My college roommate is a masseur

It was finally time for college. Months of waiting in anticipation was paying off. I couldn’t wait to move out of my parent’s house and have some freedom. I didn’t get along with my parents at all, so literally anything else would be better. Even if the place was a dump. Even if my roommate was an asshole. It was a new start to my life, and I was ready to jump into the deep end.

With the taxi parked in front of my new dorm building, I heaved my bags out onto the grass by the front door. My 5’ 5 runners body was agile, but not exactly well-equipped to hoist my heavy bags around; I’d brought practically everything with me to start my new life. It was fairly warm today and, with all the heavy lifting, I was starting to seat a little. I pushed back my mousy brown hair and readjusted my glasses as I regarded the bags. From the information the college gave me, I knew my room was on the third floor. As I moved the bags into the lobby inside the front door, I had a quick look inside and couldn’t see an elevator; those stairs were going to kill me.

As I stood there considering my options, a guy came down the stairs. He was huge. His sleeveless top showed off big arms and a protruding chest. Even his neck was thick. His short blonde hair was spiked up a bit. His blue eyes looked around before he saw me standing there. Seeing me struggling with my oversized bags, I must have looked miserable. He walked over towards me.

“Hey, you look like you need a hand.”

I laughed. “Is it that obvious?”

“Sucks there’s no elevator dude… you want me to help you out? Which room you going to?”

“That would be great. Er, room 311 I think?”

The guy laughed. “No way! 311? We must be roomies.” He stuck his hand out towards me. “I’m Leo, just finished moving in.”

I shook his hand. “Wow. Crazy coincidence. I’m Ethan, nice to meet you.”

“Likewise, dude.” He bent down and picked one of the bags I’d been struggling with. And he lifted it straight onto his shoulder like it was nothing. “Follow me man.” He picked up another bag and carried it in front of him. That just left me with the last more manageable one. I’d lucked out here with him helping me.

We trudged up the stairs, bags in hands. Eventually, we got to the third floor and Leo led me down the corridor to the room with ‘311’ on the door. He opened it up and led me inside, dumping my bags on the vacant bed. His side of the room was already set up with a few things and his bags.

“Thanks a lot Leo.” I said. “Don’t know how I would’ve managed without you!”

“Oh for sure, no problem dude.” He stretched his arms out a bit. “What have you got in there though? Felt like even the kitchen sink.” He chuckled.

“Oh yeah.” I sighed. “Just about everything I own.”

As I caught my breath, I had a proper look at Leo. He contrasted with me so heavily. The big muscles and everything made him look like a stereotypical frat bro, whereas my slight frame and glasses made me look a bit nerdier. He must have been about half a foot taller too. With the blonde hair and blue eyes, he probably got lots of attention from the girls. Although, his face and the bit of his chest I could see were smooth. No body hair at all. So the beard stubble and chest hair I had felt manly to me, where Leo seemed boyish.

He turned to look at me. “So, I was gonna head out and explore the area a little. You wanna come with?”

“Yeah of course.”

As we travelled around the campus we found a variety of things. A central cafeteria, various faculty buildings, Leo pointed out the gym. Turns out he was an avid gym-goer and played football.

“I never would have guessed!” I joked. “You’re just so small, Leo”. I laughed as I looked up at him.

He laughed back. “Haha, shut up dude, I’m a big boy now.” He smiled to himself. “All the bodybuilding, the football, the massages, takes up a lot of time though.”

“The massages?”

“Oh. Yeah, haha.” He looked a bit sheepish. “I’m a masseur too, give sports massages.”

“Oh wow. All I do is running to be honest.”

“Well, looks like it keeps you in shape dude.”

“Thanks.”

“Hey, I was gonna go to the gym anyway and check it out. You wanna come with, Ethan?”

I thought about it. I did want to expand to more exercise anyway, and it seemed like a good way to make friends with my new roommate. I agreed.

We headed back in that direction as we chatted about ourselves. I told Leo about how I’d wanted to get out of my parent’s house as fast as I could and how college was going to be a new start for me. How I wanted to experience new things. He told me about how he’d been raised by his mom, dad nowhere to be seen. Even then, his mom was not very involved. He’d found friends and purpose in the football team and the gym, and he seemed to consider them his home and family more. Perhaps, despite how we looked, we had more in common than I thought. He was so laid back and easy to talk to, I’d definitely lucked out with him as my roommate.

After walking around campus and having a look at the gym, we ultimately ended up back at the dorm room. We’d been out for hours walking around at this point and my feet and legs felt it. I plopped onto my bed and threw my shoes off.

“Going to be sore tomorrow.” I chuckled.

“Dude, I thought you were a runner? That was nothing.” He chuckled back.

“Oh yeah? I bet even Mr. Muscles here is a bit tired too.”

“Not even a bit.” He winked at me as he fell back onto his bed. “Especially since someone made me carry all of their worldly possessions up the stairs.”

“Not my fault, you volunteered for the position.”

“Dude, I couldn’t leave you standing there looking like a lost puppy.”

I laughed.

“So, I guess you parents didn’t wanna help you move in?”

I shook my head. “No, course not. Did your mom help you out at all?”

“Not a chance. Broke up with my girlfriend too a month ago so had to move everything myself. How about you Ethan? Seemed like you were by yourself, so I guess no girlfriend either?”

I shook my head. “Split up with my ex few months ago now.”

“Oof.” He grunted back. “Guess we’re both singles then. Luckily, there’s loads of opportunities on a college campus.”

“Not if you steal them all first Leo.” I teased.

He laughed and winked at me again. “I’ll leave you some dude, don’t worry.”

The banter faded into silence for a few moments as I rubbed my calf.

“Hey,” Leo said, “you want a free massage?”

“I don’t know, never had one before.”

“Well dude, you said you wanted to try new things right? How about I give you a little massage. Keeps my hands up to speed.”

I considered for a moment. “Sure, why not.”

“Great dude. It’s easier if you’ve not got clothes on, but whatever you’re comfortable with is fine. Guys usually just keep their boxers on, and I’ll put a little towel on top anyway.”

“Oh. Yeah. Um, sure. If that’s what normally happens.”

A few minutes later I was lying face down on my bed in just my briefs. Leo was rummaging through his bag and then came over with a little towel that he used to cover my ass. He then opened up a little bottle he was holding.

“Just a little oil dude, helps the whole thing. Just relax and let me take care of you.”

It was a little awkward at first. I wasn’t sure what to do so I just lay there. I felt his hands rub the oil across my back and start to rub and knead me, starting from my shoulders.

“You’re pretty tense dude, just chill out.”

Gradually I managed to relax, and it was feeling pretty good actually. Leo hands were firm and strong without being painful at all. He massaged my shoulders, and my back. Working downwards. After my lower back he skipped over to my calves and worked up my legs. Each time he got close to my ass it felt a bit weird. But the motions felt good and calming.

“Okay dude, turn over.”

He held up the towel as I flipped onto my back, and then he placed it back on top of my crotch. He then set to work on my arms and my chest. Now face up, I watched as he went about his work. He was focussed, but calmly confident. I felt myself easing even more under his hands.

“Dude, you are way hairier than me.”

I smiled to myself. “We’re not all hairless babies like you.”

“Oof.” He grunted. “Like a dagger to my heart dude. I’ll have you know I can grow a few beard hairs if I really try.”

“I’m sure you’ll be a real man on day, Leo.”

He gave me a jokingly annoyed look. He finished with my torso and went down to my legs again. As he worked upwards he got onto my thighs. I felt him rubbing over and over, and his hands went under the towel to my inner thighs. It felt really nice. I watched for a bit, seeing how his own muscles tensed and moved as he massaged mine. I closed my eyes and I felt so chilled and content.

“I guess you’re enjoying it dude?”

“Yeah definitely, you’re really good at this.” I responded, my eyes still closed.

“I can see dude.”

Confused, I opened my eyes and I looked down towards him. I hadn’t even realized how much I was enjoying it, as my bulge was growing really noticeable, even under my briefs and the towel.

“Fuck sorry.” I put my hands to face in embarrassment.

“Don’t be sorry dude. Happens to guys all the time. Really normal. Just surprised how big you are dude.”

“Yeah, I kind of got bullied in high school for it.”

“What dude? If mine was like that I’d be throwing it around.” His joking eased my embarrassment a bit. “How big actually is it?”

“9 inches.” I said before I even thought about it. I couldn’t believe I was chatting about my hard dick with a guy. But it felt strangely comfortable with Leo.

“Jesus. I thought I was big and mine’s only 7. Crazy dude. Bet the girls love it.” He kept massaging my legs as he chatted.

“Hmm. Well, my last girlfriend didn’t. She said it was weird and when we tried a blowjob she couldn’t handle it.”

“What?” I looked to Leo as he practically gasped. “Dude, your ex is weird. But, you’ve had a proper blowjob right?”

I shook my head sheepishly, the embarrassment coming back.

“Have you… Wait, are you a virgin dude?”

“I mean… yeah basically. My ex jerked me off a few times but… that’s it.”

Leo shook his head in disbelief. “That’s criminal dude. You’ve got a monster like this, and no girl has done anything with it. Insane.”

A few moments passed as he kept working on my legs.

“You want me to handle it for you dude?”

A moment of shock ran through me as I realized what he said. “What?”

“You know. Jerk you off, happy ending and all that. A lot of massages end with it.”

As I looked him in the eyes, he was completely serious.

“Wait… you’ve done this before? I thought you had a girlfriend.”

“Yeah done it quite a bit. And so what? Girls, guys. We all have needs dude.”

“So you’re bi?”

“I’m not into labels and stuff, Ethan. I just like people and hot bodies.”

I took a moment as I processed all of this information. My big muscular roommate was massaging my almost naked body, talking about how he’d gotten guys off before and how he would do that for me now.

“But I’m straight.” I complained.

Leo scoffed. “You don’t have to be gay to enjoy a hand job dude. I’m just taking care of you and your body. All you gotta do is lay back and enjoy.”

I didn’t know what to say or do. I lay there in stunned silence. My lack of protest must have seemed enough for Leo though. His hands moved up my legs and then took the towel off of me. I lay there looking at him as he placed his hands onto my bulge. I was already very hard at this point. We locked eyes as he started to rub me through my briefs. I didn’t complain. My body was pumped full of adrenaline, and I just watched him as he rubbed and watched me.

He then took the waistband of my briefs and pulled them down. My hard cock jumped out and stuck out. Leo grasped it. His hand around my shaft, I was breathing heavy. He kept his eyes on mine as he started to stroke up and down. A gasp escaped my lips and he smiled.

“It’s okay dude. Just relax. Chill out.”

He gathered some of the oil onto my shaft as he kept stroking. I had to admit it felt incredible. The way his hands glided up and down, how he gave the head a rub and a twist at the top, he even played with my balls with his other hand. The few hand jobs I’d had didn’t compare to this. I watched how his biceps flexed with each stroke, and I saw his own bulge growing in his shorts.

“I’m gonna show you something Ethan.” Leo said. “Something you can’t do with girls.”

His hands came off of me and started taking his own clothes off. He stood there naked, his muscles bulging. When his boxers came off, Leo’s own cock came out. He was big too, but not as big as me. But then, he climbed onto the bed straddling across me and towering above. I watched transfixed as he took our cocks in each hand and put them together. He started jerking us side by side. I could feel not only his hand gliding up and down my shaft, but Leo’s cock rubbing against it.

I was panting so heavily and gripping the edges of the bed to hang on. He was stroking us together. Gradually, he started moving his hips and I watched as his body flexed and rolled. He started thrusting his cock against mine, essentially fucking against me. All the time his eyes fixed on mine.

I couldn’t take it. I was hornier than I’d ever been. I was panting hard. My body twitched with the new sensations, and my hips bucked into him involuntarily. He just kept thrusting and staring at me. Too soon, I felt myself tensing up. I knew what was coming. Leo must have known too, he sped up. Every thrust, every flex and roll of his body. The pleasure rushed through me.

My balls tightened up, I grasped the bed even harder, and I orgasmed harder than ever before in my life. My dick erupted with shot after shot as I came all over myself. I was astonished, the volume was way bigger than anything I’d had before, and it was so incredible I could barely control myself. Leo kept thrusting and my sensitive cock quivered. A few thrusts later Leo came too, adding his load to the puddles on my chest and stomach.

Leo climbed off and used the towel to start cleaning me up as I lay there in shock. I’d just cum with a guy. Leo casually strolled around the room still naked as he cleaned me up.

“So dude. How was that?”

I couldn’t even speak. I just nodded at him, and he smiled back.