My Hot Dorm Mate – Part 5 (Final)

CONTINUED FROM PART 4 – CONCLUSION OF THIS SET OF MEMORIES…


“Yo – there you are,” said Mark reaching into the dual shower stall to turn on the left-side showerhead. From my showerhead, on the right, the stall was steamed up already. I’d probably been standing there under the water for at least 15 minutes just daydreaming about the past few nights.

“Huh? Oh, yeah. What’s up?” I said with my eyes mostly closed under the water.

Mark tested the water on his side and stepped into shower – it was one 6’ wide tiled enclosure with the two showerheads — always a little awkward when you ended up in there with someone random, but it happened so often you pretty much got used to it after a while.

“Been looking for you,” Mark said. “I got stats class in 30, but afternoon’s free – are we hitting the gym? You didn’t show up the last couple days”

I was still a little dazed, lost in the daydreams from just before he had hopped in. “Oh, um – sure. 2 o’clock – right?”

“Yeah – 2’s good,” and then after a pause he added, “You okay bud? I haven’t seen you much the past few days. Hope it’s not about last weekend.”

“No, I’m cool,” I replied.

But he didn’t seem convinced… “Honest, I meant what I said Sunday morning: everything is totally cool… Really!” he urged.

I opened my eyes to see what he meant, and was presented with Mark’s hot, naked, rock hard athletic body standing there, dripping under the hot water. He was looking so damn sincere. He really was sooo damn hot. I was sooo obviously realizing I was totally fucking bi!

“Dude – I know, I know,” I urged. “It’s all good man, no prob – thanks for worrying, but I’m good. This weekend was totally hot for me too. I told you. I’ve just been over at Lisa’s place fucking like rabbits the past couple days, can’t help it. This whole situation has made me even hornier, if that was possible! And Lisa seems down for whatever I can bring.”

“Lucky bastard.”

I snickered a little. “Yeah, can’t complain. I’d probably still be over there but she had to head down to Boston, some family thing – just as well – I have a paper due I’ve been blowing off.” I kept my eyes mostly closed under the water as I spoke, but checked him out when I could sneak in a glance.

“Ah – well Lisa is A-MAZ-ING, I must say. Did I mention you were a Lucky Bastard!?”

“Yep,” I smirked, “all thanks to you really – I mean you practically delivered her to me wrapped in a bow! Remember!”

He smiled. A big brother’s knowing smile, with something deeper there too. Not really sure what I sensed but it was nice.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah” he said, “You keep reminding me. Now that we’ve all fucked around together I’m even more jealous of you: the recent non-virgin with the hot minx! But what the hell, you deserve it bro, you’re a good guy,” and he tapped my shoulder with his hand, which, when done passing in the hall I guess is one thing, but standing naked together in the shower felt, well, a little different. I think I glanced away for a second, probably embarrassed, then chuckled a little and smiled back.

“Aw,” I mockingly played back, “shucks,” and laughed off the comment while tapping him back the same way.
Mark started soaping up. I was already pretty much finished before he’d gotten here so I really should’ve just dried off, but this was my favorite part of ending up in the showers with Mark: getting to check him out when he closed his eyes to soap up. So I re-soaped myself up and used the excuse to stay and watch.

Mark somehow always just came off totally sexy when he was showering, slowly rubbing the soap all over himself, almost caressing himself like a show it seemed at times.

“So do you have class soon?” Mark asked while nonchalantly rinsing off the soap.

“Nope. Was just standing in here to wake up. Got that paper, but nothing else urgent.” I soaped a bit just to seem proper.

“Ah, got it,” he said while now rubbing shampoo in his hair.

I always thought it so awesome how we could be in these showers, like it was totally normal, just shooting the shit talking about whatever, while meanwhile Mark’s totally turning me on without even knowing it.

“Oh, hey,” he said, soap still on his head, eyes closed, “can you help me out for a sec?”

“Sure. What?”

Mark pushed his face under the water and rinsed off the soap. Then squinted a bit and twisted around to show me the back of his neck as he reached around to point at something there.

“I got this splinter thing or something, from my hike yesterday… I can feel it but can’t seem to reach there to get it. Do you see it?”

He still had soap all over his buff bod, and moved himself, backwards, closer to me. I reached up and touched his shoulder and stopped him just before he backed into me.

“Um.. not sure. There’s a lot of soap. Rinse off a little.” And I playfully grabbed both his shoulders and spun him around to rinse off a bit, then let go while he continued. Seeing that cute butt and his sexy muscular back playfully spinning him like that – my cock totally twitched, but I concentrated on fighting that.

“Okay, check again,” and he turned his back towards me again. I had even more trouble fighting down my rising hard-on and my cock lightly brushed his butt a couple times, though I tried super hard to keep a gap between our wet bodies.

“Um … ” I held his shoulders and scrutinized the back of his neck, my cock sooo close to him but not touching. “Yeah, I see something. It’s a little black thorn, I can get it. Hold still.”

And I moved closer so my chest was pushing against his upper back to hold him still while my hands came together to work on the thorn.