Part 1

Part 2

To give you an idea how stupid and shy Cody and I were about the whole jerk buds thing, we didn't even address it for like four days.

We continued to shoot the shit whenever we were both around, drink a couple beers, smoke a joint, blast some shitty music. Now and then a sudden silence would fall between us and we'd laugh nervously and make small talk. Nobody wanted to be the one who brought it up.

Later that week a mutual friend on our floor had a birthday get together in the common room. Booze and girls, what more could you want? Cody and I went and had a couple drinks, but this was just a bit of pre-drinking for the birthday boy. Around 10:30 most of the gang went out to the bar. Cody and I walked back to our room since that wasn't our idea of a good time.

Instead we sat on the floor, buzzed, backs against our beds. Cody strummed his guitar between sips of PBR and I watched the snow falling outside our window.

We were suffering through one of our little silences.

"Tanya looked good tonight," I said idly.

Cody shook his head sadly. "She always looks good. Too good. It's unfair."

"From what I hear you got a shot if you just ask her."

"That's the hardest part for me," he said. Cody was a decent-looking dude. He was short and wiry with long red hair. sometimes he let it hang down to his shoulders, sometimes he wore it in a bun. The dude was a classic music major, more comfortable with his guitar than any human being.

"I heard she even fucked Duke," I pressed.

"Yeah, but Duke's Duke. I can't just ask like that."

"Why not?"

"Could you?"

"No," I said. "I guess not. If I could I'd have fucked her by now."

"Me too, man." He tapped his fingers nervously on the body of his guitar.

I was feeling horny and I could tell he was too. So I said: "You know who Tanya reminds me of?"

"Who?"

"Tori Black."

Cody strummed a chord and pretended to look out the window. "Who's that?"

"Bullshit," I said.

"What, is she an actress or something?"

"She's a porn actress," I said. "I refuse to believe you don't know who she is."

"I really don't!" he protested. His face was flushed and he was smiling nervously at the carpet. "I don't get to watch much porn."

"Me neither, but I know who Tori Black is."

Cody shot me a quick glance. "Does she really look like Tanya?"

This was exactly the opening I'd been looking for. I set my laptop down on the floor between us.

"What are you doing?" Cody asked. He knew. He wanted this as much as I did. He confessed it all later.

I brought up a Tori Black scene and pressed play. "You be the judge," I said.

He strategically shifted the guitar in his lap and inched closer to get a better view of the screen. "Holy shit," he said. "You're right."

"Told you," I said.

My heart was beating in my throat as we sat there in mesmerized silence, watching Tori Black exposing her perfect little tits.

"This is crazy," Cody said quietly.

"Do you want me to turn it off?" I asked.

"Maybe..." he faltered. "Maybe we could turn off the light?"

I did as he asked and he retreated under his covers. "I'm a little cold," he said weakly.

"Why don't you come sit on my bed?" I said, and I was glad the room was dark because I could feel myself blushing. "I can put the laptop on your bed and that way we can both see it."

"You don't mind?"

"Nah," I said, trying to sound as casual as possible.

We both sat on my bed watching Tori Black suck cock, our backs to the wall, wrapped in our comforters like boys at a slumber party.

I was worried I was going to have to take the lead on everything, but Cody suddenly asked: "Is it cool if I jerk off?"

I laughed my ass off. I couldn't be shy anymore. Now it all seemed inevitable. And more than a little absurd that it had taken us this long to figure things out.

"I mean, that's the idea," I said. "If you're cool with it. We did it before, so it's no big deal as far as I'm concerned. Beats the hell out of sneaking around."

"I'm cool with it if you are," Cody said. "Just wanted to make sure you were cool with me doing it in your bed. That's a little different."

I shrugged. "You're only a few feet closer than you were the other night."

I began playing with myself under the blanket and I could feel Cody doing the same. I could hear every little gasp, so close to my ear. We both pretended we were just watching the scene, but we were also watching each other out of the corners of our eyes. Watching and listening and drinking in the thrill of jerking off in the same bed.

We would go on playing this game for quite a while, pretending we only stroked together because it was convenient rather than because it was something we enjoyed doing for its own sake. It took time for us to admit it wasn't really about whatever porn star we were masturbating to. It was about the act itself, getting off on getting each other off. Understanding each other in ways only men can.

As we jerked off to Tori Black (and each other) I started to feel bolder. I stripped off my t-shirt and boxers under the blanket and tossed them into the middle of the room. Then I stretched out and started pounding my dick.

"That's better," I said.

"Damn, you're really going for it," Cody said. "Okay!" He followed suit and tossed his clothes too.

We were both stroking hard and fast, panting and grunting under our breath.

"Fuck she's got a tight pussy," Cody whispered.

"You think Tanya's that tight?"

"Mmm, not when I'm done with her," he said. "I'd tear that shit up."

Seeing the lustful side of my shy roommate fully unleashed almost sent me over the edge. I only just managed to let go of my cock before it was too late.

A bittersweet shudder ran through my body. "Oh shit," I said, "I almost came."

Cody grabbed the Kleenex off my desk and dropped it on the mattress between us. "I'm close too."

"Race you," I said.

We worked our cocks like madmen. A spurt of precum dribbled out of my cock and onto my blanket, but Cody was faster. His body suddenly tensed and as he reached for a tissue he let his comforter fall away.

I saw his cock for the first time as he came into the Kleenex with a raspy "fuck, fuck, fuck." It was bigger than I was expecting for a guy his size, at least an inch longer than mine and a little thicker too. The shaft was porcelain white but his balls were bright red and his circumcised head was too.

Seeing him milk his impressive cock two feet away from me finally broke me. Before I knew what was happening I was fully exposed too, firing rope after rope into a soggy piece of tissue paper.

Cody was admiring my dick but he looked away when I caught him. He wrapped himself in his blanket once more and simply said, "I win."