An Unexpected Roommate

All characters are consenting adults (18+)

I was excited to start college, just like most people, I guess. A new life hundreds of miles from everybody I knew back home. A fresh start, with new opportunities, and the chance to finally get out and experience the world.

The first few days on campus were a blast. I met some new people, partied with a bunch of them, too, and even hooked up with a girl who I’d met whilst there. We both knew that nothing more would come of the one-night-stand, but that didn’t stop either of us from enjoying it.

Honestly, one of the main reasons why I chose a college so far from my home town, was because I was a self-proclaimed lady’s man, and truth be told, I had exhausted all of my options back home.

I was obsessed with chicks. Everything about them, from their perfect bodies to the way they moaned when they took all eight inches. They drove me crazy, and kept me horny almost every waking minute of the day.

I’d always known that I was a handsome guy. It might sound big-headed, but it was true. My older brother was a fitness instructor, so I’d been working out for as long as I could remember. Add to that, the fact that I spent years on the high school wrestling team, and you can understand why I never had any trouble in the sex department.

Some of the guys had joked that I was a sex addict, and maybe they were right. I woke up horny every morning, and could hardly leave the bed until I’d cranked one out. By lunch time, I’d be scrolling Tinder, and by nightfall, if I didn’t have sex lined up, I’d spend the evening jerking off and watching porn. Maybe it was problematic, but it was an itch that I simply couldn’t scratch, and I certainly enjoyed trying.

When I first arrived on campus, I was shocked at the sheer number of beautiful young women. Everywhere I looked, hot chicks strolled around with their friends, almost begging to be chatted up, and it wasn’t long before I took one back to my room.

“Holy shit, you’re so big!” She said, guiding my throbbing cock into her soaking wet pussy. “No, really” she whimpered, pushing her hand against my sweaty pecs as I began to push in. “Grayson, you’re too big!” She snapped, and I sat back, with pre-cum rolling down my shaft, and watched as she sat on the edge of the bed.

“That’s not going in” she said, “but I’ll suck you”.

“Fine by me” I grinned, thrusting my long, beer can cock toward her, and watching as she crawled toward me and took me into her mouth.

I couldn’t remember her name. In fact, I wasn’t even sure that I’d asked her name, but what did it matter, right? She was hot, blonde and great at sucking cock, and just as I felt my big, juicy balls begin to churn, I heard a crash, and the two of us swung around on the bed.

“What the fuck are you?!” I snapped, holding a pillow in front of my stiff, twitching cock, as What’s-Her-Name covered her tits with the bedsheets.

An utterly pathetic looking guy, with thick-lensed glasses on the end of his nose, and a handful of books that he’d let fall to the floor, gawped at us both.

“I… I think you mean who am I” he said, with a nasally tone to his voice. “I’m Gregory Martin, but you can call me Greg”.

He reached out his hand, whilst I remained frozen on the bed.

“What the fuck are you doing here?!” I spat, drawing each word out as the skinny little idiot held his hand in the air.

“Oh” he said, pushing his glasses up his nose. “I live here now”.

“Fuck this shit” What’s-Her-Name said, pulling her shirt over her head.

“Wait!” I called, desperate to finish. She glared at me as she dressed, and promptly left.

“Nice work, dipshit” I snapped, pulling on my boxers as he shuffled awkwardly toward the empty bed, that I had hoped would remain empty for the rest of the year. “Don’t you fucking knock?”

He apologised under his breath as he began picking up his books. I watched him as he did it, and rolled my eyes. Why the fuck did I have to be stuck with the college nerd? And why the fuck were they all the same?!

“What is this shit?” I said, picking up a tattered old book called Pride and Prejudice.

“Oh, it’s a classic” he said, and despite the fact that the little nerd had just seen a sweet pair of tits, it was the first time his eyes had lit up since he’d gotten here. “You can borrow it if you like, but just be careful. The binding is very delicate”.

I squinted at him. He reminded me of a weird bug.

“I’m good” I said, lobbing the book toward him. He let all the others fall to the floor just to catch it, and I rolled my eyes again as I walked to the shower.

“Don’t come in” I said, as though it wasn’t obvious. “I’m going to be jerking off now because you fucked up my date”.

He bowed his head. He literally fucking bowed his head. What species was this guy?

I slammed on the shower and shoved my boxers down to my ankles before stepping out of them. As the room filled with steam, I couldn’t help but admire myself in the mirror.

I’d been training hard all summer, and the hard work had paid off. I was fucking ripped, and the abs that I’d been working, were now strong, firm and visible. I grasped my cock as I stared at myself. Was it weird to jerk off to your own body?

My mind trailed back to whoever that chick was who had been sucking my cock. It would have been nice to have actually fucked her, but the blowjob had been pretty damn good until Slenderman arrived and fucked it all up. I pushed the little weirdo out of my mind as I imagined her tits, and her perfect ass, and everything else about her, and it took only seconds before I shot my thick, heavy load across the toilet seat.

“Fuck” I gasped, squeezing out the pent up sperm that had so very nearly ended up in her mouth. I showered off a moment later, and strolled back into the room with a towel around my waist.

Greg’s eyes almost exploded from his head, but he quickly buried them back into the book he was reading.

“You know it’s Saturday, right?” I said, spraying deodorant under my muscular arms.

“Yes” he replied, keeping his head in down.

“You don’t have to read”.

He looked confused, but not as confused as I was.

“I like to read” he explained, and I laughed until I realised he was serious.

“You like to read? Who the fuck likes to read?”

“I do” he said, proudly. “It’s very enjoyable actually. In fact, –”

“I don’t care” I interrupted, and he fell silent.

I continued to get ready. Perhaps the party that night would afford me another opportunity to find a willing young woman to get off with, but I wasn’t hopeful. Where would I even bring her, now that my dorm room had been infested.

“Oh my god!” Greg squealed, and I looked around to find him running from the bathroom with his pants halfway down his ass, and his hands clutching his junk.

“What the fuck’s wrong with you?” I scoffed, as he wiped his ass cheek with his hand and stared at it.

“Is… Is that sperm?” He gasped, and I snorted with laughter.

“My bad” I grinned, walking toward the door. “Used to being on my own here”.

Just as I reached the bathroom, Greg hurried over and stood in my way.

“It’s fine” he said quickly, “I’ll clean it”.

I cocked a brow as he slammed the door in my face, but shrugged. If the nerd wanted to be my own personal maid, then so be it. I returned to the bed, threw my sweaty clothes and underwear down, and changed into something a little more fancy.

“See you later” I called into the bathroom, “enjoy your book” I added with a smirk.

“Uh… Yeah” he replied back, “yeah, see you”.

I shook my head as I left the room.

“What a fucking weirdo”.