hotwetguys: cum-filled-boxers: Right after I graduated, I got a job in my college’s facilities
hotwetguys: cum-filled-boxers: Right after I graduated, I got a job in my college’s facilities management department. Part of my duties involved doing room checks; going into students’ rooms and making sure they didn’t have anything that wasn’t allowed. One day, I went into a room to find a student still sleeping. This was not unusual in and of itself; I was required to wake them up if I found a violation, but otherwise we were allowed to continue our inspection. Immediately I saw a violation; he had taken the screen to the window out of the frame and placed it against the wall. I rolled my eyes and started to shake him awake. “Hey, I’m here for room inspection.” I said. He groaned. “The screen, right?” “Yeah. But hey, if you go fix it right now, I won’t write you up.” This wasn’t exactly our policy, but I tended to be more lenient, because I still remembered what it was like to have people come in your room and try to regulate how you lived your life. The guy stirred and sat up in bed, throwing off the covers. He was wearing only a pair of grey boxer briefs, and so I got a nice eyeful of his body. He was toned but not bulky, with a dark treasure trail and thick pit hair that I saw when he stretched. Even better, he had a serious case of morning wood. His cock was pointing straight up in his boxer briefs, and from the looks of it, he must have been having a good dream, because already there was a dark spot of precum at the tip of his bulge. He stood up and turned to face me, yawning. “So, I can just take care of it now?” he asked, unaware of the state his cock was in. I couldn’t resist teasing him. “Um, yeah…” I said. “But, don’t you think you should take care of something else first?” He followed my gaze down to his cock, and once he saw that he was pitching a tent, he turned red and covered his crotch with his hands. “Oh, man, I’m so sorry, I…” I shook my head. “Hey, no problem, dude. I get morning wood too, you know.” He looked me up and down, almost as if he was picturing me waking up in the morning with a raging boner like the one he had. I actually was hard right then, too, but my thick work jeans hid it well, so I doubt he noticed. “Uh…thanks.” He said, still blushing. He sat back down on his bed and placed a pillow in his lap to hide his rager. “Once that goes down, you can fix the screen and I’ll be on my way.” I said. “That alright?” He looked down at his crotch. “Uh…it might take a while to go down.” He said. “Well, I can just give you the fine now if you want…” “No! Uh, nah, I can wait.” He added quickly. I smirked. “It must be hard to hide that monster.” I continued, wondering how much I could embarrass him. “It barely fits in those underwear.” The guy laughed a bit. “Yeah, when I’m wearing, like, sweatpants, it’s really obvious.” “You jerk off a lot?” “What?” he asked, looking indignant. “Hey, look, I’m not judging you. Guys get hard, they gotta take care of thing, we all do it.” The guy looked away from me, still pouting slightly. “Right, uh, yeah. Of course I jerk off.” I laughed. “Me too, dude. Every morning before I come to work, I make sure to bust a load to get rid of my morning wood.” The guy looked down at his crotch again. “Wow…just once a day? I do it more than that…” “No problem with that. As long as you can hold your cum.” The guy’s eyes shot open. “What do you mean?” he asked. “You know, there’s no problem with getting hard and jerking off, but it’s pretty pathetic to be a one-minute man.” “I don’t have a problem with that.” He stammered, huffy. However, I thought otherwise- college dudes his age usually had a bigger problem lasting than they would admit. “Oh, yeah? I don’t know about that. You were already leaking pre-cum when you woke up today. That’s a sign of a premature ejaculator right there.” When I said that, his hips bucked against the pillow in his lap. He grunted. “Bet that pillow feels nice and soft on your cock, huh?” I said. The guy looked at me, but didn’t meet my eyes. “Maybe” he said. He had started humping the pillow in slow, controlled strokes. I smirked. “I bet you jerk yourself off every morning, too. Do you hump your mattress like you’re humping that pillow?” He began to move his hips a little faster, and let out another low grunt. “Ah, yeah, yeah I do.” He moaned. “You last long when you do that?” I asked. “Nah, man, I don’t even –unf- get it out of my –ahh- out of my underwear.” He answered between grunts. I shrugged. “Then there’s no helping it, huh? Hurry up and take care of your boner, dude. Hump that pillow until you cream in your pants like a loser.” He panted hard, fucking the pillow with all his might. “I’m gunna…ah…nnnghh…” He grunted through his messy orgasm, his strokes getting slower and slower, until he collapsed back onto the bed. “Wow, you really do cream in no time.” I said. “Now fix the screen.” “Right now?” “That would be nice.” Reluctantly, he put the pillow aside and stood up. His boxer briefs were stained a dark grey, and his huge load had soaked through the fabric and was running down his leg. His massive cock still jutted out in front of him, as hard as it had been before. He fixed the screen quickly, dripping cum on the floor the whole time. He still hadn’t softened by the time he was done. I handed him a piece of paper. “What, you’re fining me?” he asked, incredulous. “No way, dude. This is my personal cell number, in case you need anything…taken care of sometime.” He nodded, and took it from me. I left the room; and just in time, too. That hot display had gotten me riled up beyond belief. My cock strained hard against the restraint of my jeans, begging for release. It got exactly what it wanted. When I started to walk down the hall, the rubbing of my tight jeans was too much, and my aching cock expelled its load before I could even undo my belt. I shot rope after rope of hot white cum into my briefs, and I felt it overflow and run down my thigh as I rubbed myself off to a blindingly good orgasm. I looked down at my wet, sticky jeans when I came to, and headed to my truck to change, hoping my phone would ring someday soon. Awesome story bro. Can’t wait to hear the next part ;) -- source link
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