It’s been two weeks and Rory can’t handle it anymore. Sleep isn’t an option after the two Blue Ewe energy drinks he chugged a few hours ago. Now that they’ve worn off, he’s too exhausted to wrap his brain around the stack of Hemmingway on his desk he’s supposed to be reading.
That leaves him with this damn erection. He’s laying in bed with a hard-on he can’t do anything about except push around with the tip of his paw. His roommate Eiji is asleep on the other side of the room, literally nothing between them besides two blankets and a dark room. He debated this constantly in the weeks before he showed up to university, whether he’d go off to the bathroom to do it, or figure out when his roommate is in class, or just do it anyway and hope Eiji wouldn’t notice. He’s been too hesitant these past two weeks to do anything about it. And way too busy.
Now, though, there’s nothing that matters to the lion but him and his goddamn erection. He spent his whole teenagehood jerking off three times a day in his bedroom and there’s no way he’s going to give it up now.
He does the math in his head. It’s 2 in the morning on a Tuesday and Eiji is breathing deeply. He’s for sure asleep. There’s a streetlamp outside that faintly illuminates their room, but the curtains are closed and it only does enough to keep the visibility just above pitch black. He could quietly whip it out under the blanket, massage his cock for a little bit, cum into his bedsheets like he did all of high school, and hopefully fall asleep. No way Eiji knows. No fishy business.
In the lion’s brain that’s fogged with arousal, that makes perfect sense. He slips his cock out of his briefs and presses his paw into the area right between his shaft and his head. His body pulses with pure pleasure and he has to do everything in his right mind not to moan. Jerking off has never felt that good and he’s barely done anything. Maybe that’s why you don’t jerk off three times a day every day.
He shifts his legs so he ruffles the fabric less with each stroke and goes for it. Normally, he needs to rapidly scroll through porn on Twitter to get the erection, but his mind is completely blank and his cock is rock hard. He bites down hard and keeps stroking himself vigorously.
Deep breath. Deep breath. If he doesn’t slow down, he’s going to cum after three minutes of jerking off, but the appeal of orgasm sounds so heavenly right now. He wills himself to stop but his paw keeps going.
“Dude.”
That’s one way to get him to stop. He freezes and his head shoots over to Eiji, who he still can’t make out in the dark even after his eyes adjust. He stays completely silent, hoping he’s just speaking in his sleep.
“Ror. Dude.”
“Yeah?”
“Are you jerking off right now?”
Rory laughs and tries to find the right answer.
“Was I being too loud?”
“I ask because I’m jerking off too.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, dude.”
“You’re fucking with me.”
Eiji makes a noise of assent and leans over to plug his string lights in. Sure enough, Rory’s dalmatian roommate is lying there with his dick poking out of his pajama bottoms, rock hard. He’s seen him naked when he’s changed before but obviously never hard. He has a nice cock.
Rory snorts. Even though this is probably much weirder than if he was just caught jerking off, it feels so much more comfortable to know his roommate is just another horny guy. “Shit, dude.”
“Fucked up,” Eiji says.
“I just don’t know when to do it!”
“Dude, I don’t care. We’re guys. We jerk off. If you need to get off, just tell me and I’ll– I mean do it right there, I don’t care.”
“Okay. Thank god.”
Eiji laughs. “That’s fucked, though. It’s like we’re jerking off together.”
Rory grins. “I mean, we kind of are in a weird way.”
“I mean…”
They lapse into silence. The two guys grin at each other from opposite beds, dicks still poking straight up.
“I dunno,” Rory says. “That sounds…”
“Kinda fun?”
“Yeah. Totally.”
“You wanna come sit on my bed?”
“Dude. Hell yes.”
Rory stands up and walks over with his dick poking right out. Eiji gets out from under the covers and scooches back in bed. Rory takes the seat on the opposite side of him. The boys smile.
“You have a nice dick, man,” Eiji says.
“You too, totally.”
“Do you just wanna…?”
Rory strokes his cock tentatively. Eiji gives himself a stroke too. Their toes touch and their tails sway back and forth. “Yeah…” he whispers. “Yeah yeah yeah.”
It makes a surprising amount of sense to both boys. Neither of them are gay, neither of them have ever thought about having sex with another guy, but this isn’t really that. They’re just enjoying each other’s company. The lion in just a pair of white briefs, the dalmatian in a pair of blue pajamas and a graphic tee-shirt, stroking together in the soft light. They’re both average, Eiji maybe a little bigger, but that doesn’t matter to them. All that matters is getting to enjoy themselves.
“Dude,” Rory says. “You don’t know how much I missed this.”
“It’s good, isn’t it?”
He bites his lip. “So good.”
The conversation quickly falls away. Any last ounce of hesitation is gone as the two boys lay back and enjoy themselves. They switch between looking down at their dicks and looking at the other guy’s face. Rory bites down hard. Eiji’s clearly feeling good from the glazed look on his face.
Rory feels orgasm coming once again, and once again he does nothing to stop it. Two weeks of stored up semen shoot out of him onto the blanket between the two boys. This time, there’s no need to stop himself from moaning, so he lets it all out. He loves the smile on Eiji’s face. Eiji finishes soon after. He jolts his thighs out and back in as his load dribbles out onto his pajama legs, a little bit on the blanket. Their cum pools together.
Both boys lean back and breathe in deeply. Rory laughs and Eiji joins him.
“Dude.”
“Dude.”
Rory smiles. “Do you, uh, need a towel, or…?”
“Nah. There are already like five loads in this blanket.”
“You cum in it too?”
“Literally no reason not to.”
“Awesome.” Rory yawns. “I think I’m gonna head now.”
“Goodnight, man.”
“Night.”
Rory steps back over to his bed, stuffing his dick back in his briefs. Eiji unplugs the lights.
“Ror,” Eiji says.
“Yeah?”
“Anytime.”
“Anytime, dude.”