Endurance Test

NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR - This story is continuation of the Example Chapter (you don't need to go and read it) by Throne65 on this website in their story That luck bastard/bitch! Read the synopsis of this story on the right side and you'll realize where to begin with.

Oh God what the--

There were five girls in the dorm room. Okay, let me say that again. There were five naked girls in the room. And Sam was the only guy. Olay, let me say that again too. And Sam was the only naked guy in the room full of five naked girls.

For a moment the girls all gasped, they all knew each other. After all, they were college-mates.

But knowing each other, and being in such a confined space with each other and naked was way different. Sam only had good relations with Sarah of the five. The rest he had seen a few times, maybe shared a joke or a casual conversation. But Sarah was the only one he knew, and he knew her well. She was five four, nine inches smaller than Sam himself. She had dark hair and beautifully expressive eyes. Her hairs were slightly longer than till her shoulders. Sam liked her, but he didn't have the courage to tell her that. She had been in a relationship until recently and was suffering from a break-up. So, Sam wanted to let some time , let her grieve and move on before he tried his luck. He didn't want to be the guy who takes advantage of her newfound loneliness, and somewhere in his heart, he also didn't want to suffer from her newfound hatred, if any. Being the cheerleader that she was, she was well in shape. Slightly plump breasts, not saggy. Curvaceous waist and a thin belly. She had a finely shaved crotch. Sam was jaw-dropped staring at her, and she knew he was staring at her. Because she was looking away, blushing. Her hands on her face.

"Oi, pretty boy from the football team, aren't you?" the blond who pulled Sam inside the room exclaimed. She was tall, almost as tall as Sam. He looked at her. There was mischief in her eyes. She was a bit bulbous though; bustier than Sarah. And she didn't mind showing off at all. She stood with her hands on her waist. She had a very cleanly shaved crotch too. Sam almost salivated looking at it. But the sexiest part was that her body was pink. "Getting a good look, are we?" she exclaimed, noticing his eyes. She sounded Brittish. Her name was Cassidy, but she was more commonly known as Cassy.

The other three girls were shocked. One of them being extremely shy, she was of an Indian origin. And it seemed as if being naked amidst girls in itself was a huge leap that she had taken. And now a boy in the midst of that! Her Gods would condemn her if they found this out! Her name was Aayra, she was Muslim. Sam ed her! She wore a hijab all the time and remained in those full-sleeved Muslim clothes! She was naked here!! His eyes widened. She wasn't even wearing her classic thick-frammed specs. She looked completely different... and hot. She was shying away behind a pillow. "What are you doing Cassy!?" she was the first, and the only one to complain. "He's a boy!" she rasped as if someone would listen.

"That's the fun part, isn't it Aay?" she called Aayra, Aay. Maybe Aayra was too long for her mouth. "The true endurance test will now begin... and definitely for us."

The other two were sisters. Twins. Not very identical. But they had identical bodies, pale, and thin. Perky breasts, one larger than the other. Mild freckles. Mildly hairy crotches, not a bush though. One of them, Jenna (bigger breasts), was Cassy's bestie. She wasn't on the cheerleading squad though. Only Cassy was out of the other girls. And the other twin, one who seemed to be like an introvert - was Anna. She was paler, and whiter. She seemed not so interested in Sam and his body though.

"Looks like someone's enjoying this!" Cassy eyed Sam's dick. He was erect as hell. Sam looked down at himself. Oh fucking fuck! He realized how he had been so busy staring at all the girls, he hadn't hidden himself! At all! He immediately did, and cowered!!

"I uh- I don't plan to interrupt or in or anything. It's just- it's just- My uh- My team, football team, they... bunch of fucking retarded bastards..." he mouthed, "they uh- stole my clothes and my towel and left me naked in the showers. I'm sorry. I don't mean to interrupt." He looked at Sarah. "Please give me a towel or a gown or something and I'll leave. I didn't know whom to come to, or what to do. I'm so sorry I came to you. I didn't know--"

"Okay, okay." Sarah became serious now. She understood Sam's predicament.

"I wouldn't tell this to anybody... I promise..." Sam reassured, and he saw Aayra taking a breath of relief.

"I'll uh-" Sarah became awkward now. "I'll give you a towel... and uh-" she didn't know what to say. "Yeah."

"But why?" Cassy intervened. Sam looked at her. "Why can't he play?" she asked. Oh hell no. Sam thought. He had a liking for Sarah and being naked with her was a different thing, it was hot. And he wouldn't miss the chance anytime he got it. But being naked in front of five girls, and playing pillow fight? No way. That is way too embarrassing.

Sarah looked at Sam. Sam was taken aback for a second, because he saw a 'Do you want to stay?' in Sarah's eyes. What the fuck! She wants me to stay!? Why the heck would she want that!!?

"I uh- I don't think Sam would want that." said Sarah.

"Oh c'mon!" Cassy turned to Sam. "He's a man. No man would deny the chance of being naked in front of five beautiful and naked ladies." she said. "Or is it that you don't find us beautiful enough, eh Sam?" She towered over Sam, looking down. She was incredibly hot.

And against his will, Sam's willy wiggled. Cassy smiled. "There, you see. He likes it. I got physical confirmation." And then she kneeled down to Sam. "He's lovin' it..." She bit her lip.

Sam couldn't think straight. On one hand, this was so fucking hot. Being naked in a room with five naked ladies. One of which he liked very much. But it was embarrassing!! He was getting horny. And he was exposed. And a million other sane things!

"I- I- I don't-" he stuttered.

"Oh c'mon say it that you want to stay. You're dying to stay. In fact, you're imagining us pleasuring you right now. Aren't you? Aren't you thinking of comin--"

"Oh stop it, Cassy!" Sarah exclaimed. Shepulled her back. Sam looked at her, but all he could focus on was how her breasts jiggled while she did the pulling off Cassy. Then she gently sat down beside Sam as well, and she put a hand on his shoulder.

She was the normal Sarah, the one he was always with. The Sarah he looked at every time he needed motivation on the field. The Sarah that he loved...

"Do you want to stay?" asked Sarah, a genuine smile on her face. And at that moment, despite her naked body right in front of him. He couldn't look away from her eyes. God I love her eyes...

"Do you want me to?" he asked... almost a whisper. She was gently taken aback by the counter question, but she bit her lip, adjusted her hair behind her ear. And looked into his eyes again.

"It'll be really awkward. And embarrassing. For all of us. But I think we'll enjoy this. It'll be a great story to tell. So, to be really honest, I think... I do..." she lingered her eyes into his for a second longer than not enough. "So?" she asked.