Oreos and Cream

The title of this story takes after a game played in the dorms where I am attending college. One day my roomie came back from class with a packet of oreos. Jake was six-foot-two -- as tall as myself -- but about 30 pounds heavier, all muscle. He has pecs the size of dinner plates and biceps like melons, and growing up youngest in a family of five boys he has basically no modesty, stripping off everything in our room and wearing as little as possible. There was no clothing rule in this all-male dorm, only some reminder to be 'decent at mealtimes and in communal areas', so all the guys went about shirtless whenever possible; many studs were naked whenever they're in their rooms. Jake usually went with a pair of mesh running shorts and nothing else, fewer clothes means less laundry!

"'Sup", we greeted each other. He peeled off the muscle tee that he wore to class, and changed his khakis to his very well-worn shorts. It was the running type, curving up to slits at the sides, and it was made of mesh with no inlay (I think he cut it out) so it hugged his ass and dick perfectly. The waistline was slung low and his treasure trail was enticing me between his V-lines. In short, delectable, but he seemed oblivious of his allure.

"Wanna play?"

"Huh?"

"Oreos and cream, JP," Jake was now rubbing his free hand over his abs absently and his fingers slipped inside the waistband. I was drooling but covered up with "oreos? Cream? What are you talking about?"

"Come on, I'll show you," he stage-whispered conspiratorially. Opening the pack of oreos, he laid them out in two pyramidal stacks on our table. "First one to get cream on the stack gets to eat the clean ones," he explained.

"Cream?" I had some inkling of what was gonna happen but didn't quite believe it would happen with a handsome, strapping athlete like Jake.

"Yeah! Cream, cum, you know," Jake mimed jerking off. "What you get when you..."

"Ah, I get it," I didn't want to seem too eager to play, but after we had roomed together for a week I had yet to see him naked. Not because of decency -- Jake had zero modesty when it came to showing off his muscular body -- but because our class schedules didn't allow us to be around each other at the times when we showered or changed. When I got back after late dinners he was usually at his desk studying, wearing his mesh shorts, and both of us had been sleeping in our shorts, although I had been sleeping naked at home since I was young. It felt constricting to sleep in shorts at first, but I didn't want to come across as a perv. Which I totally am, though.

Jake already had his shorts off -- he goes commando all the time -- and pulling on his dick by the time my brain picked up on what he was doing. His pubes were trimmed, and his balls were smooth. His dick was hardening quickly. I wasted no time in taking off my own shorts; like everyone else I was shirtless all the time.

"Oh yeah," Jake breathed heavily.  From the speed of his jerking it was obvious he hadn't rubbed one out for the whole week and he was horny as hell. "God, I've been dying to jerk off the whole week." Bingo! So he was just finding an excuse so he could masturbate in front of his roommate without either of us feeling too awkward. Jack suddenly paused. "I mean, you don't mind, do you? Back home my brothers and I used to jerk off whenever we liked in our room. Our parents never disturbed us after dinner, so we usually ended up jerking off to skin mags. We sleep naked all the time, too."

Was I hearing him correctly? This was such a turn-on! "No, of course I don't mind," I tried to act cool, but I could tell by the tremor in my voice that I was turned on. I was just as horny as Jack was -- also a week without the right time to jerk off -- and seeing Jake doing it was like a shot of Viagra to my dick. He was grunting loudly too (ah, noisy masturbator! I like!) and the sheen of sweat on his hard chest almost made me want to lick him. Almost. I didn't want to scare him off.

"Oh my god! I'm cumming!" Jake's abrupt orgasm shocked me slightly, I usually had to watch porn for at least half an hour before I climaxed, but then both of us had been holding off for a week now. A few streams of clear precum shot out looking like pee, covering the top few oreos in front of him. Then the cum started. Oh man, what a magnificent cumming machine! Creamy white cum shot up several feet in the air -- Jake's cock pointed straight up when it was hard -- and rained down back onto his hair and face. Within a few spurts his whole face was covered in thick white goo. Still his cock kept churning out cum, and the next several spurts landed on the pile of oreos in front of him. The entire stack was absolutely soaked through and every single biscuit was heavily coated in cum.

"Oh, that's... unggh," my sudden orgasm surprised myself. Not knowing where the loser should shoot, I tried to leave the second pile of oreos clean, and turned toward Jake. My first five shots landed on his already-drenched face, splattering his chest on the way down. The next several hit his pecs and biceps, and then his abs. Finally, just as my cock was winding down after about twenty long spurts and the biggest orgasm of my life, Jake's own torrent started to abate. His thick hot cum had turned the pile of oreos into a soggy mess of white-and-chocolate cream.

"Oh, man..." Jake continued to shudder as the last of his cum trickled out. "I... ah, ah,... needed that,... ah uh oh..." As Jake continued to pull on his still-rigid cock, two more shots exited his cock and found their way onto my hand.

"Oh, sorry 'bout that," he laughed and grabbed my hand, licking his cum off. "Mmmm. A bit salty today," he mumbled to himself.

"Well, I guess I'll have loads more protein to eat," I said as I gestured to the pile of creamy oreos. "And I'm sorry I came on you too."

"No biggie, man," Jack smiled. "My cum is everywhere!" I started to wipe my cum off his pecs with my fingers, but Jake said, "lick it off man, i don't mind." I was only too happy to oblige! I started with his coin-sized nipples and licked around his areolas. That elicited gasps, and his dick throbbed and drooled more cum. Working across his chest to the other nipple, I put my gooey hands on his hips. He didn't seem to mind and threw his head back while I licked both our cum off his body. When I reached his face I licked his chin and sucked all the cum off his face too. His eyes were closed in ecstasy the whole time.

"Well! Looks like you  have a lot more cum to hoover up!" He pointed to the stack of oreos in front of him, now looking more like a mess of runny clotted milk than biscuits. The musk from the cum was also overwhelming, a mix of bleach and salt. My mouth watered. Picking up the first one, I stuffed it wholesale into my mouth, reveling in the thick consistency of his cum and the sharp tangy taste. It was salty as he described, with just a tinge of bitterness and a sweet aftertaste. It was addictive -- I finished the whole stack in ten minutes, with some help from Jake who snuck a few himself.

"Good job, dude, good job," Jake patted me on the back, rubbing his hand across his sticky chest where I had sucked up all his cum. "I'm gonna sleep now." He fell backwards onto his bed naked, body still shiny from dried cum, tucking his hands behind his head and giving me a perfect view of his muscular arms and pits, and promptly passed out.

From then on, neither of us bothered to cover up when we were in our room. We discovered that the rest of the boys on our floor had a similar tendency to exhibit their athletic bodies, and we eventually found out that jerking off and playing with cum was fun when you did it in a group. And, Jack and I slept much more comfortably naked.