Secret Stroke
Freshman Midnight Jerk
The heavy wooden door of my single dorm room at De La Salle University clicked shut behind me at 11 p.m. in the humid Manila night. I was a second-year Electrical Engineering student, drowning in the suffocating weight of academia. Electromagnetic fields, circuit theorems, endless group projects — today had been a merciless barrage of formulas and deadlines that left my brain fried and my body aching for release. As an introvert, I had silently shouldered most of the workload again, the stack of unfinished assignments and looming midterms pressing down on me like a vice.
“Fuck this shit,” I growled under my breath, my voice thick with frustration. My sculpted, athletic body — forged from relentless gym sessions — glistened with a light sheen of sweat beneath my tight black t-shirt. My face, sharp-jawed and dangerously handsome with deep, brooding eyes, betrayed nothing to the world, but inside I was burning.
My cock, a thick 8-inch monster, was already straining painfully against my jeans, the fat head leaking precum like a desperate slut. The stress had turned me into a horny animal. I needed to cum. Hard.
I killed the lights until only the cold blue glow of my laptop remained. With trembling fingers, I opened the saved tab: “College Jock Mutual Fuck.” On screen, Diego Sans — muscular, cocky, and looking uncannily like my forbidden crush Rian — was brutally pounding Levi’s tight ass. The wet, obscene “PLAP-PLAP-PLAP” of heavy balls slapping against flesh filled the tiny room.
I tore my clothes off like they offended me. My muscular chest, ridged six-pack, and veiny arms were exposed to the humid air. My 8-inch cock sprang free, rock-hard, throbbing angrily, veins pulsing along the thick shaft as a fat bead of precum rolled down the swollen, angry-red head.
I dropped onto the edge of the narrow bed, legs spread wide like a whore in heat. My right hand gripped the base of my fat cock and stroked it slowly, squeezing hard. “Mmm… fuck yes,” I hissed. The slick sound of skin on skin mixed with the wet schlick of precum being smeared all over my length. With my left hand, I grabbed the bottle of thick, sweet lube and poured it generously over my cock and fingers until everything glistened obscenely.
“Shlick… shlick… shlick…” The filthy, slippery sounds grew louder as I edged myself mercilessly — long, slow strokes from base to tip, thumb brutally teasing the sensitive slit, then faster, tighter pumps that made my balls tighten, only to slow down again just before I could explode.
My eyes never left the screen. Diego was wrecking Levi’s hole, growling like a beast. In my fevered mind, it was Rian — the tall, cocky basketball jock with broad shoulders, a perfect six-pack always soaked in sweat after practice, and those full lips I fantasized about wrapping around my cock.
“Rian… you fucking stud… destroy my hole,” I whispered hoarsely.
I lubed my tight asshole generously, sliding two fingers deep inside with a wet squelch. “Ahh… nngghh… fuck!” I curled them, brutally massaging my prostate until my cock jumped and leaked even more. Then I grabbed my thick 7-inch veiny dildo, pressed the suction base to the floor, and lowered my hungry ass onto it.
“Shlurp… pop… ohhh fuuuck!” The fat head breached me, stretching my hole wide as I sank down inch by inch until my ass swallowed the entire toy. I rode it like a desperate slut — slow and deep at first, then faster, hips slamming down so the “PLAP PLAP PLAP” of silicone pounding my prostate echoed through the room.
My hand flew up and down my 8-inch cock in vicious strokes. “Shlick-shlick-shlick-shlick!” The sounds were nasty, wet, and obscene.
The fantasy consumed me. Now I was the one fucking Rian. I imagined him bent over my bed, ass up, moaning my name while I rammed my thick cock balls-deep into his tight jock hole. “Take my dick, Rian… I’m gonna flood your guts with my load,” I snarled through gritted teeth.
I edged again and again, bringing myself right to the brink only to slow down, savoring the torture. Sweat poured down my muscular chest. My abs clenched. My hole clenched greedily around the dildo.
Finally, the dam broke.
“Rian… I’m cumming in your fucking ass!” I roared.
I yanked the dildo out with a filthy pop and stroked my cock like a madman. The first rope of cum erupted violently — “SPLUUURT!” — thick, hot, and white, splattering across my heaving chest and abs. Spurt after powerful spurt followed, painting my sweat-slicked muscles in sticky white streaks. “Ahh… ahhh… FUUUCK!” My body convulsed, hips bucking wildly as my prostate throbbed and my hole twitched emptily.
Panting like an animal, I scooped the thick, warm cum from my chest with trembling fingers and brought it straight to my mouth. I ate it ravenously, like a starving whore. “Mmmph… slurrrp… gluck gluck…” I sucked my fingers clean, licking every drop with obscene hunger. The salty, bitter-sweet taste of my own thick load flooded my tongue. I scraped more from my abs, shoving the sticky mess into my mouth, chewing it slowly before swallowing with loud, greedy gulps.
“Fuck… so good,” I groaned, my voice hoarse and broken. “I swallowed every drop… all for you, Rian.”
My cock was still twitching, half-hard and glistening with cum and lube. The laptop continued playing in the background, moans filling the room.
The stress of tomorrow’s deadline still waited, but tonight I wasn’t done.
I smirked, licking the last traces of cum from my lips.
“One more round, you filthy slut… Make it even nastier this time.”
My hand wrapped around my spent cock again, already stirring back to life.
Rian… this cursed Engineering degree… they were turning me into a cum-hungry animal.
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