Wednesday - Continued.
As I headed to the bathroom, the RA's door opened and Jack walked out. Jack saw me and said, "Bill, I was wanting to talk to you, would you come in." I thought that I was really in hot water now. My ass was still red from the Coach and now my RA would probably chew up the rest. I went into his room. He closed the door. Fred is a junior, majoring in engineering. He looked kind of pale, glasses, not very athletic looking. "Please sit down," he said pointing to a chair.
"I'd rather stand, if you don't mind," thinking of my sore ass.
"Well, Bill, it has, a, come to my, a. Well, here I am a poor host. You are probably feeling uncomfortable standing there naked in my room, with me dressed." I thought he was going to throw a blanket over me or something. Instead I was surprised by what he said next. "I should match your attire so you won't feel uncomfortable." And before I could say anything, he pulled off his shirt and then began to shuck his pants and briefs. He was pale everywhere, no tan lines. He stood about 5' 9" and maybe 180 pounds soaking wet. He had pale blond hair, which made his pubes look almost non-existent. He had no hair on his chest, but fine blond hairs on his arms and legs. His cock was cut, as Jeff would say, and stuck out about 2 inches over a couple of fair sized balls. "I hope this makes you feel more comfortable." He sat down again, and realized he was looking right into my crotch. "Won't you please sit down?"
"I really can't," and turned to show my red ass.
"Ouch, that must hurt. How did you get that? Is it some kind of rash or something?"
"Its 'or something,' but it is not contagious," I said to reassure him. "It just hurts to sit on a chair."
"Well, then, why not sit on the bed, that has to be fairly soft." I moved over and sat on his bed. Being an RA he had a single room. I sat gingerly and it wasn't too bad on my ass, but I could still feel the sting. When I sat on his bed I was only a couple of feet away from him. "Well, that's much better. Bill, I have been hearing some strange stories about you and I felt we needed to have this talk. You see, while there is no policy against nudity on campus, there is a policy against sex in public places." I actually blushed at this. I really thought I was getting over that. "I have heard reports of masturbation in the laundry room and in the bathrooms. Now I know a lot of guys probably masturbate in the showers." You could tell he was nervous about this talk. He was trying to say all the right words, but you could see perspiration popping out on his upper lip. " Doing it with someone else in the shower with you, is not acceptable."
"Bill, you have always been a level headed guy, keeping the nose to the grindstone kind of guy. I haven't heard anything about you and then recently, I start hearing stories of naked men in the hallways, laundry room and other places, changing roommates. And then I hear about masturbation and couples in the shower. Can you explain your actions to me?"
I had to smile to myself. I am sure it looked strange from the outside, anyone observing me a week ago and now. It would seem like two different people. "Are you having a substance problem? Or are you under too much pressure at school? What is happening with you?" He was really trying to be a friend.
"Fred, I can see where my actions might seem really strange. But I can assure you that I am not using drugs and I am not cracking under the pressure of school. But I can tell you what has happened. I am not sure how you are going to take this, but you seem to be an okay guy and try hard to understand people." He nodded then.
"Fred, last Thursday, I discovered I like guys. I am gay. Wow, I haven't come out and said it just that way before. And I found out that I like being exposed, doing things where people might catch me. I appreciate what you are telling me and I will keep the public sex down. But it has been such a huge high. One of the guys, Jeff - the guy I want to become roommates with - has been showing so many things and doing so many things with me, it is just unbelievable. I know I must have been acting like a kid with his first love affair, but that is what it is like." He was honestly listening and didn't seem disgusted or taken aback by what I was saying, so I kept talking.
"I mean, Fred, it is crazy and wild and everything. I have shot at least 4 times a day since last Thursday, so yes things have really changed. My life is upside down. But maybe it is right side up. You are right, it was me in the laundry room naked a couple of times and jacking off. It was a dare and I found it so hot to be naked in a public place and then to jack off knowing someone could walk in at any moment. Look at me; I am getting hard, just talking about this stuff. I am probably grossing you out and you really are going to send me off to see the school shrink!" I looked down at my growing cock and then back at Fred.
"Bill, no, you are not grossing me out. I have to give you great praise for being able to open up and speak so openly about what is going on. And to be honest, you do me honor to tell me these things. You also give me courage to say something as well. If you haven't noticed your words are having an effect on me as well." I looked down and noticed that his cock was swelling as well. I hadn't noticed before, I had been concentrating on getting the words out right and thinking about how he would receive it. "I have liked guys for a long time now, but I haven't ever told anyone in the dorms about it. You make me want to be open about who I am. You make me want to go out and explore these feelings and sensations more openly." I thought he was going to cry.
He continued on, "Frankly, when I heard that you, and it appears other guys in the dorm, were walking around naked, I hoped I would see you and them, so I could get pictures in my mind that I could use to jack off to. And I did really check, nudity is allowed in the dorms. It is even allowed on campus. But public sex is not. Now, what I don't know is, is walking around with a hard on, considered nudity or sex?" He smiled when he said that. "So let's keep it down, literally, while walking around here. I don't want any of us getting in trouble. I really hope your trend catches on with more and more guys. I enjoy a naked guy any time I can see one. I make a point of walking through the locker room once a day to see what I can see." I had to smile at that one. He was now openly drinking in my body. He couldn't take his eyes off of me. This only served to get me harder, which was having like effect on him.
"Fred, that is so awesome. I feel honored and overwhelmed. I am not someone to look up to, but I am glad it is helpful to you. I am only telling you the truth. Like you, I can't get enough of looking at naked guys and I, too, hope that more guys will walk around naked! And your comment about the locker rooms, nearly had be laughing." I proceeded to tell him how I got my red bottom. By the time I finished telling him the story and showing him my ass again, both of us were hard and he was laughing.
"That is so hot, probably literally for you! I am going to have fantasies about that. You are giving me great fodder for future jack off sessions." He almost looked embarrassed when told me this.
"Fred, please don't think me forward, but if someone hadn't done this for me, I don't know where I would have been. Fred, is there something you want to do to me or that I can do for you? I would be grateful if you would let me do more than be fodder for your fantasies. Have the real thing!" I was rock hard and oozing as I leaned forward on the bed to say this to him.
He really did blush, this time. He just stammered. I said, "No really, I can't imagine you asking me do to anything that would embarrass me or make me say no. Except maybe if you asked to paddle me ass! And I also stink from the workout that never had a shower!" I said, trying to lighten the moment a bit.
"Jeff, you give me too much. But I would take your cock and explore it. I have only gotten to touch and taste two cocks in my life and that was a long time ago." He said this almost reverently, in a quiet voice.
Okay, Fred, you come over here and do whatever you want. But if you really want to have fun, then let me do yours, while you are doing mine. You know kind of head to crotch, 69ing. I'll lie back here, and you straddle over me. You can have my cock and I can explore yours." He really blushed then.
"You would really do that?"
"Get on up here!" I lay back on his bed so he could move into position. He climbed up on his bed then, got into position. I left him take hold of my cock and moan. I reached up and took hold of his cock and it jumped in my hands. It had grown to about 6 inches or so and was good sized. He tasted the end of my cock now. I touched my tongue to the end of his cock and he shot! He shot on my face and in my mouth, delicious man cream!
He moved his head off my cock and said, "I am so sorry. I couldn't help it. I wanted it to last, but it is my first blow job and I was excited and ..."
"It's okay, don't worry about it!" I said. "Just go back to exploring and I am sure you will be ready in a bit to shoot again, and this one should take longer. So go back to what you were doing and enjoy it, besides I can't wait to get more of your cum. It tasted great!"
He went back to my cock then and back to exploring. He had his mouth over the crown of it and was licking away. I went back to exploring his cock and balls. His cock just stayed hard. It was throbbing in my hand. I took the whole thing in my mouth and swirled my tongue around the shaft. He was moaning again. He was alternating with licking up and down my cock to taking the head in his mouth and sucking on it. He was also playing with my balls and burying his face in my crotch and inhaling. I took each ball, one at a time, into my mouth and washed them with my tongue, enjoying the feeling of the hairs on them as they tickled my nose and mouth.
He started using his hand to pump my cock while he kept working on the head, matching what I was doing to his cock. I kept pace with him and his hand, speeding up when he did. I had another had free than he did, cause he was using one to support himself, so I worked my hand up and down his crack and behind his balls, stimulating these sensitive areas. I didn't know how he would feel about it if I inserted a finger up his ass, so I didn't do that. His pace was speeding up. I knew he was getting closer and I was as well. He seemed to have a technique for jacking very similar to mine, cause he was pushing all the right buttons. As I got closer, I pulled off his cock to tell him I was going to shoot soon, in case he didn't want to get a mouth full. I went back to his cock knowing he was very close. His balls were so tight against his shaft; they were bumps along the base of it. I shot then and then he did. He hadn't moved his mouth so he got gobs of hot cum shooting into his mouth. I think his second load was as much as the first load and I got this entire load in my mouth without missing a drop.
I continued slurping until his cock began to sag a bit. He was still licking up my shaft then. "Great tasting cum you have there, Fred!"
"And yours, my first, was incredible! And I hope it is not my last!" He climbed off the bed then. "You can't know how wonderful that was! That will be a time often remembered!"
"Fred, it was my pleasure. I am sure as you get out there and try things you will get to have many more of these experiences, but if you ever want a repeat or to try something different just drop on by. Jeff, my roommate to be, will also be happy to do anything with you. He is the guy who got me started in this. We really like each other and I think there is something special between us. But I have met other guys on campus who are more than willing to experiment. In fact, I am meeting a guy today at 3 pm. He seems new to the whole thing as well. So I am sure there are plenty of guys out there that you can hook up with.
"And just so you know what I am into or have done, in case you want to try some or ask questions of Jeff or I, let me tell you. The list might just gross you out, but you might find something that interests you. I am sure Jeff will feel the same way. So, here goes: sucking, being sucked, fucking, being fucked, pissing, being pissed on, drinking piss, exhibitionist, watching, videos, dildo's, eating cum - mine or someone else's, being naked in public, in front of others, humiliation, domination and just today I found out about spanking! So let me know if you need any info and thanks for being concerned enough about me to stop and talk to me. I promise I will keep the public sex down and keep on being naked in halls! But now I have to have a shower!"
"I think I need one as well. I think I'll try this brave new trend and join you walking naked to the shower. I don't know if I can keep my cock from responding, but I am going to try! You have given me courage to try." I picked up my shower stuff and again threw my towel over my shoulder. Fred grabbed his stuff and put his towel over the shoulder and followed me out the door. I walked in front, just in case he had a problem, it wouldn't be quite as obvious. We did pass a couple of guys going to their rooms as we headed to the bathrooms. They seemed a bit surprised to see Fred behind me also naked, but didn't say anything.
Jeff was standing naked at the sinks when we entered the bathrooms. "I had given up on you. What happened? Oh, hi Fred. I like the look!" Jeff said as I walked in and then Fred. Jeff seemed to be the only guy in the place.
"Fred caught me on the way to the showers and wanted to talk to me about all the changes that he has been hearing about me. I explained to him how my life had changed since I met you. He let me know that public nudity is acceptable not only in the dorm, but on campus, but that public sex is not. He thinks that this walking around the dorm naked may catch on." I didn't want to out Fred here. I didn't know how he wanted to handle that. It was his decision. Strange that I was using the term "outing." I hadn't known what that meant a couple of days ago.
"Yes, Bill was telling me about the transformation in his life and I find that inspiring and think I will begin sharing similar feelings myself," Fred spoke out.
"Wow, that's great! As I sure Bill told you, you can ask us anything. We would be glad to help you!" Jeff was sincere in his statement and I knew he meant it.
"I am off to the showers," I said, heading into one of the stalls. I decided not to close either one of the curtains. If someone wanted to take a peak, let him. So I started the shower, got in and cleaned up. I paid special attention to my ass. I would have to put some lotion or something on my ass when I got back to my room. Maybe I could Jeff to do that! When I was done and dried, I went out to the sinks to finish up. Fred was in a shower. I saw Jeff's ass then and saw that his was still pink as well. "We are going to need something to put on our asses."
Fred turned off his shower, dried and then opened his curtains and joined up at the sinks. We chatted about courses and teachers as we combed hair and brushed teeth. He kept looking in the mirror at either Jeff or I. We were fine with that, after all, that's half the reason we were standing there naked, so people could see us. The other reason was we enjoyed it. When we finished up, we all put towels on shoulders and headed back to our rooms. We said goodbye to Fred, when we got to his room, and told him we hoped we saw him soon. "I am sure you will! In more ways that one," he said as he turned and flip his crotch towards us. We laughed as we headed to our rooms. Jeff came into my room with me and we looked for something to put on our asses. I found some first aid cream. I smeared it gently around his ass and he did mine. I enjoyed handling his ass and also having his hands on mine. I got dressed in just shorts a t-shirt and sandals. I couldn't stand the thought of putting any underwear on. We headed down for a quick lunch before our next class.
We picked up our lunches and then we gingerly sat on chairs to eat our lunch. By now it was becoming second nature not to notice the people checking out the open legs of our shorts. Jeff told me that he really wanted me to come to his house in two weeks, to meet his dad and any brothers that might be there. He also talked about his brother's weekend visit. He said it would be a wild ride and there was no telling what his brother do or tell them to do. While he was talking to me he kept waving one finger in front of my face. I wasn't getting it. He cleared his throat and waved his finger again. Then it hit me. The finger signs. He hadn't done that for a couple of days. What did one mean? Take my cock out or take a piss? I decided on the lesser of 2 evils and reached down and freed my cock from the leg of my shorts, so it was completely visible to anyone sitting across from us. I didn't look up to see who was across from us, but kept on talking with Jeff with my cock hanging out of my shorts. I asked him what he had planned for tonight and he said we needed to study. It would be a night in the library.
As I finished eating I looked up to see a table to 5 people 3 guys and 2 girls sitting across from us. It was obvious that they had been looking at my crotch and talking as one of the girls was in the process of pointing in our direction. As I looked up they averted their eyes. I reached down and slid my cock back into my shorts better, stood and took my tray to the dish area. Jeff and I left the cafeteria and headed off to class. I walked with Jeff until he went off to his class and walked onto my class. As I was entering the building I saw Dr. Paul. I waived and said hello.
He saw me and walked over to me. "Bill, good to see you, I was going to get hold of you. I needed you to assist me in another class, do you think you would be able to help me out?" He looked so hot and so sincere. I blushed as I remember what I had to do the last time, but I found it so incredible. I told him I would. "Good, can you bring Jeff and meet me at the student center at 2:30 pm tomorrow." He started to walk away, and then he turned back and said, And thanks, Bill." He strolled away then. I was pondering what was going to happen as I headed to my class. I sat down in class thinking about the possibilities of what Paul had in mind. I was beginning to get hard thinking about what he might be planning.
I finally tuned into the professor and started taking notes. It was a small room with the chairs kind of in a semicircle with about 20 - 25 chairs. Most of the chairs were filled. This was the same professor that last week I thought was so hot and wondered what he would look like naked. I looked up once during class and noticed a guy staring at my crotch. He didn't even see that I had noticed him. I just smiled to myself and went back to taking notes. I thought to myself that he might be another Ted. So I made a point of scratching and adjusting now and then to expose more of what he must be looking at. But I was able to listen to what the lecture was about and take notes.
When class was over, he lingered around putting his books and stuff away, keeping his eye on me. I knew he was watching so I made big deal of adjusting myself and then reached my hand into the front of my shorts from the top and readjusted everything. He started to walk over to me, but then the professor, turned back from the door and said, "Mr. Jennings, if you wouldn't mind staying back, I would like a word with you." I was a bit shocked, one, that he knew who I was and two that he was asking to see me.
After everyone left, he said to me, "Mr. Jennings, have a seat." The whole Mr. Jennings thing was still difficult for me to get used to. I was always Bill. "Mr. Jennings, it is not helpful to me or the other students if you create distractions." I had no clue what he was talking about. I had been quiet the entire class and not made any noise. I must have had a quizzical look on my face because he said, "You don't know what you were doing to distract students from my lecture?"
"No," I said, quite honestly. He had been standing about 4 or 5 feet away from me, so now he moved up to about 2 feet away.
"I am talking about you fidgeting during the class." I still looked puzzled. "Your adjusting of yourself, displaying yourself to the class. It is very disrupting to the students. They seem to pay more attention to you than they do to my class." I might have blushed, but I sure knew what he was talking about now. "Do you have a health problem that requires that you constantly scratch or touch yourself?"
"No," I replied still looking up at him.
"Maybe there is something in your shorts that is uncomfortable then?" I again said no. "Are you quite sure, Mr. Jennings?" I again said no. "Well, I think we need to check, because something is obviously bothering you. Would you please remove your shorts and hand them to me?" I was getting so used to doing what people told me to do, that I reached for the waistband of my shorts, before it registered where I was and who he was. I hesitated. "Come on, young man, I don't have all day. You can either let me examine them or you can explain to the Dean why you are disrupting class."
What choice did I have? I stood, pushed my shorts down and stepped out of them. I handed them to him, he stepped back to examine the shorts. "You may sit while I examine these." I sat down again, my shirt not doing much to hide my crotch. I was sitting in a classroom with just a t-shirt on with my instructor holding my shorts! He massaged them and felt them and I think he even smelled them. "There doesn't seem to be anything there that would cause this. Stand up and let me sure you don't have a rash or something that is making you itchy or something." I stood then and he sat down. He lifted my shirt and took a good look at my equipment. He moved my cock around and handled my balls and then gave my cock a good pull. "Nope, nothing there either. Go ahead and sit down." My cock was beginning to grow as I sat down.
He stood then, still holding my shorts. He looked at them again and then put them on the desk next to him. He reached up to the front of his pants, unzipped them and pulled out his cock. I was totaled surprised, this guy in his forties, whipping out his cock right there in front of me. It was about 3 or 4 inches long and not hard, but I wouldn't say completely soft either. "Got your attention, Mr. Jennings?"
I looked up at him and said, "Yes."
"This is what I mean by being distracting. Please keep your cock in your pants during my class and do not distract me or my students with it again. Otherwise, I will put you through this little charade in front of the class. Do I make myself clear?" He said as he put his cock back into his pants and zipped up.
"Yes, sir. It is," I said understanding what he was saying.
"Now I should take these shorts with me and allow you to pick them up in my office. But instead I will go ahead and give them back to you." He picked them up and handed them to me. I stood up and pulled them on. I picked up my books and stuff then.
He waited until I had put my shorts back on, turned and started to walk away, then stopped, looked over his shoulder at me and said, "However, I should say that anytime you want to come to my office and distract me with that nice equipment, you certainly can!" He smiled, turned back around and headed out the door. As he was leaving the first students started to appear for the next class. I grabbed my stuff and headed out the door. It was nearly 3 pm and I was supposed to meet Ted.
I hurried back to the dorms and there was Ted waiting for me behind the dorms. He said, "I thought you were going to stand me up and it was going to be a joke on me. Me standing around like a dork waiting for this dude who is going to let me explore his body. Get all horned up and then you not show."
"Nope, wouldn't do that to you. Just had to stay and talk to a professor. I'll tell you about it later, you might find it amusing. Let's go, the trail starts right back here." I led the way up the trail to where we left the trail and cut through the bushes to the clearing. When we reached the clearing and put down my backpack and turned to look at Ted. "So, I want to do what you want, so whatever it is just ask. Do you want me to strip or what?"
Ted looked at me and licked his upper lip. "Um, yeah, I would like you to strip."
I shucked off my shoes, pulled off my t-shirt and dropped my shorts. I was getting good at getting naked fast. I stood there with hands on hips. He was taking in my entire body. "Do you want to get naked as well?" I asked trying to not make this as awkward as it seemed.
He moved up close to me then, "Not just yet. I want to look at your body and do a little exploring. You don't know what kind of fantasy fulfillment this is for me. To have a hot guy here, naked, letting me use him. I would never be able to have a guy with me naked, except you offered."
"Ted, you would be surprised what you can get, if you just open up and explore a little. In fact, I know a guy that would probably like to be around you naked as well. You are nothing bad to look at. Who cares how big or little your cock is? It is what you do with it that counts. And it counts more if you are having fun when you do it. So do what you like. This is not some pity thing. I want to share myself with you, so that you will know how great it feels to share. I didn't know anything about this stuff a week ago, now I want to do anything and everything." He had moved up and was rubbing his hands over my cock and balls while I talked. He rubbed his hands up my chest and then down to my ass. "Careful there, it is very tender down there right now."
I reached out and undid his belt, snap and zipper while he continued to fondle my growing cock. I pulled out a handful of hard, pulsing cock. "Nice cock. Let's see the rest." I pushed his pants and shorts down. His cock stuck out beyond his shirt. It was about 5 or 6 inches long, and thick with a bush of short, very kinky hair at the base. "Can I suck your cock?"
"No, there is something else I would really like to do?" He said as he moved his hands from me to removing his shirts. He stepped out of his shoes and pants then, and stood trembling before me. "You are really going to think I am weird but your said I could do whatever. I may never get a chance like this again, so I am going to live out a fantasy, even if I never get to do it again. He was shacking even more. His pale body was in stark contrast to the patches of nearly black hair that sprung from his crotch, armpits and head. He had a thin line of dark hair that led up from his crotch to his belly button. His legs and arms were covered with dark fine hairs. His cock was so pumped it throbbed with his pulse.
"What is it? I am open for anything."
"Would you lay down on the ground on your back. No, don't say anything, just let me get this out, I might be able to say it twice. Lie on you back and now bring your feet up here. I want to play with your feet. I want to fuck you feet and cum on them." I didn't say a word as I complied with his instructions. Who was I, the guy who loved piss, and everything, to say anything about another's fantasy? I raised my feet up, holding the back of my thighs with my hands. He took my left foot and caressed it. Then he bent and smelled in and ran his hand all over it, between the toes, the soles, everywhere.
Then he took the big toe in his mouth and sucked it. He did the same with my right foot, and then slicked the arch of each foot. He brought them together, pushed them down to bend me at the knees. He held my feet together and slid his cock in the space where my arches met. He started working his cock between my feet. Of course, I had never done anything like this before. I could feel his balls on the heels of my feet each time he pushed in. As his cock slid in and out of the opening I was looking up and seeing the head push through and then back. It was like being inside of someone being fucked and watching the action from the inside.
He was running his hands over and through my toes as he worked his cock in and out. He was intently studying my feet during the whole process. Then I saw his eyes roll up and his whole body shook. He shot a load then working to get as much as possible onto my feet. He had pulled out of the hole created and was first shooting then wiping his cock on my feet. When he finished shooting, he bent down and starting licking up his cum from my feet. He worked between my toes getting every bit of it. When he finished this, he looked at me and then averted his eyes.
"That was so hot," I said hoping to make him understand that everything was fine.
"Yes, it was such a fulfillment for me. You can't know how long I have wanted to do something like that. I was so incredible. Is there anything that I can do for you?" he asked looking down at me.
"Well, you will probably think it is way too kinky, but there is something you could do. I can never get enough of this."
"Ask whatever you want?" He said, continuing to caress my feet.
"Would you piss on me? If you would start at my feet, then hit my crotch and then my face. It is unusual, but it really gets me off." I was already hard; I mean if some guy is fucking your feet, that has to get you going. Of course, any time I can be naked, outside, doing anything with regard to sex, then I am going to get hard.
He looked down at me and seemed somewhat relieved. If I could ask for something like that, then his request couldn't be too bad. He grabbed hold of his shrinking cock and pointed it at my feet. He closed his eyes and worked to relax. Then the flow started and he opened his eyes. He pissed a bright golden stream across my feet, then to my crotch and up to my face. I opened my mouth as I began to pound on my cock to drink in his piss. He finished, pissing and stood and watched as I began to furiously work on my cock. It is great feeling to be pumping away with hot piss all over your cock. Hearing the squishing sounds as your fist flies over the wet cock. I had put my legs down, knees bent and I worked on my cock.
Ted slid his foot up to my ass and started working his big toe into my crack. He worked his toes in until his big toe was pushing on my hole. I tried to push back on it to relax and see if he could get it in. He did and was able to slide in just a bit. Another new thing for me and it was putting me over the edge. I was lying in the woods, naked, covered in piss, with almost a stranger standing over me with his big toe in my ass. I grabbed my balls with my other hand, groaned and shot a load up onto my stomach. I kept working my cock until there was no more to come out. "Oh, man that was so good. Thanks, Ted, you were awesome." I reached down and scooped up some cum with a finger and brought it to my mouth. "Nothing like a protein diet!"
"You mean you eat your own cum, too?" he asked in astonishment.
"What you thought you were only guy who ever did that? Most of the guys I know do it. Great tasting stuff isn't it?"
"Yeah," he said, still watching me.
I stood then, grabbed my clothes a put them in my pack. "That was awesome, Ted, but I have to get back to the dorms. Let's walk naked for a bit. It is always such a turn on for me." He picked up his stuff and followed me through the bushes to the trail. At the trail, I didn't see anyone, so I walked along a ways more, still naked. Then about 20 yards from the dorms, I stopped and Ted and I put our clothes on. At the dorms, I asked if could introduce him to someone. He said sure.
We went upstairs to my floor. I stopped in front of Fred's door and knocked. Fred opened the door. He was naked. "I like the look, Fred," I said entering the room and he had motioned me in. Ted followed me in. "Fred, I wanted you to meet a fellow classmate of mine. His name is Ted. Ted this is Fred. I thought you two might have a few things in common. I have to run, but Ted if you want to stay and talk with Fred...?"
Ted was looking Fred up and down and especially his feet. "Yeah, if it is okay with Fred."
Fred said it was fine with him, so I left and closed the door. I hoped that the two of them at least got to do some more exploring.
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