Call the jeweler spring semester 31 - Sex Stories

Call the jeweler spring semester 31

... and putting up with a bunch of d***ks," I said. "No sweat," Scott said with the professor entering our biology class. His first announcement was that our test were graded. When my name was called, I held my breath in hopes of good news. His TA handed me my test. A huge smile came across my face seeing how high I had scored. Scott was next to be called and then Michael. Scott and I scored the same with Michael trailing us but just barely. I looked at what I had missed and was pissed since I even missed those. My day was made. As soon as my next class was done, I bolted to the dorm and prayed that I could go straight to bed. Luck was on my side with a vacant room. I fully expected Kris to be in his bed but he wasn't. When I woke up, the sun was beaming in the window and our room was hot. I glanced over to see Kris snoring away curled up on top of his bed. While playing on the computer and looking at Facebook, Kris's phone started to ring. He grabbed it and talked quietly. He hung up and grabbed me by the neck. "I know two fucking roomies that got fucked up last night," Kris said. "Yeah and a few others," I stated with him letting go and grabbing his chair. "We were some d***k motherfuckers from what little I can remember. I don't believe Bryson and Corey could stand up by the end of the night. I'm surprised you were taking all those shots. My boy let loose last night." "I did let it all go but paying for it now." "I am too but I'd do all over again. Bryson's b*****r Brett was ...

... really cool last night to all of us." "He was." "Weird how Bryson says they didn't get along back home, huh?" "Sibling rivalry, I guess plus they didn't seem much alike to me..." "I guess." "So what's going on tonight?" "Oh nothing. Knowing Colt he'll wanna repeat of last night." "One night a month is enough for me," I said. "It was fun though." "I couldn't do it every night like some guys I know and see around here. I felt like shit going to class. I remembered walking to class why we drink on the weekends. Hangovers are a bitch!" "You saw where I was when you came in," I laughed. It took us a while to recover. It was nice that Kris wasn't wild or energetic. We forewent our usual Friday workouts and laid in bed or talking on the phone, me included. Our peace ended when there was a knock at the door. I headed there and opened it. Shawn was there. "Did I come at a bad time?" he asked seeing how I was in my shorts as was Kris. "No dude, come on in," Kris stated and sat up. "I was bored so I stopped by to see what y'all were doing," Shawn said. "Recovering, basically," Kris laughed. "I can see that," Shawn said. "We fucking tied one on last night. Let me tell ya," Kris said, bragging. "We all got so fucking d***k even Matt." "Damn, I wish you'd call a friend," Shawn laughed. "Don't say that, Shawn. Kris will take you up on it in a heartbeat." "I would and could use a good night to get so wasted," Shawn said. "I bet y'all are a trip if you're anything like you are sober." "Shawn, ...