The original story can be found here.
Illustrated by Man-Taker.
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Eric was startled awake by someone pounding on the door to his dorm
room. He lay in bed dazed for a few moments and wiped the sleep out of
his eyes. The alarm clock next to his pillow burned a crimson red - it
was just past 2 am. There was another pounding at the door. Eric got
up and peered through the eye hole. His roommate Jake leaned against
the other side of the door and apparently too drunk to let himself in.
Eric groaned and opened the door.
"Hey, were you sleeping?" Jake slurred.
In the back light of the hallway Eric could see that Jake was still in
his club clothes, tight jeans and a stained blue collared shirt. Jake
was a handsome nineteen year old, he was had a tall, lean frame, short
cut brown hair and warm brown eyes that made the ladies melt.
"Yeah." Eric replied.
"Sorry dude, I lost my keys," Jake said as he stumbled into the
darkened room. Eric closed the door and climbed back into bed without
answering. Jake was a nice guy and a good roommate for the most part,
he just liked to party too much. It normally wouldn't bother him, but
Eric didn't like being woken up in the middle of the night. At least he
hadn't brought anyone home this time. Last week Eric had been awoken
by the sound of Jake screwing some coed's brains out and didn't get back
to sleep until they had finished.
Eric shut his eyes and waited for sleep to come. Sleep came sooner than
he expected, but it didn't last long. A deep rumbling noise slowly
crept into his dream and grew into a monstrous cacophony of sound. Eric
awoke to find the source of the loud rumbling came not from his dream,
but from across the darkened room. The alarm clock blinked 3:13 am.
Jake appeared to be sleeping deeply, an amazing feat considering the
loud gruttal tones that emanated from his throat.
Eric sighed and tried to settle back to sleep, but Jake's snores seemed
to only get louder. After several minutes he gave up and tried
shouting, but to no avail. Eric climbed out of bed and shook Jake's
shoulder. It was no use, Jake was out cold.
In the dim light of the room Eric was just able to make out his
roommate's sleeping form. Jake's arms and legs were splayed out on top
of top of the sheets and he appeared to be wearing nothing but a pair of
red boxer shorts. Eric could barely see Jake's muscular chest rise and
fall with the rhythm of his breathing.
After living together for several months, Eric had developed a crush on
his roommate. Jake of course was straight, so with no possibilities of
romance, Eric resigned himself to stealing quick glances whenever he
could. Unfortunately Jake hadn't turned out to be an exhibitionist, so
Eric's chances were few and far in between.
Eric opened the blinds just enough to let a thing ray of light from the
street lamps peak through to illuminate his roommate's sleeping form.
Jake had been a jock in high school and had taken good care of his body
ever since. Eric could see why he got so many girls, he had a tight
body, cute face and nice personality to match.
Eventually Eric's eyes drifted to Jake's crotch, where even in the dim
light he could make out the large bulge in his underwear. Knowing he
would never get a chance like this again, he reached out and shook his
roommate's shoulder, but Jake didn't stir. Feeling more adventurous
this time, Eric tapped his exposed thigh and waited, but Jake continued
snoring unaware. Eric spent the next seconds wondering whether or not
he should go through with it, but in the end lust won out.
He very gently reached out and slid his hand over Jake's groin. The
flesh below was warm and soft, and it filled out his underwear nicely.
From what Eric could tell, Jake was a stud in every way. The thin
cotton material left little to the imagination. Eric could feel every
contour of Jake's long shaft and two fat balls. Slowly at first and
then building up speed, Eric stroked and massaged his slumbering
roommate.
Eric actually felt envy for all those women Jake had been with. Why
should they be the only ones to get access to this stud's equipment?
Eric tried not to dwell on those thoughts. Instead he focused on Jake
as he continued to work his cock for several minutes until it was rock
hard and straining against his underwear.
"That should give him a nice start on his morning wood," Eric thought to himself.
Eric was growing tired once again so he decided it was time to call it a
night. He left his sleeping roommate with his boner and climbed into
bed. He wanted to be awake when Jake woke up and discovered the hard-on
Eric had given him. If he pretended to be asleep he might even get to
watch Jake finish it off. Eric smiled at the prospect and waited for
sleep to take him.
He waited a long time, but It didn't come. As the rush of adrenaline
faded it was replaced by the loud drone of Jake's snores. Eric covered
his head with a pillow and tried to shut it out, but it was no use. He
looked at the alarm clock - nearly 4 am. He'd have to get up in another
two hours and he needed to sleep.
Eric got out of bed and shook his roommate. He yelled at him and
pleaded for him to wake up, but it was no use. It was amazing, there
was no response at all. If not for the snoring, Eric would have thought
he died. Feeling frustrated, Eric smacked Jake in his exposed chest.
Nothing. He tried again, this time Eric punched his six-pack abs.
Nothing. What else could he do? Eric looked down at the boner tenting
in Jake's boxers and smacked it. Still, Jake did not stir from his
drunk coma.
How could he still be sleeping? Eric had heard of deep sleepers, but
this was rediculous! Maybe Jake was faking, playing some sort of
practical joke. Eric didn't think so, but he couldn't be sure. Having
exhausted nearly all his options, Eric reached between Jake's spread
legs and smacked his crotch, catching the slumbering stud right in the
gonads. Jake paused in mid snore and repositioned his head. His
breathing became quiet and relaxed and the room was engulfed in silence.
Unfortunately the lapse was temporary, moments later Jake resumed his
deafening snore.
Having finally discovered Jake's snooze button, it was time for Eric to
get some payback. He wrapped his hand around Jake's two heavy plums and
gave them a tug - eliciting another short pause in snoring. Eric tried
again and got the same result. He continued to tug and squeeze Jake's
nads many times, but he made no long-term progress. Though effective,
as soon as he released Jake's oversized baby-makers, the snoring
resumed.
Eric was on the right track - he just needed to turn up the pressure.
He slid his hand along the inner track of Jake's thigh, following the
contour of his muscular leg all the way up into his boxers where Jake's
tender testicles hung snug in their delicate sack. Eric cupped Jake's
big juicy balls and rolled them between his fingers to inspect their
shape and size. Wrapped in velvety skin, they felt soft, yet firm. He
squeezed Jake's nuts into his palm, gradually increasing the pressure.
Whatever pain Eric was inflicting on his gonads, Jake didn't show a sign
of it. Feeling flustered, Eric changed his grip so that Jake's balls
were trapped between his bony fingers. Though not silencing him
completely, the crushing force on his orbs seemed to stifle Jake's
breathing enough to ease his snores. Eric grinned, pleased that his
plan was finally working, he continued to squeeze the life out of Jake's
balls with all the force he could muster. It would have been enough to
stop a bull in his tracks, but it wasn't even enough to wake Jake. His
bull balls were taking everything Eric could give them, and yet Jake
continued to doze.
If Jake was truly unaware of Eric's actions, his dick was a different
story. Having become fully alert and erect, it strained against
confinement. Eric had always wanted to see Jake's cock fully erect, he
wasn't about to waste a perfectly good opportunity. He reached into
Jake's underwear and pulled the throbbing organ out through the fly of
his boxers. Free and exposed, it sprung to life pointing straight up.
Eric stared at it with awe, from tip to base the thick rod stood proudly
at nearly 8 inches tall.
Eric squeezed the head and was rewarded with a clear stream of precum
leak from the tip. Eric wondered, what if the reason Jake was sleeping
restlessly was because he was horny? If that was the case, Eric had
only made things worse up to this point by giving him a boner and
crushing his nuts. He had no idea how long it had been since Jake had
ejaculated, but he suspected he was one of those guys that let it build
up all week for the night go out and hook up. Jake had come home early
and alone, and probably full of cum.
Eric decided that the only way either of them was going to get a good
night sleep was if he drained his roommate's nuts. He began to stroke
Jake's shaft slowly, gliding up and down the length of his dick while he
gently kneaded Jake's bloated balls. Jake seemed to respond
immediately, his erection stiffened and his breathing steadied. Eric
continued to work for several minutes, alternating his focus between
Jake's stiff member and engorged sack. Sweat began to accumulate on his
naked chest and his hips twitched, matching the rhythm of Eric's
strokes. Despite his body's actions, Jake was still sleeping soundly,
by all accounts having a sex dream of his own.
The room had fallen to silence as Eric worked furiously on Jake's
erection. Suddenly his dick became rock hard and his balls churned -
seconds later hot white semen erupted several feet into the air. Wave
after wave of hot sticky boy juice was pumped out of Jake's balls and
shot all over his chest, arms, and legs. Eric continued to jerk Jake's
cock until every last drop of cum was expelled.
Having finally released their load, Jake's jewels felt softer and
lighter than they had only moments before. Eric gave them one last
twist and stuffed Jake's soft dick back into his boxers. Jake seemed
happier too, no longer snoring and sleeping quietely.
Finally able to go to sleep, Eric looked back on his half naked roommate
covered in his own sweat and spluge. It served him right, but Eric
covered him up with a blanket before turning into sleep. He figured
waking up with a pair of sore, empty nuts was enough punishment - it
didn't have to get compounded by catching a cold. Crawling back into
his own bed, Eric closed his eyes and listened to Jake's long, gentle
breaths and smiled as he drifted off to sleep.
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