The Apartment Complex

The Show

I made my way to the bus stop as I was mentally preparing myself for my first day at college. I text my friend Ethan.

Hey man, where are you guys?

We’re in the small café near the library.

Ethan was my best friend. I’ve known him since we were kids and we knew everything about each other but we couldn’t be more opposite to each other. A tall, blond, muscular jock. What I always imagined a lady’s man to look like. He is more of an extrovert compared to me.

I’ll see you in a bit. Getting on my bus now.

See you soon buddy :)

The bus was a short journey to the college, roughly 20 minutes. But in the meantime, reader, I must confess something. Last night something awoke in me. A strange surge of lust and desire. My mind kept playing what Norman had said in the food hall about this place changing people like him and me. I was starting to see what he meant.

Thoughts of his cock and ripped body covered in his cum clouded my mind for the whole bus journey. Thank goodness I had my backpack with me so I could hide my boner. I thank the bus driver and hurried to the café.

“Alex!” A voice called from one of the tables. “Over here!”

“Hey, Ethan.” I sat down beside him.

“How’re you enjoying the complex?” Ethan said. “It’s right beside the beach, right?”

“I’ve only been there a day but it’s good so far.” Norman’s cock paraded my mind. “Nice room all to myself.”

“I think you got lucky.” He sighed. “I’m sharing a room with two other guys and it’s not what I thought it would be like.”

He laughed as we just shot the shit until it was time for our classes. I was studying history and mythology. I always liked Greek and Roman mythology and the local history of my hometown.

Our professor came in as the room went quiet. A buff older man with short brown hair, a well-groomed beard, and a mustache. He was wearing a tight shirt showcasing his impressive chest and dad bod. I was sitting in the front room and could’ve sworn he smiled at me.

“Welcome everyone to classics. I am professor Harkins.” He had a deep husky voice. “For anyone thinking this course will be a breeze is sorely mistaken. Just because there are no assignments doesn’t mean the tests I set won’t be hard. If everyone understands then let us begin.”

Professor Harkins was intense and he demanded the room and everyone gave their full attention. I decided to stay in the library and read over some of the course material he provided when the class had finished.

Luckily for me, the library was just a short walk from my bus stop, so I could easily stay late and get the last bus home. I got a few books and began to look over some of the material.

“Nice to see one of my students getting some studying in.” A husky voice said from one of the book aisles.

“Professor.” I replied. “I didn’t see you there.”

“I was just doing my usual rounds.” He grinned. “You do realize what time it is, don’t you?”

Stupid me tried to check my phone and realized it had died. I had said an alarm so that I didn’t miss my last bus. I looked at the time on the library’s clock. Well past midnight.

“Oh no!” I called out. “I missed my last bus!”

“Don’t worry.” He pulled something out of his pocket. “I can give you a lift home if you’d like?”

“Thank you, professor.” I let out a sigh of relief. “I live in the apartment complex by the beach.”

“Not too far from where I live. C’mon, grab your things.”

I put all y stuff away in my backpack and followed the professor to his car. A vintage dark green car, one you’d see in an 80’s movie. He unlocked his side first before opening my side when he got in. The car smelled like a man. A strong smell of cologne and sweat. He turned the car and drove out of the carpark.

“How did you find my introduction today?” He asked.

“Great, a bit intimidating.” I replied. “I’ve always had a keen interest in mythology ever since I was very young.”

“I think I’m going to like you.” He chuckled. “I always like a student who’s keen…” He trailed off as he didn’t know my name.

“Alex, sir.”

“Alex, eh?” He smiled through his mustache. “The name’s Howard.”

The rest of the car journey was silent until we got to the apartment’s carpark. He got out of the car and opened my side of the door. He grabbed my bag and his from the trunk.

“Thank you for the lift professor but I think I can walk myself to the door.”

“You’re not the only one that lives here lady.”

“Oh, so sorry I didn’t know you lived here too.”

“That’s alright.” He smiled. “It’s late we better get to bed, don’t you think?”

We walked in together and got to the elevator. Howard lived on the second floor. He said goodnight to me and headed to his room. When I reached my floor, a thought crept into my mind. I wonder if Norman is still up? I walked by his room and saw a note on his door.

“Enjoy the show.” It read.

A light flickered and I could dimly see into the room. It was Norman. He was naked once again and this time he was facing the window. He was sitting on his armchair and stroking his hard cock yet again. He rubbed his abs and chest as he stared out the window. He knew I was there and he knew I was watching him.

The door creaked open a little shining the light from the room out into the corridor. He got up and came over to the door. My heart started to race as I heard his bare footsteps on the tiles get closer. He opened the door slightly.

“Alex, it’s you.” He smiled. “What are you doing up this late?”

“I was studying last at college and lost track of time. What are you doing up?”

“Couldn’t sleep.” He opened the door a little more. “Had too much coffee at work.”

“There was this note on the door.” I said, my mind not catching up with my mouth. “Was this for me?”

“What if it was?” He grinned his big smile. “Would you like to come in?”