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As soon as we crossed the Florida state line Matt took off his shirt. I looked over at his strong, muscular, teenage chest. My cock hardened. He told me that he wasn't going to wear a shirt again all Spring Break. I joined my friend and took my shirt off to. The sun shining down on my chest felt great as we drove in Matt's red Mustang convertible toward our destination: Daytona Beach-Spring Break '93. Now that we were finally on our way I felt a new freedom. I had the hots for Matt ever since that first day I moved into the dorm. I finally found the room and double checked the number before I opened the door. Yeah, this was it, room 214, at Edward Hall. I opened the door and walked into the my new home for the next four years. That's when I first saw him. He was standing there without a shirt, wearing just a pair of white Calvin Klein boxers. "Hey guy, my names Matt. You must be my roommate." he said, introducing himself. I remember thinkin' how much he looked like Marky Mark in those boxers. I was happy to learn that was the outfit he usually wore in our dorm room. "Yeah, my names Lee. How's it goin' dude?" I said, shaking his hand. "Let me help you with those boxes man." he said. I handed him a heavy box. He took it effortlessly. His arm and chest muscles flexed and bulged as he carried the box. I could tell already I was going to enjoy college life. I glanced around the room. Matt had already unpacked some of his stuff. He had set up an IBM computer and an expensive Sony stereo. The new Depeche Mode CD was playing. There was a poster of Marky Mark hanging in the corner on the wall above his bed. "You look just like him dude." I said, pointing to the poster. He looked at me and said, "No way man! You really think so? Well, I guess, maybe a little." he said modestly. There was a set of weights in one of the other corners. Looking at Matt's well-developed body, I'd say they had been put to good use! Matt had brown hair, cut short, shaved close on the sides and back in a stylish cut. His eyes are dark brown and his face was handsome, with smooth skin that glowed with health and vitality. His face looked young, I wondered if he even shaved yet, but I found out that he was eighteen, the same age as me. Matt's body sure was built! His chest was well-defined from his constant work-outs. His pecs stood out from his hard chest like two mountains capped with tiny, light brown nipples. His arms were huge, with large, hard, rounded biceps. His tight stomach was like a washboard, with rippling muscles tapering down to his lean, thin waist. He had no hair on his chest at all, just a little under his arms, and of course down by his dick. I thought mine was big, but Matt's was even bigger, and always half-hard. At least whenever I got a chance to see it. Which, as it turned out, was often! It hung down between his legs 10 or 11 inches, from a thick bush of curly brown pubic hair. The shaft was so wide I wondered how big it must be when it was fuckin' hard! The head of his dick was a perfect heart shape, and a little darker than the long smooth shaft. His balls were huge like two extra large eggs. They hung down low in their skin sac, with just a few brown hairs. His fine ass was hard as rock, and looked good enough to eat, with smooth hairless skin. Matt's legs were just as muscular and developed as his upper body and covered with fine, tiny brown hairs. I found out that first night Matt sleeps in the nude. My parents had been conservative and I grew up sleeping in pajamas. I just thought everyone did. Matt laughed at me when I came out of the bathroom in my PJs. "What the fuck are you wearin' man?" he said. "I am just getting ready for bed." I said. I was embarrassed and a little pissed off he was makin' fun of me! "What do you sleep in?" I said. He slipped off his boxers and playfully tossed them at me. They hit me in the face. I could smell his cock and I felt my dick jump. "I don't wear anything dude." he said. After that night I started sleepin' in the nude too. Matt always did exercises early in the morning. I would lie in bed, pretending to still be asleep, while I watched him work-out. I would have a raging hard-on but you couldn't see it under the sheet. His muscles would stretch and bulge as he worked them lifting weights or doing sit-ups. All of this, of course, still totally nude! Sometimes his dick would even get hard as he pumped the heavy weights up and down, working his young muscles. When Matt went into the bathroom to shower and get ready for class, I would jack-off thinking about licking the sweat off his hot body. I'd taste my own pre-cum, and imagine that it was Matt's. It tasted sweet and manly. I'd picture his naked teenage body and all the things that I wanted to do with him. I had never done anything with a guy before, but I knew that I wanted my first experience to be with Matt. One Wednesday night, a couple of months after school started, I was coming home from studying at the library. Matt had started going to a night class on Wednesdays, and I didn't have anything to do without him. It was the one day of the week that we didn't spend the evening together. I was taking a short cut between the old gym and the computer labs. I had to take a killer leak and I didn't think I could wait till I got back to the dorm. I noticed a Men's room on the side of the old gymnasium. I wasn't even sure if it was still open now that the new gym was being used, but I decided to find out. I really had to pee bad! I tried the door and it opened. As I walked in, a cute young guy was leaving one of the stalls. He was trying to stuff his hard dick in his jockey shorts and zip up his jeans. He looked surprised to see me and acted sort of embarrassed. Our eyes met for just a second, then he looked down at the ground and quickly left. There were two stalls and one urinal. The urinal had an OUT OF ORDER sign on it, so I went into the stall the kid had just left. I was pissing and lookin' around the stall, reading all of the graffiti on the walls, when I noticed a big hole in the divider between the stalls. I looked down and could see a pair of NIKE sneakers under the divider. Next to the hole someone had written, "Stick your cock in the hole for a blow job." Now I understand why that young kid had acted embarrassed, he had just had his cock sucked! I was finished pissin' by this time but I just stood there, my cock hardening. I started thinking about Matt's beautiful teenage body and big cock. Without really thinking, I began stroking the smooth shaft of my stiff 10 inch dick. A drop of pre-cum was hanging on the end of my cock. I wiped it off with my finger and brought it to my lips. The taste made me even hotter! The guy in the other stall ran his tongue around the edge of the hole. I guess he wanted another dick to suck! I was getting turned on being here in this Men's room. It smelled kind of like the guy's locker room after my gym class, when all the teenage dudes are hot and sweaty from a hard work-out. Kind of a sexy musk smell. I was still strokin' my cock and using my other hand to play with my nuts. I was so horny that I just couldn't stand it anymore! I was tired of jacking off and just dreaming about Matt. I couldn't wait for Matt any longer, I needed some real sex! This guy wanted my dick and I wanted him to suck it. I moved toward the hole and pushed my cock through. I felt his warm mouth immediately engulf my swollen cock head. I had never felt anything so good in my fuckin' life! The guy started to move his mouth back and fourth on my cock. I was moaning with pleasure. I was fuckin' the dude's mouth now, thrusting my cock in and out of his throat. I started to cum. I never shoot so hard in my life! I thought I was gonna choke the poor guy. I never came like that when I jacked-off alone. I shoot all of my load into the dude's mouth, he swallowed every drop. I pulled my dick back and was about to leave when the guy pushed a note through the hole. It said, "Wow man, that was some load you shot! Will you meet me here again next Wednesday night at 9:30?" I took a pen out of my EASTPAK backpack and wrote, "Thanks dude. Sure, it was great. I'll see you next week for sure!" I wanted to tell Matt about what had happened, but I couldn't. We would spend hours talking about everything, except, SEX. I just assumed that Matt was straight. I wasn't sure he could except me telling him I liked guys! He never did date any girls, and once I thought I had seen him checking out one of the guys in the locker room who I thought was hot. I wondered about that, but never said anything. I didn't want to risk losing his friendship. Besides, it was probably just my imagination. Still, I never gave up the dream of havin' my first experience with Matt. Now that I had let this dude suck me off, I guess it was just a dream that never would happen! Every Wednesday night from then on I would show up at the Men's room for my weekly blow job. I wondered who the guy was but I never tried to find out. I didn't really care who he was. It never took me long to shoot my load. I would picture in my mind that it was me on my knees suckin' Matt's hard cock! I know it's stupid. But I felt kind of guilty, almost like I was cheating on Matt. Matt had his Wednesday night class, so he never knew what I did or where I was on Wednesday nights. He probably wouldn't care anyway, I thought! Matt and I had planned Spring Break in Daytona Beach for months. Matt always talked about how great it looked on MTV when they covered it each year. I was thinking about all those hot, horny, teenage guys! Now finally, after all of those weeks we were almost there! Here I was in Matt's Mustang, cruising on down to Daytona for a week of partying. We had Pearl Jam's new tape blasting from the stereo. Matt was beating on the steering wheel along with the drums, and I was playing air guitar. The wind was blowin' through my hair, I looked over at Matt. He never look hotter than now, with his hot, muscular, chest covered with tiny beads of sweat shining in the sun. I looked down between his legs. I am sure that he had a hard-on! I wondered who was he thinking about? He looked over, and shoot me one of his famous smiles. I still can't believe the Speedos that Matt had gotten for the trip. He suggested that we go to the mall to get new trunks for the trip. We each picked out a half dozen pairs, mine where kind of conservative: baggy, dark colors. Matt, on the other hand, picked out bright neon colors, and even a pair of skimpy black Speedos! Matt suggested that we go into the same dressing room so that we could help each other pick out trunks that looked the best. I said, "Cool, good idea." I followed him into one of the large dressing room and closed the door. Matt quickly stripped off all of his cloths. I was watching him try on each pair of trunks, and admire himself in the mirror. As he looked in the mirror, he would run his hand up and down the smooth skin on his chest and stomach, feeling the powerful muscles, but always stopping just before his hand reached his dick. After he tried each on, he would face me and ask how it looked. He wanted to know how the trunks, as he put it, "Shows off my cock?" I had a huge hard-on watching Matt try on trunks. He almost looked sexier in trunks than totally naked! He took off the pair he had on and said to me, "Come on dude, we came in here to try on swim trunks. So try on some of yours." I didn't want to tell him that I had a total boner, and it was because of him! He just stood there, his big cock and balls hangin' low between his legs. I turned around with my back to him, got out of my jeans and shirt, and into the first pair of Quick Silver trunks. I turned around and asked Matt what he thought? He told me that they looked great and really showed off my dick. Then he said, "Looks like you have a hard-on dude. Who you thinkin' about? I know. You must be thinkin' about Spring Break!" I couldn't believe he said that! I had to think fast. "Yeah, man, you know it. I can't wait!" I said, relieved that Matt didn't make a big deal out of it. I think I noticed his dick get a little harder while he stood there watchin' me. Was it just my imagination? Then he tried on the pair of Speedos. Matt could barely fit all of his cock and balls in the tiny trunks. Brown public hair was sticking out of the waist band. The pouch bulged out from between his legs, leaving nothing to the imagination. Of course, that's the pair he ended up buying! When we got to Daytona the first thing that Matt wanted to do was check out the beach. 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