My first year of college was a roller-coaster. Why? It was when I realized, I was bi. More importantly it when I saw my friend, who eventually became my master. I have written this with very little exaggeration, as a friend who suggested to do so. Hope you like it.
It was the first year of my college. New place, new friends and most importantly, new roommate. In my hostel each room had 2 students. The room had 2 small beds, a washroom and a small area between them with study tables. When I entered my assigned room, he was already there. Surprisingly well-built for a college student, with eyes highlighted. I was smaller compared to him. He was wearing a sleeveless top and a really thin short. I just hoped he had cleanliness because that’s all that mattered to me. Turns out he had. I introduced to him as well as he, and he turned out to be really friendly. Too friendly, in fact. Our college would start only a week later giving time for students to get to know each other (you might recognize it, but anyway XD). We quickly became good friends. Everywhere we go, we went together. My hostel mates would always ask him if they want to talk to me or vice versa. Let’s call my friend Bob. Bob also became quickly popular because of his charismatic behaviour. Now starts the teasing and pulling. I have to break up several such incidents to make you understand, without any exaggeration.
I was very unlucky with the girls, and I was a virgin, so my hormones were always excited. As in, I always comment and notice girls, or in short, just very horny. And I used to share this with Bob. I would show him the Instagram profiles of girls and comment on how I would fuck them. Bob was surprised at one moment. He asked me why I so horny and laughed quite a bit. I said with desperation: “I just want to have sex man. At least once. I don’t care if it’s a 40-year-old or even a guy for that matter”. And I laughed out loud. I don’t know why I said that, I could have been a little drunk. Bob just kept smiling. He usually didn’t comment on girls, but would add something when I did. I never noticed it because I’m a dumb motherfather.
Tease no 1 – One evening, Bob was taking bath, and I was laying on the bed reading a book. Usually both of us would come out fully clothed. Sometimes, Bob would be just in shorts, those really thin shorts, where I could see his bulge, but I didn’t care much. This time, he came out with just his underwear. And that too wet. I saw that and immediately screamed: “Dude, what are you doing?” Bob was laughing like a maniac while he said: “Relax dude, I’m not nude. We are guys, just chill”. I thought maybe I was overreacting. Yeah, its fine. I also started to wear just underwear, not only after coming out from bath, but on evenings, because we found it comfortable.
Tease no 2 – College started. It was fun. Bob was in a different class, but we were close than any of the guys out there that maybe almost some of them thought we were a couple. It was heavily raining outside, one Friday evening. We were out for some drinks with our buddies, and came back to our room completely wet. I immediately took off my clothes and was in my underwear. As I started wiping myself, Bob suddenly stopped me. “What are you doing? Dude, you should sleep like that. Haven’t you tried it? It’s so cool”, he said. My dumbass stood there fascinated, and eager to try it. It was only 10’o clock, but we decided to sleep early without drying ourselves. The lights were off, and it felt good to lie down on the wet bed. Then I noticed something. Bob was doing something in his bed. It’s been sometime, so maybe he thought I was asleep. We couldn’t see each other’s faces but could see the body part because of the moonlight from the window. I doubt whether he could see me at all. I looked carefully. He was fapping. WTF. That was my reaction for 10 minutes. He was stroking it and bless me, that was a huge dick. I found it disgusting. I tried to sleep and forget about it. Next morning, I found the stain on his bed. I find such things really disgusting, but I made myself forget about it.
Final event…. Most unexpected thing of my life– Two or three days after tease no 2, we were pretty bored. There was nothing much to do, college had just started and we were pretty much most of the times, chilling. It was a Saturday evening if I’m not wrong. Bob had gone somewhere that whole day. Since I was hungry, I ate from the cafeteria at around 7. I was expecting Bob to reach by around 9, at least that’s what he said. I opened the door, thinking about doing something fun. That weekend was boring, until then.As I opened the door, a hand pulled me inside so fast, I couldn’t even get the time to react. But I saw the face. Bob. He was completely nude. He slammed the door. Before I could say ‘what the fuck bob’, he pushed me to the bed, pulled down my pants and underwear and slapped my ass. I was obviously shocked, but I couldn’t react at all. My hands were cold and I wanted to get up, but Bob was already putting oil in my ass. He pushed his fingers into my asshole. I didn’t know what to do. I was confused. I could have thinking about how to get out of his grip. But that was all the time Bob needed. He slapped my ass again, and pushed his enormous of a dick into my ass. I let out a combination of a scream and a moan. Bob immediately covered my mouth with his hands. He was fucking on top of me, and at one point I couldn’t even breathe. He was fucking really hard, that my legs began to shiver. I wanted to scream out loud, but I didn’t know whether it was because I enjoyed it or wanted to escape. He came inside me after about half an hour. I lay there with his cum all over my ass, spoiled, and with a little drool around my mouth. He sat opposite to me on his head, and looked at my half-closed eyes. He smiled and said these exact words: “I always knew you were submissive, but didn’t think this much. You showed n resistance. I like you. You are gonna be my pet. And, you know this is just the beginning, right? Get some sleep love”. And he smirked, and went out, probably for dinner, turning off the lights as he went. I lay there confused. At first, it was difficult to accept that I enjoyed all of it. I slept through that night. I didn’t want to speak to Bob for some reason. But he did say why he did that, that night itself.
I think I’ll stop at that. I have stuff to write more, but do you want me to? I didn’t exaggerate much, but I can if you want. Please tell if it’s good, and if you want me to write more.
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/cey8j3/mm_how_i_became_a_fucktoy_for_my_roommate_master
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