I was a college junior and had a freshman roommate named, Tim. Tim was naïve, 6’3” with a nine inch cock (true). He was raised by his mom and feminine-looking (narrow shoulders, wide hips and man boobs, also true). I first noticed his cock in the communal shower and couldn’t believe my eyes. He was huge even soft. I wasn’t really into guys, so I never thought much about him until one night.  I had been drinking and was horny as hell. I came back to the dorm around 1am and quietly entered the apartment. Tim was on his back sleeping in bed, completely nude, his massive soft cock laying across his leg. He had the window open and a full moon made it easy to see him. I stripped and started playing with my hard cock. I softly walked into Tim’s room and stroked as stood at the end of his bed enjoying his magnificent specimen. I was nervous, but harder than I could remember. Tim stirred from sleep a little and I started to leave.

“Dave? Is that you?” Tim whispered as I stood frozen in place with my boner in full view. I was busted, but maybe Tim would think it was a dream.

“Yeah, it’s me.” Tim lifted himself up on his elbows and looked at me. “Is everything okay? Why are you in my room?”

I could tell he was groggy, but he was definitely taking notice of the situation. I had to think fast. “I’m okay, Tim. I was just checking on you to make sure you were okay. Your door was open, so I came in.” I didn’t know if he bought it, but it was the best I could do.