Dorm life

I was "straight" while living in the dorms, so didn't fully appreciate the naked bodies in the shower, the shirtless horse-playing in the hallway, the wrestling in the dorm rooms, all-night gaming sessions in boxers only...sigh

However, when I moved off campus as an upperclassman, I thoroughly enjoyed going back to thw dorms to fuck the freshmen and sophomores. Damn, I miss college lol

I was "straight" while living in the dorms and fully appreciated the gang showers and my naked roommate.

Never bagged him but oh the scenery...

My first roommate Freshman year was a real dork who no one liked.

I successfully got him to move out, and this hot guy to move in.

He began sleeping with my best friend, Debbie, not three feet from my bed. I would lie there and have to listen to them fuck.

Well....one night, Dan (who has one of the biggest dicks I've ever seen) and I ended up sitting on my bed together. One thing led to another and....

Debbie was out. I was in.

Then there was this long-haired artist stud with a killer body I fucked around with. He would come to my dorm room and we would fuck.

He also had a girlfriend who would track him down and yell his name up to my second story window. Real boner killer.

We had shower dividers. It was a relief since I lived in fear of getting an erection in a group shower.

I loved it,molts of rough-housing late at night

I fucked the RA.

My RA was so hot. I acted like a little school girl around him.

I sucked off the basketball team

Were there no ugly people in these schools?

More group-shower stories please.

@r9, of course. But with so many dudes in the dorms, it is easy to block out the ugly ones.

After I came out to my "straight" roommate he started wearing a bathrobe when he got up in the mornings, which didn't quite hide the fact that he had a hardon every morning, which was not true before. Poor thing. Closeted to the end.

I don't think college kids live in dorms past freshman year anymore. They all move into houses or apartments with roommates so they can drink themselves into a stupor and get high.

I lived in the dorm for four years undergrad and one while in grad school. This was in the olden days, all guys, 1,000 in two towers. Not one gay thing ever happened as far as I know.

This was back when girls were on the other side of campus and had hours and strict standards. Almost zero hetero sex either.

BUT, I had about six little teasy-type events that could have gone further, maybe much further, had I not been such a wuss and so deeply closeted. Of course, they are all in their 60's and 70's now, so fantasizing the memories doesn't work much anymore.

Showers had stalls with curtains but I still got peeks at all the guys. Late 80s Pennsyltucky. Lots of hockey hair.

I remember my freshman year seeing a guy who was literally the most gorgeous male specimen I had even seen naked. Tall and athletic, cut and defined musculature like a marble statue, v-shaped torso and bubble butt. He was also really handsome with a shock of thick, dark and wavy hair that was cut sortof "new wave." He was a snob who never spoke to me though. Looking back he was probably gay.

My RA was a douche but a hot one, blond and handsome with a killer bod. I had no idea at the time but he was the first guy I wanted to hate fuck. He was older (like 23, gasp!) and more filled out. I remember his legs and ass were really muscular, covered in golden blond fuzz and he had a farmer's tan year round. I still love farmer's tans.

My favorite was actually a little guy named Marty who lived down the hall. Didn't know him that well but I loved running into him in the showers. Compact build, probably about 5'6" at most. Very cut, lean body and a very cute face with dark curly hair and blue eyes. He had the most beautiful cock, probably 6 full inches soft, cut, with a purple mushroom head that I desperately wished to taste. His cock hung down over plump hairy balls, with a lush bush and a treasure trail going up his six pack. His very defined chest was hairless, with two pink, always erect nipples. He also had a beautiful, creamy white ass. Just adorable in every way.

Yup, the showers were great for checking out guys. 25+ years later I still remember my favorites. I was deeply closeted then, though, so nothing more ever happened. Sigh.

My freshman year roommate was an adorable straight Lacrosse player with a fit, tight body. Our beds were across from each other in our very small room, and he wore nothing but boxers to bed. He tossed and turned at night and many mornings the covers were kicked off and he was lying on his back with his big, thick hard-on poking out of of the fly of his boxers. Oh, good times! He would be sound asleep as I laid in my bed ogling his big perfect dick for awhile, and then of course I would high-tail it down to the bathroom at the end of the hall to take care of you-know-what.

Each of my two "straight" friends at college said to me about the other "You know he's gay, right?" One would be considered a MARY! here by DL'ers who met him, and the other had rather an obsession with porn actor Jack Wrangler.

I lived freshman/sophomore year in a large, men-only dorm at the Catholic university I attended in the Midwest.

The shower room on my floor had individual stalls with curtains, but then in front of each curtain there were small individual changing areas that included hooks for robes, towels, etc. So most guys stripped down in that area, and then upon finishing they dried off and dressed there too.

So if you were showering behind a curtain, it was extremely easy to just sort of peek through small cracks around the edges and get a really nice view of naked dudes, without calling attention to yourself.

Consequently my little closeted 'mo self took a lot of realllllly loooooong showers. I saw most of the guys on my floor naked countless times. Some of them were so hot, I can still picture their naked bodies more than 20 years later.

One guy in particular, Nathan, had the biggest dick I've ever seen with my own eyes. Flaccid, I swear to god it hung nearly to his knees. He was also quite handsome, and despite being extremely shy and quiet, he always had really beautiful girlfriends. Guess word got around. I was friends with his roommate, and I remember the first time I saw HIM naked and thought wow, I didn't a guy my age could have such a hairy ass!

Let me tell you, there's a lot of male energy and testosterone floating around men's-only dorms. Like a previous poster mentioned, lots of shirtless horseplay in the hallways, etc. There was one dude on the floor my second year who had a reputation for hanging out nude in his dorm room, don't know what that was about.

Nothing exciting or porn-worthy happened. But, I did get glimpses of cock and hot bodies.

I was raped by the RA and the basketball team

You custardy-custards!

I worked full-time and lived in an apartment! My parents barely covered my tuition. The only 'experience' I had was with my professors, making back-room deals!

Sordid, nasty, dirty back-room deals.

Graduated with a 3.75 grade average, although my butt was sore.

The cleaners didn't do the bathrooms on weekends. Not uncommon to find vomit and beer shit in toilets, sinks, and a few showers too.

@R22, so true.

After a poker game with drunk guys I was forced to suck their cocks because they decided I was a "faggot" (I was of course, but keeping quiet about it in fear of being beaten). I did as they demanded and enjoyed their young eager cocks which they poured beer on. Their cocks were all wet and slick, making the cocksucking easy and I really got them the fuck off. I could actually feel their cocks swell up, get real hard -- just before they exploded really sticky cum in the back of my throat. I swallowed their sperm which they liked. All of it from each of the five guys in the dorm room. My facial muscles hurt from all that cocksucking but at the time I knew in my mind this was a "moment" in my life and to take full advantage of it and enjoy it to remember in the future.

The guys I sucked off kept it on the downlow because they enjoyed it. I gave them real good toe curling head and they wanted to use me for more when they couldn't get pussy. And so once a month there was a drinking party and poker followed by me on my knees sucking off each one's dick. Nice dicks they were, too. No little ones. I'd say they were all above average dicks. One was at best 9 inches and real fat like a roll of salami. That one in my throat nearly caused me to gag, but I didn't I just breathed slowly and kept my cool while he jutted it into my mouth as though my mouth was a pussy. They fucked my mouth like cunt.

None of them wanted to butt fuck me. They weren't into ass stink. They just wanted their cocks suck and what better person to go to for oral than a "faggot," right? That's what they'd say.

They were straight though, actively searching for pussy. Sometimes getting it, most of the time being rejected for some reason or another, so those times the guys would use me and my big wet lips to service their cocks.

The nice thing about it was they were all really nice to me. Nobody ever fucked with me. And I got tutoring help if I asked. They guys treated me OK, but warned me NEVER to tell anyone they let a "fucking faggot suck their dick' or else they'd "beat my head in with a two-by-four."

Mens and their cocks. Always such drama associated with the almighty cock in America.

from R24 "Mens and their cocks. Always such drama associated with the almighty cock in America."

And you wonder what-the-fuck is going on in their minds, horny straight guys. Anything? Sometimes I doubt it, just the dick doing the thinking.

Not a lot of hot guys on my floor or throughout the dorm - EXCEPT the 2 baseball players who lived right across the hall from me. I remember coming back to my room early one day after a class was canceled and one of them was in the hall in only his tighty-whities throwing a football back and forth with the RA. I left my door open the entire time and I'm sure did a lousy job of discreetly checking him out. Flawless tanned skin, hairy chest with bulging pecs, a great round butt and a nice full basket. Never saw either of them in the shower; they practiced early and showered at the gym.

I fucked my Gaysian roommate nearly everyday for the entire semester. I was a shameless slut in college.

Did you keep in touch with any of them, R24? When were you in college?

They had brunch every other sunday.

I lived at home for college because it was 20 mins from my house. Freshman year I had to take a physical education class so I took weightlifting. We were assigned partners and mine was a guy named Tony, very slim but muscular. He was taller than me about 6'2. We got along great. He had really big arms, but small legs and I have legs like tree trunks lol. I got into a competition with another guy there on the hack squat machine. We put on more and ore weight until one of us could not press. I had won. Tony invited me out that night to go drinking to celebrate. I never suspected a thing because I had seen him around campus with a girlfriend kissing and such. Well we had a good night out and I drank too much. He said "just crash in my dorm." Called my mom and told her I was crashing on campus. We got to Tony's room and he has a full bed. I told him I would crash on the floor. He told me there was plenty of room. I got in bed with him, he said "careful I might mistake you for a chick in the middle of the night" I told him "I was gonna say the same thing..." and he laughed but was still looking me in the eye..next thing I know we are making out. We were but naked and damn if he did not have the biggest dick I have ever seen. We traded head, then he flipped me over and ate my ass like a champ...and fuck the hell out of me. When I woke up the next morning we were in each others arms. I thought he would claim memory loss..but nope he wokeup, looked at me and kissed me again (no morning breath worries lol) and we fucked again....it was even better. We fucked my whole sophomore year. Then kind of lost touch.

I had two roommates in my dorm room. One was a beautifully built man with a hairy ass. He had a habit of taking a shower and nap in the afternoon. I often found him naked and sleeping on his bed. The towel he wrapped around himself after the shower would come off as he tossed and turned. I could view him for several hours while trying to do my homework. When he woke up he always apologized.

I was reading Brooke Shields' new book and her dorm experience at Princeton sounded depressing. She was BROOKE SHIELDS and trundling down the hall to the shared shitter. She heard rumors that people were going to try and photograph her in the shower. The 3 other strangers were messy and would stay up late and sort of shunned her.

Do college do dorms just to make more money? It's not for everybody.

I went to a small private college about 45 min outside of Atlanta. It was great and I had a blast all 4 years. I was in a frat (Pi Kappa Phi). There were a group of us who were friends, in the same frat, and we were all gay (this was the early 90's so we were not open at all). My friend and I shared a dorm room. He was actually the Archon of the fraternity. Every Thursday night he and I would go 'study', when in fact we went to Atl to party at The Armory (closed now). Slept with a few guys at the school and never was exposed. No public shower story's as we lived in a co-ed dorm and our suites all had private bathrooms and showers. However, I was in LOVE with this soccer player in our frat and for some reason he followed me around (kind of like the Zack/Frankie situation on BB although I hate that analogy because I'm nothing like that asshole Frankie). He thought I was the funniest guy he'd ever met, etc. I was in secret love and lust with him. He was so hot. Toned/swimmers body. Tan. Soccer hair - kind of long and messy. Every year he won the award 'Hottest Ass' by the sororities. I'm telling you he'd come in my suite in just his underwear and I must have acted like a stupid girl. I think he finally picked up on my 'vibe' because he started making excuses to take showers in our suite (because his room mates were using his, blah blah blah). Then, he'd shower with the door open and then walk out naked and start drying off in front of me while just having normal conversation. OMG. I can't remember how many times I beat off thinking about him. Well, several years ago I was on FB and got an invite to Homecoming. A few of my other friends were going so I decided to fly down and go. The first night, I went to a party at the Pi Kap house with friends and this guy came up and grabbed me and spun me around. He was saying all kind of shit about seeing me again. I just smiled and kept saying the same to him, calling him bro this, and bro that. I had no idea who he was. NO. IDEA. When he went to get a beer, I looked at Tim and said: Omg. Who the fuck was that? Tim laughed and said: Well....that was Terry... He had lost all his hair, weighed about 300 lbs - no kidding. His face was as big as a pumpkin with triple chins. My heart broke. I would never be able to jerk off successfully thinking about him. I'm still FB friends with him and I fell really bad for him. He occasionally posts shit about: What happened to me. I'm so fat. I'm so ugly now. Then, I did a google search and found out he's had 3 DUI's in the past 3 years. I wish I could help him. I was always kind of jealous of him because he seemed to have it all. Now, his life is kind of shit :(

I have the usual memories about the guys in the shared showers. But one memory that stands out:

The showers had hooks outside the stall for your towel. So there were always pranks being played where guys would steal your towel when you were showering, and you would have to walk through the hallway naked and wet to get back to your room. (It was a men-only floor.) I remember one Saturday morning of my freshman year (1988) I was hanging in my room which was just a couple down from the showers. My door was open part way, and this guy Nick comes running in, completely naked & wet. Someone pranked him and as he was walking back to his room a group of girls entered the floor, so he jumped into my room. Nick was a quiet guy, handsome, on the hockey team so had a great muscular body...but probably a few too many pucks to the head. Very dark complexion, big smooth pecs, big nipples. His cock was average length, but fat.

I expected him to ask for a towel, but instead he stood there naked, poking his head out of the door to see if the women had left yet. So we stood there making small talk, me clothed and Nick buck naked. After a few minutes he apologized for getting my floor wet, so I finally said to him that he was welcome to one of my towels. It was the obvious solution that just never occurred to him. He was a nice guy, and actually got good grades, but just lacking in common sense. I can't tell you how often I jacked off thinking about him standing naked in my room, casually chatting.

Good times.

Our all-male dorm was amazing. On the Abercrombie floor all of the men were rippped blond twinks with cum gutters and just a light sprinkling of butt hair.

On the Cub floor all of them were hot, bearded and hairy chested studs ready to fuck. The Daddy floor was loaded with shifty-eyed grad students who scared me, but I made my way down there many times.

Needless to say, they all had huge throbbing and pulsing boners every morning dripping with precum. Our favorite pastime was trying to piss through our morning wood into the communal trough.

So. Much. Sex.

My entire freshman dorm hall reeked of jism.

That's a great story, r34

I don't have any stories that could be added to nifty.org, but I have good memories just hanging out with a bunch of people in someone's room and just shooting the breeze for hours.

I was ready to move on by the end, but there was something nice about being able to walk down the hall to talk to a friend or watch a game or movie with a bunch of people in the lounge.

[quote] Every year he won the award 'Hottest Ass' by the sororities.

What did his ass look like before he went to crap?

Hot, R34.

Dorm life was heaven, for me.

Lived in the dorms my first three years, before getting an off campus apartment with 6 of my guy friends senior year. (1999-2003). My roommate all three years was a friend of mine from high school. He was straight. There was zero attraction. I never looked at him sexually. TBH most of the guys who lived on my floor weren’t that attractive. Living off campus senior year was different. A lot of testosterone in that apartment. It always smelled like dudes. One of the guys, Brian, had a muscular beefy body with big hairy arms. I wanted him so bad. He’d always saunter into the bathroom while I was in the shower “yo dude I gotta piss”. I’d always peek through the curtain and watch him piss. Beautiful, hairy cut cock. To this day I get hard as a rock watching a dude take a leak.

R42 that's it? You never shook it off for him?

I seduced my sophomore year roommate.

My roommate and I and were best friends with the two guys in the room next to ours. The four of us used to hang out and party together on weekends. My roommate and I were nerds, in school on scholarships and the guys next store were jocks, one blonde on the soccer team and a brunette hottie on the football team, both very athletic and good looking. For whatever reason we did all actually get along and we joked that the 4 of us were the two odd couples. Anyway, one night we got BLASTED and smoked, drank and pilled.. Not sure what happened, but what I remember is "coming to" and realizing blondie was sucking my cock and brunette was railing my roommate in the ass. We all continued till the next morning and then pretty much didn't speak about it again. We still hung out but no other sex.. drugs in the 90s.. sigh..

I was one of the people randomly assigned to live in the athlete dorm at a large Big Ten school. They aren’t allowed to make athlete-specific housing so some people are randomly selected to be with them.

I saw a giant dick or two in my day. Lots of shirtless dudes walking around all day.

Take me back.

R46 won the gay lottery.

Sure, Jans.

I was in the jock dorm for two years and there was more gay sex going on there than in the hippy dorm I later moved to.

I lived with football players first two years, lacrosse players last two. It was like a huge frat. I loved it. I’m still Bros w many of them.

[quote] My roommate and I and were best friends with the two guys in the room next to ours. The four of us used to hang out and party together on weekends. My roommate and I were nerds, in school on scholarships and the guys next store were jocks, one blonde on the soccer team and a brunette hottie on the football team, both very athletic and good looking. For whatever reason we did all actually get along and we joked that the 4 of us were the two odd couples. Anyway, one night we got BLASTED and smoked, drank and pilled.. Not sure what happened, but what I remember is "coming to" and realizing blondie was sucking my cock and brunette was railing my roommate in the ass. We all continued till the next morning and then pretty much didn't speak about it again. We still hung out but no other sex.. drugs in the 90s.. sigh..

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Hated it. I was literally like Tracy Flick in Election, studying bitterly while everyone was socialising.

I love lived in Athlete dorms in the entire time.

Lif in girls’ dorm for architected vas veddy no fun. Me pussy not grabbed until i vas supermodel.

R34, why didn’t you offer him your towel dude?

I just remember on the first day, the RA had everyone on the floor take a chair and sit in front of our room to go over the rules and conduct ice breakers. Something about our hobbies. This was a more conservative christian school in the south, around 2010, but I will always remember the looks that were given when one guy sheepishly admitted that he was into cheerleading. He was correctly branded as gay, thus becoming persona non grata in our building. I was still in the closet, though not as slick as I thought, so I was always polite to him but wouldn't dare hangout with the guy. I always thought he was super brave to just come out with it in front of everyone, while I hid in fear.

Dorm life was great. I stayed 3 years then moved off campus my senior year. We had brand new facilities with wifi, cable, private bathrooms (not in the freshman dorms) and my best friend was fine staying as well. So we didn't see the need to rush over to the older worn out off-campus houses that most student's rented.

I remember that we used to call it "Ann Franking" when we'd play drinking games freshman year, it was a dry-campus so had to whisper as RAs would roam the halls on week nights listening for any rooms that might have alcohol. Room searches were a thing in the Freshman dorm if suspected of drinking, hence the nickname. But the risk was a part of the fun of pre-gaming before a night out. I also liked late night study session in the common areas, then I could comfortably walk to my room and crash.

I hooked up a lot in High School, but I went into closet overdrive in college and was nearly celibate throughout those years. I'm glad I got over those hurdles and wish I would have had the courage to transfer schools and be my true self. But dorm life is fun. You learn how to make and leave friends. The people who were your best friend the first 2 months might be strangers by the end of the year. Everyone's door was open and people were excited to make friends, this is why dorm life kicks ass. After freshman year it's about convenience over socializing. I think people have a better college experience when they stay in the dorms at least freshman year.

My freshman roommate was a tall handsome ginger with a gorgeous body, huge dick and killer smile. I'm sure he was a closet case or latent mo. I was in the closet. I couldn't keep my eyes off him. He stated to tease me in delicious ways. For example I'm putting on my jeans and he'd give me a sly smile and say, "Oh, I should tell you I wore those yesterday." And I say "No problem." Long pause. "I went commando, too." Wink.

Freshman year one of four roommates (in a suite) was out and militant from day one. Which was a big deal in the 80s - at 18. I was closeted but had gone to gay bars, had gay sex and knew I was gay. It was so awkward and I didn’t treat him well - not mean just not friendly and he wasn’t exactly warmly welcome by others either. But he was also an annoying person. But I think in retrospect how lucky I was to be exposed to an out gay man and how brave he was.

I came out 2 years later somewhat. But the school was too small and nerdy to really enjoy. I feel like I wasted my prime years 18-22 in a non sexual environment. But then I guess it helped to not get AIDS too. Moved to a big gay city after college and enjoyed fully.

I lived in the freshmen hall my first year and then I became an RA to save money.

My roommate was great and we were friends and still stay in touch. He was pretty cute and would give the shirt off his back if needed, but he was a total sex addict. I can’t tell you the number of times I accidentally walked in on him and his flavor of the week.

I met my husband during my sophomore year and we dated from then on. I did get one resident complaint once that we had loud sex 😅 But that was just once.

I lived in the International Dorm and my roommate was from Cyprus. They have mandatory conscription so he was older and lived in austerity like a soldier. He was never there, hanging out with the off campus international students.

Within the first month I ended up in the one grad student’s single on the floor that divided the male from the female sides of the hallway. He some how wrangled eight of us, equal boys and girls, into having a bondage party tying us up in all kinds of combinations and taking pictures, mouth gags, blindfolds and all. The most innocent girl we tied up and put in the elevator and sent people down to the 2nd and 1st floors to be there, but she went up to the 4th. The elevator opened to her bound and gagged struggling to a group of Israeli students who assumed we were under terrorist attack and freaked out.

Ernst, did you just openly talk about having loud sex with your husbear? Oh, how DL has changed our little prude. How did he even fit on that twin mattress? Is he a post-sex cuddler?

Your fans need to know.

I did, R61.

Twin XLs are 6’8” long, so he fit height wise. As far as width wise, one of us was on top of the other most of the time, so it wasn’t an issue.

He does enjoy a nice cuddle which I like quite well. We got together nicely.