Tag: roommate

“OK roomie, my girl just canceled so we get to spend the weekend hanging out.”

“But first, we need to talk about something.  I think we might have a problem with theft.  I have noticed something strange happening recently.  My cum rag is cleaner than it should be.  You know the crusty sock I use to wipe up my load after stroking it, It’s softer and more pliable than is normal.  It’s almost like the jizz is being sucked out of the dirty fibers before it can dry up and harden.  I have filled up a lot of socks since puberty, so I know what it would normally feel like after two to three loads a day for the first half of the semester. Someone has been stealing my spooge.  Yesterday, before jerking off, I set up the webcam, then left it running to watch my cum rag in my absence.  Hopefully we can catch the culprit.  Can you guess who it might be?”

“Actually, no need to guess, let’s watch it now together.  OK, here I am slowly pulling down my sweatpants to expose my cock.  It looks pretty good doesn’t it?  I spit into my palm and start rubbing the spit into the head to get it slick. Notice how my dick wakes up at this point and starts to get fully erect.  My thick ten inches looks massive on video, don’t you think?  I have never seen myself jerk off before, I look good, impressive technique.  Perhaps I should film myself more often.  I can only imagine what it looks like when my meat is slamming into a face or, even better, a tight little hole.  What do you think, should I film the next face I fuck?”  For the next twenty minutes we sit side by side on my roommates bed and watch my stroke session.  I am grinning as my roommate squirms, trying, but failing, to hide his boner.   “Looks like we are cuming up on the money shot.”  Sure enough, on screen, I blow a massive load of cum all over my abs and chest.  “Wow look at that, the first shot sailed right over my head and landed on your pillow.  Sorry about that.  I sure cum a lot, don’t I?”  My roomie did not answer, he was too focused on me emptying my balls on screen.  The video then showed me picking up a slightly yellowed tube sock from under my bed and wiping myself down. I toss the cum rag in the center of my bed, pull up my sweats, grab a shirt and my bag and exit the screen.  A few minutes later we see my roommate enter the screen and look around.  He heads straight for my bed and bends down to reach underneath.  As he bends over he sees the crusty, yellowed sock on top of the bed. He picks it up and takes a deep sniff.  As he inhales his cock starts pitching a very visible tent in the front of his grey sweat pants.  We then watch as he licks the dirty sock.  For the next five minutes we hear slurping sounds mixed with moans as he removes my most recent load from the rag.  For me the best part is seeing the wet stain on the front of his sweat pants when he cums hands free, trying to get every drop of my ball juice out of the cotton fibers.  The video ends as he returns the much cleaner sock to the center of my bed.

My roommate is unable to make eye contact, he is staring downward, still hard as a rock.  “Since you obviously cannot be trusted around my jizz rag, I am going to need to find alternate places to shoot my load into. Any ideas?”  He finally looks up with wide eyes as I press record on the webcam, and slowly turn towards him while sliding the waistband of my shorts downward.

My roommate set a trap.  He left a pair of his cum stained Fruit of the Looms on the floor next to the weight bench and positioned the web cam to record and broadcast what happened.  Once he had seen (and broadcasted) enough to insure there was no way for me to talk my way out of licking his cum stained underwear while stroking myself, he came into the room and shoved his ten inch cock in my mouth. 

For the next four hours my roommate used me like a slut.  He shot heavy loads of cum in my mouth, on my face, and deep in my ass.  As he was plowing my cunt for the second time, he pointed out the webcam and told me my coming out party was being streamed to a website called college cum whores.  He then told me that he had arranged for a dozen guys from the wrestling team to come over and use me as a cum dump.   They would each pay five dollars to empty their balls into me, making me a whore in every sense of the word.

Two weeks ago Billy got really drunk and passed out at the frat house.  It was a rush party, and his glass kept getting refilled by the bros, so he kept drinking.  He woke stiff and sore on a dirty mattress in the basement, but other than a few strange looks from the guys, nothing was mentioned about the party, so he must not have embarrassed himself too badly. Ever since that night, however his ass has felt weird, like it was slightly larger.   He could not explain why, but it also itched and tingled a little. 

Last night, after a very vigorous sex session with his girlfriend, Billy lay in bed next to her sleeping form, wondering why, having just cum twice in the past hour, he did not feel satisfied.  He still had a hard on, and was lying there slowly stroking his nine inch cock.  The itch in his ass returned, so he unconsciously started to rub his left hand against his hole.  This felt good, and soon he found himself with two fingers deep in his ass, rubbing gently as he continued to stroke himself.  His girlfriend turned over in her sleep and broke him from his trance.  Realizing what he was doing, he quickly stopped and gently got out of bed, careful not to wake her.  He quietly got dressed and started to leave.  He was wearing basketball shorts and a wife beater, and as he passed the mirror in her hall, he saw he still had a raging boner, which the nylon shorts did nothing to hide.  He figured that it was only two blocks to his dorm and since it was three in the morning, he was safe, no one would see his walk of shame.  As he stood there looking in the mirror, he checked out his own ass, and liked what he saw, a nice bubble butt.  Thinking how good his fingers felt rubbing his hole, he made a quick decision, and snuck back into the bedroom and grabbed a dildo out of the box under the bed.  He knew about the box of toys from a previous visit.  He and his girl had used some of the implements, handcuffs and massage oils, during sex.

He made it back to his dorm room, unseen and quickly stripped down.  His roommate was not home, which meant that he had hooked up and would be spending the night elsewhere.  Billy then lubed up the dildo and worked it up his tight ass.  The itching was gone and he felt full and satisfied.  Using both hands he started stroking the rubber cock in and out of his hole.  The aroused sensations in his ass intensified and he started to remember feeling this way before.  As he pummeled his own hole he had flashbacks of the rush party.  His pants pulled down and his face mashed into a dirty mattress, as guys lined up to rape him.  Dozens of horny college guys spit roasting him, and filling his holes with frat boy jizz.  He remembered cocks sliding into his mouth as he tried to fight them off, telling them, between mouthfuls of dick, that he wasn’t a fag.  He remembered his roommate flipping him onto his back and lifting his knees over his broad shoulders.  Looking into his roommate’s blue eyes as his ten inch cock slid home in his cum filled cunt.

The memories coupled with the thick dildo in his ass, caused Billy to cum, hands free, all over his pillow. As his load shot out of his rigid meat, he heard the door open behind him and his roommate say hi.

Now that its over he is feeling a little guilty about raping his new roommate’s ass.  He just could not help himself, it was as if his cock took charge of his mind and body.  He knows his roommate is lying face down on the bed, behind him, still in his jockstrap.  Those straps framing the violated hole that now contains three loads of his jizz.  The hair on his ass matted with his sperm.

The real problem is that his dick is still hard.  Knowing that his roommate’s hole is still there and that it has been stretched out to fit his cock like a glove.  Knowing that it is waiting, warm, slick and smooth. 

He slowly turns around and drops his pants to his ankles.  His roommate whimpers “please, not again”, then a lets out a small moan as his thick, eleven inch meat slides back inside of him, where it wants to be. 

I had been debating with myself for the past thirty minutes,should I rape my roommate? 

When I got home he was passed out on his bed, naked with that hairy ass sticking up.  I knew once my meat slid into him, our time as friends was over.  Once his hole had been opened up, everything would change, he would be my bitch.  I liked my roommate, he was a great guy, but the opportunity to fuck that ass and have it available for the rest of the year, was too much, I was going to give into to my primal, alpha male, urges.

Once I had decided to take his cherry, I was determined to go all out.  He would get my dick, raw and hard.  I would punch into his cunt using spit and brute force.  I also decided to make it a group event.  I took this photo and sent it to eight buddies, all known to my roommate.  I figured that since he was going to be transformed into a cock hungry, pussy boy, it would be easier for him, not to have to “cum out” to his friends.  They would all know his new role around campus, and could use his tight, hairy, hole to get off. 

Plus the idea of gang banging my drunk, virgin roommate got me rock hard.