high school. "Look, kids, you're now seeing the largest penis known to man. I can assure you that you'll never see anything like it again." I was totally transfixed, and didn't really know how to react. Thankfully, I was very very stoned, so I knew that if Eddie challenged me at all, I could blame it on the fact that I was completely fucked up.

But he didn't question why I was staring at his giant schlong, my mouth most likely somewhat agape. He did, however, wonder aloud why I wasn't joining him. "Dude, Riddle, what's the deal? You gonna let me be the only one with my dick out? You and your buddies beat off together back home, right?"

Not only had I never jacked with another guy or group of guys, I had never seen an erect penis in person before. And, I was pretty sure that, in the next minute, Eddie would be at full arousal. "Uh, yeah, sure man, we did that all the time..." I stammered, not really knowing what else to say. I guess the right thing to do would be to strip naked as well, but what would Eddie say when I stood up, took my shorts off, and revealed my cock, which I had just noticed was erect and throbbing. And it certainly wasn't because of what was happening on the screen because I hadn't looked in that direction in 5 minutes.

"Well dude, you can do what you want. Hope you don't mind if I work this thing out." Eddie said, and grabbed his semi-hard meat with two hands. It was weird to imagine stripping down and masturbating with another male, but it was even stranger just sitting there fully clothed while he stroked himself. So, I whipped off my shirt and pulled off my shorts and boxers and, for the first time, I had an erection in the prescence of someone other than a chick. When I took off my shorts, my cock sprang out pretty impressively, slapping against my lower stomach as I freed it from its confines. Eddie glanced over at me, saw that I had joined him in full excited nudity, and just said slowly, "Yeahhhhh mannnnnn, niiiiice..."

By now, he was working his pole with both hands, and if I was in awe before when I saw his soft dick, I was completely flabbergasted at what was now sticking straight up from his lap. I had obviously seen plenty of cocks in porn over the years, but I really felt Eddie's incredible piece of man meat would put them all to shame. I couldn't really figure exactly how big it was, but it had to be very close to a foot long, maybe even more.

I followed his lead and started stroking myself slowly, trying to watch Gianna use her talented lips and tongue to satisfy the male talent who had joined her in the scene. However, I just couldn't stop watching Eddie, and thankfully, from where he was sitting, he couldn't see me unless he turned his head. My mind was wandering all over the place, and I kept wondering what the fuck was going on here. I knew I wasn't attracted to Eddie and I had never looked at a guy and wanted to be "with" him before, but there was just something about his dong that had me fascinated and extremely turned on. I was almost fighting the urge to reach over and touch it, just to feel it throb and pulse. I didn't know if I was jealous that he was so well hung or what...it was confusing and hot and sensuous and fucked up all at the same time.

And it wasn't even the size that was amazing - it just appeared to be a perfect cock all around. I had heard stories about guys like John Holmes who were so big that they couldn't get fully hard, but Eddie's penis had absolutely no flexibility to it. It was like a steel rod. The head was swollen and like a glistening mushroom, precum appearing to gather right on the tip. The long flesh-colored shaft was smooth, almost unnaturally smooth, like a piece of porcelain. I wouldn't necessarily say it was super thick, but he definitely was no "pencil dick" either. Every once in a while, he would reach down with one of his hands and briefly play with his balls, which looked big and full.

Holy fuck man, what was I doing??? I couldn't believe, as I was sitting there, that I had taken in enough to be able to produce that kind of detailed description of my roommate's dick! And, despite the fact that I still hadn't looked at the TV screen where Gianna was now riding cowgirl, her boobs bouncing up and down and all around, I could feel the cum rising up my shaft. I could have cum in seconds, but I didn't know what to do or where to shoot. I wanted to follow Eddie's lead in this, but I was dangerously close to spraying all over myself.

Thankfully, it seemed like Eddie was getting close as well. I could hear him grunting a bit, and his hips were starting to buck as if he were fucking his fists. Precum was oozing out of his slit and down his cockhead, and I watched as he rubbed it all over himself, using it as lube, which is a technique I also used when none was available. I noticed that, even with two hands around his shaft, there was still quite a bit of flesh showing. I think that you could have at least fit another hand on it, and the head still would have been exposed. For the first time since I got completely naked, he looked back at me. I was quickly able to shift my attention to the screen so he didn't notice me completely staring, bug-eyed. He smiled as he watched me for a few seconds, then said, "Riddle, I'm gonna blow in a second. Throw me those tissues unless you wanna go first, dude."

I didn't try to respond as my mouth was completely dry, but I grabbed the box of Kleenex on the table and tossed it to him. He pulled out a few and threw the box back to me. He was now sitting upright, his rigid prick sticking way out in front of him. He covered the head in the tissues, and for a second, I was almost disappointed that I would get to see him shoot his load. His grunting increased, as did his breathing. I was on the verge myself and I was very glad that Eddie was so absorbed in milking his dick that he hadn't noticed I was completely focused and absorbed in watching him. A fucking marching band could have paraded through our room, and I wouldn't have turned my head away from watching his hand fly up and down, up and down, up and down...

Finally, he moaned and threw his head back, his body spasming as the orgasm took control. Right at that moment, before I could grab my own tissues, a single spray of cum launched from my own cock and hit the wall just below the TV, a good six feet away. I was mortified, but Eddie's eyes were closed and he didn't notice. I managed to stuff some tissues in front of me to prevent it from happening again, and blast after blast of cum filled the wad.

We both flopped backwards, him onto the couch, me back on the recliner, trying to catch our breaths. For him, it was something he had obviously done countless times before. For me, it was a first in many ways, and without a doubt, one of the most erotic experiences of my life. After sitting there in silence for a few minutes, Eddie stood up. He walked past me to his closet, and his swinging slab of meat was literally inches from my face. I could actually hear it tapping his thighs as it swayed side to side. I think that, if I had wanted to, I probably could have jerked off again and cum in less than a minute just from being so close to it.

He came back in sweatpants with two fresh beers and sat back on the couch. He grinned when he saw me sitting there and said, "You can put some clothes on now, dude." I snapped out of my trance, and laughed awkwardly. "Uh, yeah, sorry, still pretty stoned." I grabbed my shorts off the floor and put them on while Eddie opened the beers and packed a fresh bowl in the bong. He took a huge hit, exhaled deeply, and passed it to me. I did the same, and we both sat there for a few minutes, not saying a word.

Finally, Eddie broke the silence and said, "Look Riddle, I'm a really sexual person, and I want to make sure you're comfortable with that. I was really worried about coming to school and getting stuck with a roommate who was uptight and wouldn't allow me to be myself. I tried like hell to get a single room, but Coach wouldn't allow it. My family was always very open about sex and encouraged me to be the same. When you grow up with an old man who is such a big player in the porn world, you get exposed to some crazy shit."

He motioned to me to pass him the bong, and he took another hit. I really didn't know what to say, so I was glad he continued. "My parents also told me not to worry about getting classified based on what I like sexually. They told me that, as long as I was safe, that I should not be afraid to try things that are "different." And I took their advice...I've done some crazy shit, man, and it's all part of my character. If you're not too freaked out, I'd love to tell you some stories...it would blow your mind, buddy. I think you're a cool dude, and I think we could have a lot of fun together. Plus, I've got a secret I can share with you..."

I wasn't sure exactly what he meant by that, but I was definitely intrigued. One thing was for certain - regardless of what direction this friendship went in, it would never be the same after that night.

 

[gregariddle]

Definitely would love your feedback on this first chapter. If you have any constructive criticism about my writing or ways I can improve, I'd love to hear your suggestions. I've got one more real experience with Eddie that I think would be interesting, and I can use our relationship as a foundation for some completely fictional work. I've also got some great stories about my college girlfriend that would make for some good reading as well.

Cheers,
Riddle

 

[Charlemange]

I like it

 

[bulletbill]

amazing, keep it up

 

[Bigadmirer323]

great story! very well written and great pacing! can't wait to hear more!

 

[gregariddle]

I'd really love to hear from some more people who checked out the story. I see there are over 1600 views, but less than 15 people commented. Is this because people didn't like it or do readers generally not offer feedback? I'd love to continue, but I want to make sure you guys are enjoying what I'm writing about.

Sorry about this, but it's my first complete story...

Cheers,
Riddle

 

[jd04]

yeah i never reply to these things but i really want you to continue the story. So yeah keep it up, i was completely hard through that last bit