It was a large property with a stately home and outbuildings, which just happened to be not too far from the local university’s fraternity row. The current owner was a young, single guy who had inherited from his parents a couple of years before. The compound’s best feature was an Olympic pool with full gym and spa which made it popular with the new owner’s friends, a select group of young males who enjoyed the facilities as often as possible.
It was so nice to have a friend so generous and welcoming.
As happens with groups of friends, there is always some overlap, and that’s how Thursday nights started. One of the owner’s friends also had friends at a few of the frat houses nearby. This friend came on Thursday nights to use the amenities with a smaller group whose interests centered on shared nudity and other, related activities. This friend was quite close to the owner in an intimate way, and he knew the owner’s tastes and proclivities very well.
Those proclivities were ones he also shared with some frat men he had started to meet. So it was that Thursday nights became available to those frat men as well as the previous participants.
By now, you’ll probably understand that nude swimming, exercising, and spa use always ended in... well, to put it simply, circle-jerks and porn movies for the guys.
The arrival of frat jocks only made things more interesting for everybody.
After a time of usual spa use (albeit in the nude), fraternization took on a more urgent turn. Young horny guys who weren’t shy about jerking off and cumming together began fueling each other’s arousal to a fever pitch. Watching the porn on the screen actually faded by comparison.
One of the ways this happened at first is that the original guests and the frat guys lined up on opposite sides of the locker room’s flat-screen to enjoy the porn and each other’s reactions to the opposite group. Their appreciation of that vantage point ratcheted up each other’s enjoyment, at the same time making them want it last and slow down the chances of shooting off too soon.
As these sessions got hotter, some guys started to cross the space and get a better admiration of the other group’s endowments and sexual passion, with some doing more than just watching.
With time, more guys started to get invited to Thursday nights and definite bonds began to form. Even the guys who weren’t only into guys began to warm up to the action and their new friends.
Young men often experience this, particularly those who have low inhibitions and prize pleasure over social constraints.
The delay they strove for to make the pleasures last made these connections even stronger, so that jerking off with other guys became a bond of obsession and need.
Other adventures lost their allure, and bonding over circle-jerking released powerful emotions. The smell and sight of other men cumming, even spraying jizm on each other, drove their fantasies and invaded their dreams. Soon hot bodies, fat dongs, aromas of sweat and cum got obsessed over even when they were alone, especially over the ensuing weekend. The need to jerk off, and especially to do it around other guys was soon almost all they thought about.
Some of the frat guys changed roommates to live with the other Thursday night frat guys and had very intense, if private, bonds.
Most ,of course, just enjoyed the fun and understood that they could always bond with other guys over cocks and cum.
Cock-bonding has always been there, and always will be.
