The Roommate

Part 1 : Before Tyler

Where do I begin when it comes to Tyler Grayson ? Before I met him would be a good start.

Coming out of high shoal I was socially awkward, that has not changed much, but nevertheless out of richly school I didn't really bed what college would entail. I've heard all the stories about"go out every night, get rummy, and bang girls"from infinite picture show and to be completely honest, all those three matter didn't appeal to me in the slightest. I am a lonely gay guy that has no interest in drinking or anything else that inhibits me. The demand inverse of what those stories have in brain. So going in, it was going to be an interest experience to see how actual college was like.

So the summer moved on and I didn't really bother trying to get money. I just laid back knowing that starting in the Fall, I would be past the hell of high school and into the Hades of college. Scheol to Hell, Fun sentence. Eventually it came clip when I would encounter out what dorm I was in and more importantly who my roommate would be.

Myles Stephan Otto Wagner, Dorm : Herman, room : 471, Roommate : Shawn Michael harper, telephone Number : , e-mail : SMHHarper @ ( electronic mail ) .com

I was ecstatic when I saw Herman hall. That was exactly the hall I wanted to get into. I was a bit disappointed when I saw that Ted Shawn had not put his speech sound bit in the system but I still shot him an electronic mail giving the"Hey ! I'm your roomy for the upcoming twelvemonth. How are you ?"to him.

No answer. I emailed again. No response. I emailed a third gear sentence. No response.

I looked on facebook for a Ted Shawn harpist and all I found was the ex-NFL player and nothing about a freshman head into my college. I did bump an average frame, tall, skinny snowy kid with long hair's-breadth named Michael harper which could've been him but I didn't know for sure.

Eventually move-in day came and me, my dad, and my sister left my house and drove the hour and a one-half it takes to get to campus. I drove my white car, my dad in his silver medal Minivan, and my sister in her little red car. A quiet crusade boilers suit, listened to a bit of Ted Shawn Mendes and a few other artists on the way. Eventually we arrived at the brick menage that we owned in my college town.

My sister had gone to shoal here for her 4 yr degree and my dad bought a house for her to be in once I had decided to go there. It was unplanned genius that when my baby left college I would be walking into it. Of row, the big military issue was that Freshman have to exist in the dorms so it came to pass that later I would be walking into the Woodrow Charles Herman student residence Building asking for my elbow room key.

Eventually I got my roomkey and I went up two flight of steps of stairs to get to my room. My room is on the fourth storey, but the lobby is on the mo. I went down the left hallway and the second gear door on the left read 471. On the room access were two little comic leger burst pictures with"Myles Wagner"and"Shawn harper"written on them. I knocked on the door, thinking maybe Ted Shawn was inside. No answer. A common stem I had associated with Shawn at this point. After about 10 seconds, I put the key in the lock and turned it. The key easily opened the lock and the palm turned.

I walked into my hall room. I was first. My sister quickly walked in and placed stuff on the bed on the left wing and I just rolled with it. I mean, is the improve side because the door opened to the properly side of the room so less chances to be embarrassed. Eventually we had everything from the car into the room, nothing set up all the way but at least it was all in there. My roomie had still not showed up.

Eventually we left to go snap food from a local mexican restaurant and on the way out I saw a guy who looked just like the guy named Michael harper that I saw on Facebook. Instead of being reasonable and asking him what his name was, I just passed by him and went down the steps. I didn't really say much to my kinfolk about seeing him, and didn't pay a great deal aid to it. We would get everything figured out on our own time. So after eating, I told my dad and sister to leave me at the residence hall so that I could get a bit accustomed.

walking in the edifice for the maiden time by myself was weird, but then I entered my dormitory way. Nothing was on the other bed. zip was on the desk. cipher was in the storage locker. Nobody had been in this room besides me two hours ago. Weirded out, I just laid on my bed and watched YouTube for a little bit. I was very obnubilate about where Shawn/Michael was because I could've sworn I saw him earlier.

Shawn Michael Harper never came to the dormroom. He never responded to my emails. He wasn't on the school email listing. He had dropped out before he even started, and that meant that I had a dorm way to myself. Now this, I did not expect.

So school went on and I quickly adapted to dorm room life story. I would get wind all these tale about people getting into fusses with their roommates and sometimes I would gloat about not having to deal with one. Honestly, I was kinda living the lifespan, well as much as you can live the lifetime being a fledgeling in college.

In terms of my gender, I've known I was gay since 8th tier, but I am still to this day a closeted person. I didn't really want to deal with the drama of coming out, at the same clip I did want to cause sex, but not coming out takes anteriority. I knew if I had a roomy, I would take in come out to him eventually and to be completely reliable, I had fantasies about what me and Ted Shawn would deliver done in that student residence room. But as Shawn didn't want to occur to school, I did what I pleased in that dormitory way.

Yes, I masturbated at to the lowest degree three clip a day in that room.

My first semester was a very unruffled experience overall, and being a freshman meant that the intellectual nourishment court of law was a rough-cut junket. But sometimes, I wanted to get fast food because I really wasn't feeling the green that day.

Part 2 : starting time striking

One day, I was feeling like going out to get some fast food. I had quickly determined that I wanted some chicken sandwiches from Burger big businessman so I left my room, went down my hallway and down the opposite way from my hall. Eventually I was met by the door to the stairway I had traversed a plurality of times during that semester. The stairway was little a rectangle of concrete rampart that had a spiral staircase in the middle. As I was on the fourth floor I had to go down three trajectory to get to the bottom floor and to the parking lot.

I eventually got to my car and push back across township to Burger King. I ordered my food, paid honestly way too very much money, and left burger mogul heading back to the dormitory. When I pulled into the parking lot, I saw a opprobrious truck pulling into the lot at the same fourth dimension. I didn't pay it a good deal attention. I eventually found a spot in the lot ( amazing for around 6 p.m. ) and got out my car and headed back to the door that led into the stairway. I eventually made it to the door, used my key fob to unlock it, and went inside. Before the room access closed though I heard a person birdsong out.

"Hold the Door !"the guy said in a flimsy panic.

I held the doorway, not being a mean person, and let him in the room access. The guy seemed cunning. Medium duration hair, around six foot, average frame, all in all a nice body.

"Thanks"he said to me.

"No job"I said back.

I started walking up the stairs and he followed me. I had no idea where he was heading, I had never seen the guy before. On the way up he started talking again.

"What you got there ? Some Micky D's ?"the guy said to me. It seemed like he was just trying to relieve oneself casual conversation.

"Nah, Burger King"I said back.

"Ah cool, aplomb"he said.

Eventually, we both got to the fourth floor and we kept on walking down the hallway. We also both turned the corner. We literally lived in the Saami hallway. As I stopped by my door I watched as he walked down the hallway stopped at a door opened it and went in. I don't know if he saw me watching him, but I just went in my own elbow room and ate food. I also may of masturbated to a encephalon image of him but that's besides the point. I quickly realized that I had no idea what his name was and therefore I couldn't even condition his social media.

I don't know what it is about me but in my life, the trimmed boy had always not had a mixer media presence. It is a very devil contribution of being attracted to them. The solely matter worse than that is not even knowing the cute guys name. A yoke sidereal day later I went down the hall and did some looking at names on doorway, of course on the doorway to the way he lived in, the names had been taken down. Just my freaking destiny. I could've looked at the emails the R.A. sent us but looking through 60 names didn't flavour worth it.

On my flooring, there was only one R.A.. Set. Big boned, big republican, I'm not a big fan. He lived in the justly English hallway, first door on the right field. In my hall we had a pod john scheme where 6 rooms share a bathroom. We also have a no-alcohol policy on campus. It's amazing which bathroom had the most alcoholic potable found in the drivel. The R.A. would write email after email saying that he found more inebriant in his pod's bath and it really was a one person causes everyone to be in hassle scenario. Eventually it got to the point when Seth didn't think that he couldn't control the total level by himself.

This is my grownup disdain with him.

course of instruction had just resumed after our winter break, I still had a room to myself. Everything was going neat. Then the email came.

From : Levi May

To : President Tyler Grayson, Myles Wagner, etc.

Subject : way consolidation

Hello !

Part of residence hall Protocol is to consolidate way to two the great unwashed per elbow room. As being component of the recipients of this e-mail you have been placed in a solo room and will be moved to have two per room.

Thanks,

Matthew May, Director of Herman dorm

My first reaction to this email was obvious. What the shag. I have been alone in my residence hall room for over a semester now and it has gone just swimmingly, and because they want to save some money, they want me to have a stupid nooky roommate. I would be lying if I said I wasn't pissed. Then I looked in the email's receiver. Who the piece of tail is Tyler Grayson ?

A Facebook search later returned a termination that I was not expecting. holy place tinker's damn. It's the guy from the staircase.

component part 3 : Each early

I masturbated that night. No disgrace. I was about to be sharing a way with a cute guy that fit most of the categories for being nonsuch for me.

Then it dawned on me. Shit. I'm going to be sharing a way with a cute guy that fit most of the categories for being ideal for me. This can only go badly.

Two week after the email was sent, another came in saying that we had to be moved in with the roommate within a week. 30 minutes later I had an email from John Tyler in my inbox.

From : President Tyler Grayson

To : Myles Wagner

Subject : Moving

Hey Myles,

Im Tyler. I 'm the other kid on our floor with no roomie. I was just wondering if you had decided what you wanted to do with way moving. If you were wanting to delay on this floor or if you had somewhere else in nous in the way of moving to another floor. Just let me know when you get the opportunity.

Thanks,

Tyler



I responded back.

Hey President Tyler,

I was planning to stay on this floor, so if you are staying as well, Either you have to make a motion to my room or I have to go to yours. I 'm open to either honestly.

Thanks,

Myles



The email continued and they slowly got less and less professional person. Eventually he told me that he lived down the antechamber, where I knew he lived. It was time to pay him a sojourn. I walked down the hallway until I reached the door that correlated with the electronic mail. I knocked and sure enough enough Tyler answered. I entered the room.



"So how is this going to work ?"I said to him."The email said that we need to be moved in within a week."

"Yeah, it sucks doesn't it"he said with a small chortle."Anyways… as you can see I have a put and everything else, I don't really want to move it"

"It's fine. It's mulct. I can move into this elbow room, I definitely have less material than you"I said back.

I looked at him, his modal flesh just at the correctly horizontal surface. Not fat but not buff either. Just a distinctive 19 twelvemonth old boy. The decently long chocolate-brown hair with small bangs almost reaching his eyes. The center introducing me to an absolutely gorgeous typeface. I value faces in terms of naturalness, at this glance, Tyler looked devoid as fuck.

I eventually left his elbow room and when I got back to my room, I masturbated again. Then three solar day later, I got my new set of keys.

Moving was an absolute job because it was only me and Tyler doing all the lifting. Of all things though the big pain in the ass was lowering the bed from the top part of the lofted beds back down to the base. It literally took us 20 minute of arc because the school bought very crummy beds for the student residence. The only flatware liner was that I did get to see Tyler sweating which was attractive. I am lucky I don't spring random bloomer to the slightest sexual affair, very lucky.

Eventually though I was moved in to Tyler's room. In fact, when given the option to catch some Z's in my old room or the new room, I chose to catch some Z's in the new room. Me and John Tyler didn't talk much the first few nights. New roommate anxiety and all that cocksucker, but eventually we got talking.

John Tyler and Me had completely different high school experiences. I went to a decently large eminent schooltime of 1200 students ( 250 per graduating course of study ), Tyler went to a school where his graduating year with 27. I did medicine and theatre in high-pitched schooltime, Tyler did play in high schoolhouse. Tyler had a girlfriend from high up school day, I didn't really say much in reaction to that. I told him about my home living. About how my mom had died of malignant neoplastic disease during my junior year of eminent schoolhouse and that my Sister came out as gay to my dad literally two months later.

I don't know if he was joking or not, but he then asked me for the first time if I was gay. Of course, I said I wasn't and then brushed that part of the conversation to the side. I was not coming out to him… at least not yet. Every so often we would get into deep talks about society or political science, he was a populist so he had that going for the both of us, but usually we would just talk about our own past. Then I saw an ad for a movie on YouTube. The motion-picture show was a feature film featuring the floor of a gay person. Something that really concerned me. Obviously Tyler was less enthused. Of course a twosome days later I saw the book in WalMart and bought it. I had no idea how powerful buying a book could be.

The next day he noticed me reading the book of account and he asked me what the book was about. I told him pointedness blank it was about a gay guy coming out. That's when he asked me again.

"Dude, be good with me. Are you gay ?"He said to me. He wasn't joking.

"Yes"I said back.

Down the rabbit hole I went.



Part 4 :"Interesting"public lecture

A hall building is an matter to place to live. During the few month I lived in the same room as Tyler we talked about many thing. A lot of football game, a lot of old tale from school and for some reason we talked about sex… a lot. John Tyler is definitely straight, there is no doubt about that. Literally half the thing I would said that revolve around gay hooey would hold him require to vary the subject because he didn't spirit comfortable. One day we were talking about stuff and I said something that made him mad.

"Go suck a dick"he said. It's a common phrase that a guy says to another when they are annoyed. Usually the soul that it is directed to just shoves it off, but of grade I am not normal. After the fourth time he said it, I had an musical theme. I was gear up to make him feel awkward as fuck.

"Please"I said back.

President Tyler looked up storm and upset. He stared at me with a"what did you just say"look before he put it together. He waited a just ten second gear before he spoke again.

"Now I just palpate Weird"He said to me. He then climbed up to his bed and put his earpiece in his capitulum. Conversation over.

That was just the tip of the crisphead lettuce though, we had many more public lecture that only a straight guy and a gay guy could have. It is amazing how a lot our standpoint on things differ.

One day I got a cinch on Snapchat from Tyler, the picture was of a White fluid on the rampart of the communal shower. It was obviously semen. This happened in middle February and we were still talking about it in the thick of April. It wasn't even cleaned up for about two months. There was also the time where Tyler was in the shower and he heard a moan from one of the stalls, he didn't recount me this until the next break of day when I told him I thought I saw cum on the floor of the potty stall. We never confirmed who the shower jacker was, but the betting odds were on the eldritch guy across the hall from us. Our nickname for him was Druggy because we were pretty sure he did some kind of illegal drug. Probably cocaine or something.

Our corridor had some interesting hoi polloi, but the most crucial in our conversations were the aforesaid Druggy and the guy following door Jacob. Now Jacob was a cool as a cucumber kinda guy, but he was passing feminine. We never really blab much, although John Tyler would always joke that when he was gone Jacob would come over and we would roll in the hay. That was not the eccentric obviously, but it became a recurring jape in Tyler's repertoire. The roommates of Druggy and Jacob were actually somewhat cool people that I had actually grown to know via music stuff but I never caught on with the real two.

One of my ducky memories was when me and John Tyler made an entire casting for the motion picture"The rain shower diddley"and casted all the people in our area. I was Kevin James, bathroom was Kanye West, Druggy was Owen Wilson. It was a good time. We would sometimes talk late into the night, one clock time even going as late as 2 a.m. when we both had stratum early in the morning.

Another side of our convos was about my side habit of writing fanfiction. I kinda dug myself into a cakehole until Tyler told me to tell him everything that I had written, but he felt like if he looked it up he would've had to glow his phone, so I only gave him the outlines.

It was early Apr when one of the oddest persona of our lecture came into place. Tyler had a few admirer on his floor and one of them happened to be roomy with a very openly gay guy named Fred. Apparently Tyler's friend walked in on them snuggling in bed. John Tyler's admirer left soon after and when he came back later, he found them both in the bed asleep. Fred had his shirt off. The next morning time he confessed that they had had some fun.

I don't know why the fuck President Tyler's admirer would tell him that, but it happened and then he decided to recite me. Why ? I don't know. I mean we had talked about a lot but he gave me more details than I would've expected. All I can say is that the openly gay guy's roommate is a fucking dick. That's not even the end of the story though.

Literally the next day I left the dorm to grab intellectual nourishment as pattern and then walked through the backwards stairway to get back to the fourth level. The only thing was that when I got to the door, Fred was there walking towards the steps in the center of the dorm. The same steering I was going to be going. I knew it was him but I didn't really think more of it than it was kinda funny.

On every floor of the hall there is a full general study area with a few white gameboard for citizenry to go in and try to actually study for their tests in a timely manner instead of cram the day before like I do. Tyler just so happened to be in there that day when I end up walking right behind Fred in sack survey of him. It must of looked like the most sketchy thing in the piece of ass universe.

I looked at him and he shifted his heart from Fred to me a twosome sentence. I don't know why I did, but Instead of doing something to say I'm innocent, I just shake off my psyche in a yes motion. I was trying to say"Yes that's him"but it almost came off like I was saying"I just did him"which was definitely not the sheath. Quickly after I returned to my dormitory way I texted him saying that"That Probably looked super vignette"

"Yes… Yes it did"he replied back.

We talked about it that nighttime and we were up until around 1 a.m..

Part 5 : The Non-starter freshman

It was getting near the end of the semester and I had told John Tyler basically everything about me. Tyler has told me tid bits here and there including that he has a gay first cousin who always has his boyfriend cum inside him. That was an interesting conversation. That was the most occupy of the gay themed tarradiddle he told me. Overall, since he wasn't homosexually inclined he didn't pay much care to it.

Tyler had by now been dating his girlfriend for at least 3 years ( I didn't train the take date ) and they seemed to be going strong as ever. She doesn't go to my college instead going to the big Division I school in the area. I would very often walk into the dormroom seeing Tyler on his sound facetiming her. It also happens that she is the first off and to my cognition only person John Tyler outed me to without my permission, so that was annoying. I got over it though.

During the midriff of April, Tyler had made a day of the month with her to celebrate their anniversary of being together. He told me like a week prior that he wouldn't be around, as if I would really handle, and sure enough on that Wednesday he wasn't anywhere near my college Ithiel Town. I saw on his Snapchat story that they were chilling at his family with a courteous steak dinner party. I'm not the crowing snoop when it comes to family relationship as it doesn't interestingness me to a huge degree, but I never mind seeing two people that are happy. I assumed it all went well and to my knowledge it had.

Later that Nox I did my usual number, get in bed and masturbate. I don't know why but I don't masturbate by the banner jack-off. Instead, while wearing underwear and shorts/pants, force my digit the head of my penis through the clothing. I'm sure it made the mettle not as reactive but it is way more concealable and more importantly to me, way more cleaner as when I came it would go right into the underwear. The lone bad part about that is that if I was wearing bright colored shorts or pants there would be a cum stain, but I usually just put on another pair of shorts before I went out to fix that issue.

It was about 8 p.m. or so when I heard a knock on the doorway. I assumed it was Tyler and I was right wing when I saw him open the door. I had just masturbated and I was a bit sweaty because of it but I had my book binding over me so the stain was invisible. Although something I did not carry happened. Behind him walked in his girlfriend and that took me completely off safety. I was not warned even slightly and now I looked like a sweaty mess in my bed. Not the most nonesuch situation for first impressions. Soon enough though she left and it was just me and Tyler in the room like normal. I did carry my anger that his Girlfriend came in without warning but it didn't seem like he really cared about it.

Tyler seemed like his normal self except for a flimsy twinge of something not being perfect.

"So when you eventually, you know, have sex. testament you… uh"President Tyler said to me.

"Top or arse ?"I said back to him. He nodded at me"yes"but had a weird expression on his face."I'm honestly candid to anything, my ambition is to be individual's first ass that they fuck. That would be amazing ''

Then something I didn't expect to come out of his backtalk was said.

"I asked her about… you know… sex."He said almost getting a oaf in his throat."She literally slapped me in the expression"

I didn't know what to say back.

"At least you attempted, I wouldn't endeavour something like that if I was in your place, I would be too scared of what happened to you well… happening"I said back to him with a small grin. I tacked on a small laugh to try to get the topic over with. Tyler kept going.

"I just wanted her to give suck me or something you know. I mean, we are both over 18, we have been dating for years, I think it's acceptable by now"He said to me.

"You do have a bible in your W.C."I said to him with a slight undertone of smugliness.

"We're fuck teenagers, waiting until man and wife is the last generation thing, not us"he said back starting to sound more and more exasperated.

"Dude chill"I said back to him with another small laugh afterwards. I really wanted this conversation over with. Pronto.

He seemed to calm down a piddling and we didn't talk for a good 20 minutes afterwards. We had both gone back to doing whatever, in my face watching some youtube TV. Then he spoke again. The conversation continued.

"So let me get this straight person, you would let a guy stick a dick in your ass ?"Tyler said to me. I could tell he didn't really know where this was heading either.

"Yeah, I'd be willing to try"I said to him."It will probably pain like absolute hell but I'd try it"

"Aren't you worried about STDs ?"He said to me.

"rich person you heard of condoms ?"I said back to him in a quick rebuttal.

"That's fair I guess"He said to me.

"But if I trust a guy he doesn't have to be covered, only if I don't trustingness him"I said back to him.

"So you would let a guy cum inside of you. Great, now that picture is stuck in my head"President Tyler said.

"Enjoy it"I said laughing as if I didn't just cringe myself to the breaking pointedness of death.

Once again it was at least a goodness thirty minutes before we spoke again. It was starting to get late, about 11 at night.

"I really just wish she would of sucked me or something, I can't believe I got fucking amobarbital sodium balled this night"Tyler said to me, looking straight into my eyes.

"What is with you and all this sex talk tonight ? This is more than usual"I finally say to him about a moment later.

"I don't know, I guess in a way I'm jealous of your casual stance on sex. You just act like you will consume it when it presents itself and are not waiting to pork person the first chance you get. Or I guess based on our conversation earlier, get porked"Tyler said to me. Still staring at me.

"Oh think me, If somebody wanted to have sex with me and I found them even relatively attractive, I may say yes."I said back to Tyler."I just know that I'm not even close to attractive so I doubt many people are even slightly interested. I just bear it and propel on to the next day knowing I still have a helping hand"

"Dude, that's egregious"

"We both know we have said way worse stuff"

"I guess that is true"Tyler said back to me. His eyes have never left my nerve and as I would await around, it didn't deter anything. This was fucking Wyrd. I finally had to bring it up.

"swell, why the shag are you staring at me ?"I said to Tyler, what I saw next was almost definitely the most shocking thing I had ever seen. I saw Tyler press his covers off his body to shew that he was wearing nada under them. He had a wife-beater on his torso and that was it. Nothing below the thriftlessness. It was even more seeming when he jumped down from his bed.

I have seen a few dicks in my meter, but none of the erect unity had been in person, only on the cyberspace. Tyler's was in that stage between hard and flacid, but it was still pretty sizable. It fit his trunk, not being too big or too humble that it looked Wyrd. The emotion on his face was of at sea guilt.

"Dude… what the fucking"I said to him. He quickly used his hand to cover his dick.

"I don't know what I'm doing man. I feel so piece of ass unintelligent right now"Tyler said to me, starting to cry. All of a sudden he fell over onto the ground. I immediately got over to him to try to help him up. That was a stupid person move. I was about to know something I never thought would happen to me.

Chapter 6 : Bye Bye Virginity

John Tyler put his mitt up as if he was going to let me aid him get up. Instead he pulled on me and with me not being set up for it, I came crashing down beside him.

"Myles"He said to me, his vocalisation a bit raspy."Do you want to cause sex with me ?"

This was beyond uncharted territorial dominion for me. I was basically a sinking ship waiting to occur. I didn't know how to suffice. If I said"No"would he rape me ? If I said"Yes"would it be pleasurable ? If I got up and ran to a Residential Assistant saying my roommate was trying to outrage me would he scatter out everything I told him ? There was no good answer to this question, so I chose the dependable answer. The safest answer because all the answers were bad answers.

"Yes"I said back to Tyler. His eyes lit up like a flame had been ignited behind them. When I looked back to his cock I could see it was now fully erect. It was obvious that he was ready to go.

Tyler's dick was about 6.5 inch give or take, thankfully it was cut because I wasn't that big a fan of prepuce. President Tyler took a cargo deck of my hand and guided it down to his member. I grabbed it with the same dainty I hold my own and just started jacking him. It felt so weird touching another somebody's prick. I had done my comely share of jacking off over time along with my normal masturbation habits, but feeling another dick was just purely exhilarating, Of course I would've rather done it in a more consensual transcription, but it was still an experience.

It was obvious to both of us that I wasn't going to get away with just giving him a handjob and soon enough his bridge player moved to my head word pushing me towards his dick. I had always wondered what it would be like to absorb a pecker. How it would be to see a guy's pelvis moving back and forth from my font right in front of my centre as he gains pleasure from the warm confines of my mouth. Above his prick was a decent sum of browned pubic hair and within the 1st span of times I was taking his peter into my mouth I was already being forced to deepthroat him via Tyler placing his script on my head forcing me down farther. Throughout all of this I had stayed mainly quieten not wanting to acquire care and Tyler did too but with the periodic grunt and moan. It would go from me having little control to me having no control when Tyler told me to get up and get closer to the wall. I sat down and let him straddle my face with my head against the bulwark. This was followed with an intense face fucking school term which ended with me almost puking. Some of his thrusts would go straight to the binding of the mouth and some would hit my stake teeth. He didn't seem to care and I couldn't do anything to stop that part if I wanted to. Eventually he pulled out because he was starting to get close.

"stop down Myles"he said as he got up and stretched his torso. He then looked down at me."You realize that we don't have any lube or condoms in good order Myles ?"

It wasn't long before he had me rolled over on my knees with my ass up in the air. At to the lowest degree he was able to snaffle some of his shampoo from his shower caddy so we would have some kind of lubricant, but it was obviously not ideal. He smeared some on his finger and then ran it up and down my hole. Eventually he started poking around until he found the mark and stick his finger's breadth deep as it could go into my hole. It hurt like absolute hell. I had fingered myself only a few sentence before and the hold up prison term was a spell ago so my ass was very wet. Tyler quickly added a second and then the excess painful thirdly finger before finally pulling out his finger's breadth and moving closer to me.

I could palpate his penis run against my ass. He tried pushing and missed the gull, on the s try he pierced my insides making my senses of painful sensation go close to overuse. It hurt like nothing I had ever felt, but a bit later it had already subsided by three quarters. It never didn't hurt but I could actually see why bum enjoyed being fucked. It was obvious why spinning top liked it based on the sound of moaning and joy that Tyler was experiencing. I don't make love how long I was there getting fucked, we only did Doggy-Style. Eventually though, it was evident that Tyler was getting close to cumming. His grunts were getting more frequent and boilersuit he was getting faster in the pumping of his pecker into my ass. I could feel the sweat from his trunk dripping down onto my own and I could hear his backtalk right next to my ear panting and moaning. This was how I was losing my virginity and theatrical role of me was not mad about it.

The moment of him cumming finally came. He started pounding faster than previously into me, and then all of a sudden went very slowly and let out a loud grunting groan. I couldn't feel anything different in my ass, just that there was still a putz inside of it. Then he pulled out, I definitely felt it then.

I couldn't see the liquid state coming out of my ass, but If I were to puddle a bet I would say it was whiteness and goopy. I felt it splash out and then run down my second joint onto the land. Sorry person who has to clean these floors after we leave. John Tyler didn't say a give-and-take, he just walked over to the door, checked it was locked, and climbed up on his bed. I wanted to clean myself but when I went near the door John Tyler wouldn't let me.

"Go to bed"Tyler said in an worsen smell. I obeyed his ordering. I got in my bed covered in sweat and cum, this was what I was. This was what it felt like to be a dupe of a sexual violation that I didn't actually beware. I do love Tyler Grayson, did I want to be raped by him ? Not really, but I did want to have sex with him. I can't get that out of my psyche. I wanted it and I got it, just not in the best of cases.

The next cockcrow I could tell that Tyler was guilty about the full matter, but he didn't want to say anything about it. We never talked about it again. We never did anything again, we were just back to being rule roommates. A few weeks later we both left the hall edifice for the summer, we would be going our disunite ways only to see each former a few times around campus. I never said anything about what happened to me to anybody. It was just between us and honestly, that's how it should stay .