I had never lived with boys before. I had always roomed with girls, but this deal was simply too good to pass up and it had to be similar, it just had to be. I guess I didn’t think about how I might be attracted to said male roommates.
When I moved in I completely last track of my thoughts when I met Marcus. Tall with a charming smile, I couldn’t take my eyes off of him. And then the other roommate, Ethan, showed up and he had the deepest blue eyes I’d ever seen.i tried to act normal but I fear I was blushing the entire time.
That first night after Marcus and Ethan had helped me move in, I laid in bed and tried to go to sleep but it evaded me. My body was warm and it craved touch. I tried to push the thoughts down but they only burned hotter.
I reached under the covers and pressed my fingers into my panties.
I thought about Marcus, shirtless, crawling into bed with me. I thought of Ethan pushing his shorts down and taking out his hard cock…
This is where I start to think too hard. Is it weird to masturbate to real people you know? Is it wrong to think of your roommate while you’re pumping your fingers in and out of your pussy, imagining them railing you into your mattress?
I was, of course, always polite and cordial to them, but when I’m alone at night they’re my play things in my mind.
I was up in the middle of night and I was rubbing my pussy, trying to get some relief from my dreams of being spit roasted between them when I heard something through the wall. I listened closely and I realized that it was grunting!
I listened even closer. Marcus’ room was right next to mine and it was very clear what he was doing. He was jerking off and mumbling something between his grunts. Just the sound of him grunting made me wet. I plunged my fingers into my pussy and began fingering myself as I listened to his voice grow louder and louder.
And then he said it, my name.
I gasped and then suddenly he was groaning as he came. My pussy quivered around my fingers and suddenly I was cumming on my own hand.
I stared in shock, not truly believing what had just happened.
I was dying of thirst and needed to go to the bathroom so, reluctantly, I stepped out of my room. Marcus just so happen to step out at the same exact time. We met eyes and I could tell immediately that he was also surprised to see me. He blushed and I knew my cheeks were just as red.
“You know…” I began before stopping myself, but the damage had been done. He moved closer.
“What is it?”
“Oh nothing,” I said quickly but he pressed further.
“You were going to say something, don’t be shy.”
It felt like we were playing a game, and I guess in some ways we were.
“Oh I was just going to say, that if you ever need any, um, assistance…” I began to trail off as my cheeks burned hotter than the sun.
“You’d do that?” He asked, surprised by clearly turned on by the offer. I looked away as my face burned.
“If you, you know, need it,” I said. He laughed.
“I must be dreaming,” he said.
I closed the distance between us and pinched his arm. He didn’t jump like I thought he might, but took it and then put his hard gaze on me.
“Is that a real offer?” He asked, his voice completely serious.
I nodded.
“Say it,” he said.
“Yes,” I said aloud, my voice wavering as his eyes drilled into mine. There was an intensity that I had been unable to replicate in my mind when I touched myself, one that I wanted to absorb and savor.
He brushed hair behind my ear and let his fingers caress down my throat as he pulled away.
“I’ll be seeing you real soon,” he said with a little wink.
I hurried back to my room, shut the door, and then slid under the blankets. I could not believe I had been so bold, but most of all that it had worked. I can’t wait to get fucked by him.