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Part 8
While Justin is taking a shower, I pick up my stuff from the concierges depot and start to put all my belongings in place. Luckily, there are enough closets for all my stuff.
When I look at the clock, I see that I still have about 30 minutes before I go to Ryan. I know that Justin will be back before I leave, so I'm doubting whether I should change my clothes now, or when he's back.
I think there was more behind that talk about 'not trying to hide his private parts'. I think Justin really knows that he's got a big one, and that he likes to show it off. And, as I also like to show it off, I wonder what that means for us. All kinds of visions cross my mind; about us sleeping naked, jerking without hiding it, walking around with morning wood...
I decide not to wait for him to change, there will be more than enough other opportunities. So I take my shirt and shoes off, but just when I want to unbuckle my belt, the door swings open.
Justin, his hairs still wet, walks in. Unlike when he left, he doesn't have a towel wrapped around his waist. His cock swings around as he quickly walks towards his bed. A little astonished, I look at how he sits down on his bed and continues to towel off his hair.
He breaks the silence by saying: "You know, sometimes I don't even wrap a towel around my waist. It's a males only dorm, and there's only one shower room here. So if somebody doesn't catch me naked in the hallway, they will catch me naked in the shower. Then, what's the point in hiding it underneath a towel?"
I have to laugh, not only because of what Justin says, but also because of happiness. I'm so lucky that I've probably got the most open-minded guy for a roommate.
While he's drying off his hair with his towel, I can take a good look of his cock again. And I can tell you; it's big. I guess it's a little under my size, just under 6 inch soft. But his long, uncut cock isn't the only thing that attracts my attention. Justins balls are also huge. Bigger than mine, and probably the biggest I've ever seen.
Justin stops drying off his hair and I continue unbuckling my belt. I'm now standing next to Justin, my right side is facing him. Even though I don't look at him, I can sense that he's checking me out. He's, still naked, sitting on his bed, doing nothing but looking at me.
Like it's the most normal thing in the world, I pull my boxershorts down. My 6 inch cock pops out. From the corner of my eye, I can see the expression on Justins face changing.
Casually I walk over to the wardrobe I just put my stuff in, and pull out a fresh pair of boxershorts. I put it on, but when I pull it up, my cock is still hanging out. I push my cock into the boxershorts, turn around, and look at Justin. He's staring at me, right in my face.
"What? Something wrong?", I say.
"Uh, no, no. Nothing.", he says and he puts his boxershorts on.
While Justin is taking a shower, I pick up my stuff from the concierges depot and start to put all my belongings in place. Luckily, there are enough closets for all my stuff.
When I look at the clock, I see that I still have about 30 minutes before I go to Ryan. I know that Justin will be back before I leave, so I'm doubting whether I should change my clothes now, or when he's back.
I think there was more behind that talk about 'not trying to hide his private parts'. I think Justin really knows that he's got a big one, and that he likes to show it off. And, as I also like to show it off, I wonder what that means for us. All kinds of visions cross my mind; about us sleeping naked, jerking without hiding it, walking around with morning wood...
I decide not to wait for him to change, there will be more than enough other opportunities. So I take my shirt and shoes off, but just when I want to unbuckle my belt, the door swings open.
Justin, his hairs still wet, walks in. Unlike when he left, he doesn't have a towel wrapped around his waist. His cock swings around as he quickly walks towards his bed. A little astonished, I look at how he sits down on his bed and continues to towel off his hair.
He breaks the silence by saying: "You know, sometimes I don't even wrap a towel around my waist. It's a males only dorm, and there's only one shower room here. So if somebody doesn't catch me naked in the hallway, they will catch me naked in the shower. Then, what's the point in hiding it underneath a towel?"
I have to laugh, not only because of what Justin says, but also because of happiness. I'm so lucky that I've probably got the most open-minded guy for a roommate.
While he's drying off his hair with his towel, I can take a good look of his cock again. And I can tell you; it's big. I guess it's a little under my size, just under 6 inch soft. But his long, uncut cock isn't the only thing that attracts my attention. Justins balls are also huge. Bigger than mine, and probably the biggest I've ever seen.
Justin stops drying off his hair and I continue unbuckling my belt. I'm now standing next to Justin, my right side is facing him. Even though I don't look at him, I can sense that he's checking me out. He's, still naked, sitting on his bed, doing nothing but looking at me.
Like it's the most normal thing in the world, I pull my boxershorts down. My 6 inch cock pops out. From the corner of my eye, I can see the expression on Justins face changing.
Casually I walk over to the wardrobe I just put my stuff in, and pull out a fresh pair of boxershorts. I put it on, but when I pull it up, my cock is still hanging out. I push my cock into the boxershorts, turn around, and look at Justin. He's staring at me, right in my face.
"What? Something wrong?", I say.
"Uh, no, no. Nothing.", he says and he puts his boxershorts on.