Way off in the lower levels of the older dorms, the ones bulit in the 50's and 60's there are rooms, one per dorm, that is all by itself, behind a cou...le of doors and they have bathrooms to themselves. perfect for being a working college student.So I advertised in the right places. Bulletin boards. Walls. Bars close to campus. And even early websites. Basically I said I would entertain anyone in a private room on campus where you could be (almost) as loud as you needed to be to get off. . I heard all the “talk” about girls at school, and undressed them with my eyes just as much as any other guy. I had many “sessions” as a teenager “taking care of the need’ the way most boys my age did. In my late night fantasies, I made love to every girl in the school! Yep, like most boys my age the Sears catalog was my first “Playboy” magazine! But somehow I just could not bring myself to try and take that step. Maybe a lot of it was not having the opportunity, and being a bit on the shy side. A hot jet of thick creamy spunk flew through the morning air and landed flush across my tummy and inside thigh. Another dollop crashed over my bush and onto the bed, most of it getting tangled in my curly pubes turning them a brilliant bright snow white. Another 2 drops splashed onto my tits. A panic had gripped my still convulsing body, as I looked up and saw his cock hovering over my face as he jack hammered it hastily inside his hand. Another stream dropped more gently from his dick and. At three she popped her head round my door to say"Claire's just phoned. She said for you not to be late as she has somebonds she wants you to study tonight." How I kept a straight face I donot know!The reminder, however, destroyed all thoughts of work or business so, anhour later I was on my way home, but via a florist to get a huge bunchof roses for Claire to thank her for all her support.Not knowing what she had planned, I used my early home-time to bathe andshave. Then, with the roses.