“Mikey, it’s Logan. Is everything okay in there?”
“Everything’s fiiii... ” A fifth orgasm stopped him mid-sentence.
“What’s happening Mike? Do we need to go home?”
Michael considered it. They were both too drunk to drive and they were a long way from their dorm at Perimuk. Additionally, his unwanted orgasms didn’t seem to be stopping anytime soon.
“No! Just give me a minute!” Michael responded.
“Okay.” Logan said. “Holler if you need anything.”
Michael sat in silence for a while, seized by a sixth orgasm. He couldn’t believe how his body was able to keep producing semen at the rate that he was expelling it. After a few minutes, there was another knock on the door.
“Logan, I said give me a minute!”
“It’s Trish.” A deep voice replied.
Michael didn’t know what to respond, he was frozen in fear and shame.
“Hey, I’m not really sure what’s going on with you, but if the girls out there are giving you… I mean if your body’s betraying you, I get it.”
“No it’s not that!” Michael shouted. “I mean, I know what it looks like, but I don’t know what’s going on.”
“Michael, I’ve only had a dick for about ten minutes now, so I’m not much of an expert, but I’ve recently learned that the thing comes with some… hard-wiring that I wasn’t expecting. Honestly I don’t know how you guys don’t have a boner all the time. It’s like every boob I see is an alarm clock to wake the thing up.”
Michael was silent again, he didn’t know what to say.
“Sorry, I’m oversharing aren’t I?” Trish said.
“No! I just… don’t know how to respond.” Michael said quickly.
“I don’t mean to overstep bounds or anything, I just feel like as some of the few biological males left at the party we’ve gotta help each other out. Us guys gotta stick together, ya know?”
Michael felt such a weird mixture of emotions. He was bro-bonding over a girl he’s had a crush on since coming to university… over boners.
“Yeah. I just… unghhh.” Michael covered his mouth as he had another orgasm. He wasn’t sure if Trish had heard it.
“I wish I could help you.” She said after a moment.
Michael’s heart skipped a beat.
Did she hear me moan? Does she mean… she can’t. She must just mean help like in a friendly way. She can’t mean…
“Maybe I can’t but… hold on one sec.” Trish said.
“Okay.” Michael squeaked.
After a moment, he got another knock on the door.
“Trish?” He asked.
“Nope. Jesse. Trish told me I might be able to… help you?”
Michael’s heart skipped another beat.
Holy shit… does she er, he mean what I think he means? Did Trish really…? Is she trying to… hook us up?
“Michael? You pass out in there?” Jesse’s silky voice returned.
“No.” Michael’s brain was racing. “I just don’t understand.”
“What’s not to understand Mikey? We need to get back to the game, and you seem to be… indisposed at the moment.”
Michael’s cheeks flushed red.
“Jesse… I--”Michael started.
“Michael if you’re not interested just say so. I noticed you didn’t save my snapchat.” Jesse sounded deterred.
“I-- didn’t know what to do with-- I mean you’re very-- I mean your female body is--”
“Michael open the door.” Jesse said, determinedly.
Michael nervously pulled up his underwear and waddled to the door. He slowly opened it to reveal Jesse standing naked in the hallway. Michael had forgotten how hot he now was. Jesse looked down at Michael’s bulge and then back at his eyes.
“Let me help Michael.” He said in a sultry voice.