I would drop my pants and stroke away in the shower area, imagining the room full of naked guys waiting their turn to use and abuse me. At the center of one wing was an old bathroom, musty and unused, that someone had forgotten to lock. At one point people had lived there, but for the time being it was just empty rooms and maintenance facilities. In college I got in the habit of getting up extra early before my morning classes and going down to the basement level of my dorm to jerk off.
