We just played basketball together at lunch time, and had classes together. He was reasonably fit guy but wasn't good looking in the classic sense. ...Once I got on the stool and popped my head over I saw him removing his boxers. I was amazed as to how big his cock was. It was uncircumcised and looked long and meaty. It looked heavy. My eyes where wide open. As he put on his clothes I got back into my cubicle quietly without him noticing. I stepped down from the stool a weird feeling grew. Every inch of skin loved the silky feeling from being surrounded by that luxury. Sliding the power on the iPad, I would begin the search for my next sexy story online. As usual, while I looked, I received a half-dozen requests for chats. I usually didn't take advantage of this feature of the site. They were always so predictable, so similar; “Hey babe, wanna chat?”, “Eight inches here, want to play?”, or “OMG Sexy, I love your picture. It made me hard.” It reminded me so much of the bar scene. When he saw me begin to strip, he did the same. Once we were both naked in my garage we approached each other and grabbed each other’s already hard cock. While we stood there and pumped, Chuck said, “Let’s watch the video of my wife while we jack-off.” I retrieved Chuck’s phone for him, and he clicked play. Then he set it on a shelf for us to watch. Once it was playing we again grabbed each other’s cocks, and pumped and pumped. It didn’t take long before we were both oozing pre-cum. Chuck. In my mind, I pictured; Fifteen minutes of all out, half court basketball, ended by an eighteen foot three pointer. As the ball goes "Swish," four men run to the bowl, grab a cabin number, and begin a jog of up to a quarter mile, using flashlights to see the way, to a cabin with their prize. Sweaty, out of breath, they enter the cabin, and pounce on the waiting woman, dissolving into a sweaty mass."Damn!" I'll say!"It was Frank that first saw that this was an opportunity for some high.