Gay college sophomore Kyle’s musings about knocking up a straight guy finally come true. Sure, his personal life is fulfilling - blogging, surfing the Internet, travel, checking out dudes on flickr. But his sex life? Nah, nothing to make a movie out of UNTIL he crashes a wild frat party and bumps into Chaz! The two have a lot in common, especially entertainment, if you know what i mean with a wink, and before u can uncork the champagne, Kyle’s got Chaz on his back on a couch, naked, and fully erect with a huge man boner and a closely shaved nutsack. It’s the kind of cock and balls you see in a glam film…cut, perfect symetry, with a big thick meaty shaft and a pair of swinging shaved clackers. But enough of my review, my musings. Check the action out for yourself. Then tell me you wouldn’t let Chaz plow your sweet rump, too!

“It started with my little brother,” he says. His left hand is massaging his balls, and his right hand is grasping his dick, slowly stroking it upand down, up and down. He is sitting on his bed, his chest bare and his boxers at his knees. I’m sitting across the room on my bed. My hand is on my dick, rubbing slowly, and my eyes are on him. Two beds, two desks, two closets. The quintessential dorm room.

“I think we always messed around with each other, from when we were really young. But I think that’s pretty normal for brothers, to be curious and explore when they’re little. When it really started though was when I was 10 and he was 9, when we used to take baths together in my parents’ jacuzzi.” His dick is perfect: 7 inches, cut, and perfectly shaped. He continues stroking it, from base to head, giving the head a little extrasqueeze as his hand reaches the top. His left hand leaves his balls momentarily and moves to his stomach: flat, smooth, and hairless but for the sparse dark hair that surrounds his navel and leads down to the patch around his dick. He rubs his stomach briefly and then moves up to his nipple, rubbing and pinching slightly. His eyes are closed.

“I think one of us dared the other to go pee in the tub. Neither of us wanted to get up out of the hot water to use the toilet. ‘You can feel it under the water,’ my little brother Jon said, grinning amused at his discovery. ‘Here, feel it,’ he told me, grabbing my hand and pulling it under the water. He pressed my hand up against his soft, little dick. When he let go of my wrist, I left my hand there. And I could feel his urine jetting out of his piss slit, into the hot water of the tub. Feeling it against my hand was extremely arousing and I remember my own dick started getting hard immediately.

“I grinned widely at him as he continued to pee against my hand, and then suddenly the stream stopped. ‘Do you have to pee?” he asked me. I nodded, and was startled a bit when I felt his hand against my erection, waiting for me to begin. I strained for a moment, and then finally forced a stream of urine into the tub, against Jon’s hand. He giggled as he felt it, and I smiled too. The feelings inside me were so great, pissing into the tub with my little brother’s hand pressed against my hard dick. I reached towards my dick, and for the next few seconds Jon and I both had our hands against the head of my pissing dick. But it was too arousing, and my stream was cut off, though I still had to pee.”

His jerking of his 7 inch dick grows quicker and more intense. The expression on his face is of extreme pleasure. And as his left and moves back to his balls and he gives them a rough squeeze, a short moan escapes his lips. He opens his eyes briefly and looks at me. My 6 inch dick, hard as steel. My hand moving quickly up and down the shaft. My left hand rubbing that area between my balls and hole. A light sheen of sweat is on my body. He smiles slightly and then closes his eyes again.

“We both kept our hands on my dick after I was done peeing. Jon began squeezing and rubbing it, feeling it’s hardness and rolling my balls between his fingers. ‘Are you done peeing?” he asked me. I shook my head no. ‘Me neither,’ he told me, smiling. ‘Let’s stand up,’ he said. And I complied. I stood up in the tub, the cool air hitting my hard dick and balls. His little dick was now hard as well and his balls were drawn up tightly against his body.

“I saw him straining. And then suddenly his stream of urine erupted from his dick and hit me in the stomach, running down and over my balls, down my legs and into the water. A moment later I was pissing too, my own pee hitting him on his chest. He started giggling, and I did as well. I don’t know why, but it felt so wonderful just to be peeing in front of him, somewhere you weren’t supposed to be peeing. And to feel his piss on me probably made my dick 10 times harder than it had been.

“We stepped closer to each other. Our smooth, young bodies pressed against each other’s. His hard little dick against my hip, and mine against his stomach. We both continued to piss over each other’s bodies for a few more seconds. His hard dick digging into my side. My dick grinding into his stomach. The piss spreading over our skin, dripping away. The smell in my nostrils. I knew I was in love.”

His hand is stroking madly. His eyes clenched shut. His tongue darts out of his mouth and licks his lips.

My dick is burning, ready to erupt at any moment. I’m just holding back, resisting until it is time.

He lets out a low moan and lifts his hips up slightly from his bed. His hand stops suddenly at the head of his dick and from his piss slit erupts a jet of his hot, white cum. It is powerful. It lands on his chest. As another jet leaves his dick, landing near his navel, my dick erupts and my cum is sprayed over my shoulder onto the wall behind me. This orgasm is incredible. My dick continues spewing cum, covering my chest and stomach. All the while my eyes are on Tyler, my roommate, as his orgasm subsides and his eyes slowly open.

His cum is all over his stomach and his hand still on his dick which is as hard as it has been the whole time. His milks out the last of his cum and rubs it over his dick head, shivering and sighing with the immense pleasure it brings.

He looks up from his dick at me and smiles. “You gotta piss?” he asks.

I just smile and nod eagerly, my fist still around my shaft, my dick still hard.