The British Roommate

Hey Guys. Passionate Writer. This is a Reboot of my original series, The British Roommate. Some of the characters, storylines, and events changed because the story got picked up as a concept for a potential book deal. It's better, juicier, raunchier and the best of all...there is a lot more sex. Enjoy.

Author's note: Hey guys, thank you so much for taking the time to read the story. Here is Part 2. I hope you enjoy it. Thank you so much for the great feedback on my other stories. You guys are my true inspiration behind this one. I will try to respond to all my emails ASAP. In the meantime, please feel free to email me at [email protected] with any comments, suggestions, feedback, etc. I love hearing from my readers.

Legal Disclaimer: This story contains explicit sexual content between consenting adults. It also depicts unsafe sex between two lovers. This does not mean that the author condones this in real life. If this type of content offends you, or if it is illegal for you to access such content in your country, please do not read any further. This story is a work of fiction. All characters, events in this story, and names of places are made up by the author's imagination, and any resemblance to real people, names, and events are purely coincidental.

Ethan frowned.

“My folks weren’t exactly happy over the fact that I’m gay,” Phillip answered Ethan’s unspoken question.

Ethan’s jaw all but dropped as soon as the words left Phillip’s mouth.

“You?” Ethan asked. “You’re gay?”

Phillip’s face turned red.

“I am so sorry,” he said, trying to defend himself. “If it is going to be a problem, I can ask to move to another room?”

Phillip stood up as he said that.

“Woah, dude” Ethan snapped quickly. He held his hand up. “Relax, I’m gay too.”

Phillip froze. He didn’t exactly know how to respond to that. Ethan laughed at the puzzled look on his face.

“You can sit back down,” Ethan assured him.

Phillip sat down slowly. His body was still stiff. He was still unsure of what was happening.

Ethan moved to the edge of his bed.

“Look,” he said. “It is okay if you are gay. It’s very acceptable in these parts of the world.”

Phillip’s entire body started relaxing. Ethan knew that he will have to do more than that to be convincing.

“Tell you what,” he said and stood up. “Why don’t we get you unpacked and then we can both freshen up. There is a big game tonight.”

Phillip breathed a sigh of relief. “I don’t know if I am quite ready to fall into all of that just yet…”

Ethan laughed. “Come on, it’ll be fun. My best friend will be there as well. She is great. You will love her. Besides, why not add another friendly face to the ones that you know already, huh?”

Ethan knew that he was probably overselling this but he had to try and calm the poor guy down before he dropped out before he even started.

“Well, besides you, I haven’t really spoken to anyone else.”

Ethan sighs. “It’s settled then. You are going.”

The rest of the afternoon, the two unpacked while exchanging little bits of detail about their lives. Phillip spoke about his prior years at the University of Westminster and he also mentioned some things about his siblings. Two brothers, both older than Phillip, and both already graduated. Phillip was the last in his family to go to university and therefore his parents were so tough on him. His parents. He spoke very little to nothing about them. But Ethan didn’t want to pry too deep into that. Instead, Ethan told him about his parents, both in Education, his sister, Jesse, that is still a sophomore in high school, and his younger brother who is only twelve years old, and of course the spitting image of both him and his dad.

After freshening up and grabbing a change of clothes, the two went down to the quad to meet up with Lizzy.

“Holy shit!” Lizzy just about shouted as she saw Ethan approaching with a handsome blond guy by his side. “Did I miss the memo that said we had to bring our own hot guy to the game?”

Ethan blushed instantly.

“You must be Elizabeth?” the blonde guy asked and stretched out his hand.

Lizzy’s eyes darted between his hand and his face.

“And he is British?” she said, frowning and looking at Ethan while shaking Phillip’s hand reluctantly. “The fuck, Eth? I leave unsupervised for one afternoon and this happened?”

Ethan laughs at the confused look on Phillip’s face.

“She prefers Lizzy. And that was actually her way of saying nice to meet you.” He turns to Lizzy. “This is Phillip Roberts…my new roommate.”

The thought of introducing Phillip to everyone as his new roommate was somewhat exhilarating.

“Your new roommate?” she yelled again.

Ethan looked around at some of the faces staring in their direction.

The loud sound of music and buzzers going off was a clear indication that the whole pre-game ritual was about to start.

“Come on,” Lizzy motioned them in the direction where there were some empty seats. “Follow me.”

The three of them made their way through the crowd of cheering students. Halfway through, Ethan felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned his head quickly and saw a bewildered Phillip following closely.

It didn’t take long for Phillip to feel comfortable and soon enough, he was cheering along with the others every time they scored.

Ethan was watching Phillip more than the actual game going on. Every so often he caught Lizzy giving him some side glances.

After the game, Lizzy suggested that the three of them go to a nearby pub off-campus.

“Three beers?” Lizzy said to the waiter as they sat down. The place was rather quiet. The lack of students was to be expected though. Everyone was off celebrating the victory they had at the various party spots.

“I will be right back,” Phillip said as he took off his Cardigan. Ethan and Lizzy were sliding into the booth. “Need to go find the loo.”

“Awesome man,” Ethan answered back awkwardly.

“Awesome man?” Lizzy asked mockingly. “What are you? Butch or something?”

Ethan laughed. “I can be butch.”

“Yes, Eth and I can be the next Oprah Winfrey. Seriously though, what in the actual fuck is up with your roommate?”

“His name is Phillip,” Ethan shot back sarcastically.

“His name is Phillip.” Lizzy mocked back. “No shit his name is Phillip. I’m talking about the way you were staring at him all throughout the game.”

Ethan blushed.

“I wasn’t staring at him,” he answered, as he pretended to study the menu.

“Oh really?” Lizzy asked shocked. “Tell me Eth, how many touchdowns did we score?”

Ethan looked at her. She was waiting on him for an answer that they both knew he did not have.

“Okay fine!” he breathed loudly. He put the menu back on the table and turned to Lizzy. “I don’t know what the hell is wrong with me Liz?”

“Oh honey,” she said sarcastically as she patted him on the shoulders. “It’s not your fault that you’re a slut.”

Ethan looked at her with big eyes. This made them both laugh.

“That sounds jolly,” Phillip said as he returned to the table. “What did I miss?”

“Oh, nothing really. Ethan here was just filling me in on the afternoon that the two of you had,” Lizzy shot back with a sly smile.

“What?” Phillip asked, clearly confused.

Ethan and Lizzy started laughing.

“She is just messing around Phill,” Ethan said and shoved her playfully.

Phillip started laughing as well. “Oh wow. That would have made for some pretty awkward confessions,” he answered back.

After their drinks arrived, Lizzy lifted her bottle into the air.

“To victory, new friends and very hot British roommates,” she said with a smile.

The two guys laughed and followed suit.

“Cheers,” they said as they clinked their bottles together.

After a few swigs, the conversation started picking up.

“So Phillip, do you have a girlfriend back home?” Lizzy asked. She shot a quick look at Ethan who looked horrified at her forwardness.

“Uh no, I do not have a girlfriend. Nor a boyfriend for that matter,” Phillip answered back.

“So you’re gay?” she asked smiling.

Ethan shook his head at Lizzy.

“What?” she shot at Ethan. “I’m just asking. I’m pretty sure he doesn’t mind. Do you mind Phillip?” she asked, turning in his direction.

Phillip took another swig of his beer.

“Not at all actually,” he said and shifted in his seat. “Yeah, I am gay.”

After a few more beers and some burgers, they decided to call it a night.

Ethan and Lizzy stood outside, waiting for Phillip. There was a soft breeze in the air. Not unlikely for this time of the year, Ethan thought to himself.

“Boy, the guy sure pees a lot,” Lizzy said, rubbing her arms to try and warm them.

“Yeah,” Ethan answered back. He was bouncing nervously from one foot to the next with his hands in his pockets.

“Alright Eth, let me have it,” Lizzy said loudly and approached him. “What’s wrong?”

Ethan breathed loudly into the night.

“It’s nothing,” he shot back. He tried to avoid eye contact.

“Don’t bullshit me. I’ve known you for way too long.”

He shot her a quick glance and then went back staring at his feet.

“It’s Jake, isn’t it?” she asked again.

The look on Ethan’s face answered her.

She sighed and took hold of his arms.

“Eth, look at me,” she said as she tried to get his attention.

Ethan looked at her, very reluctantly.

“You have to get over this fear of moving on. Jake was an asshole. What he did to you? It doesn’t mean that all the other guys will be like him.”

Ethan sighed again.

“I know. I know that” he said, finally making eye contact with Lizzy. “It’s just…”

Ethan fell silent.

“Just what Eth?” she asked, pulling his arm to get him to talk.

“You’ve seen Phillip.”

Lizzy nodded. “Yeah, and?” she asked.

“And then there is me. I mean, what makes me different from any other gay guy in this town?”

“Ethan, look we’ve been…”

“…no Liz, the guy can have whoever he wants…”

“…and yet, he’s been by your side this entire night? I mean, look at you, Ethan? You are handsome and smart…”

Ethan laughed and rolled his eyes at her.

“…and insanely horny all of the time…” she said laughing.

Ethan blushed.

“That’s a lie,” he said, looking away.

“Seriously, Eth. The only reason you didn’t jump me the second we met was probably because I didn’t have a penis,” she said.

Ethan frowned. “We were six years old, Liz,” he answered confused.

“Like that would have stopped you?” she snapped back at him sarcastically.

They both laughed again.

“Seriously Eth, Jake fucked with your mind. Up to a point where you think that you will never be good enough for anyone. And that is not true. You know what some people would call that?” she asked. “Emotional abuse,” she answered quickly without hesitation.

Ethan took a deep breath and inhaled slowly. He was trying to keep his composure.

“Ask him to the Gala opening,” Lizzy said, breaking the silence.

“Who?”

“Phillip. Ask him to be your date to the Gala opening that my mom is hosting.”

Ethan shook his head. “I don’t know if it a good idea. I mean, we just met and…”

“…and what? You gonna continue thinking of excuses not to move on with your life? Look,” she said and took his head between his hands. “You will never know until you try. Live a little Ethan White!” she said loudly into the night. She pulled him closer and gave him a quick peck on his lips. “And remember to brush your teeth after sex, otherwise that will be the last kiss I give you,” she said smiling.

Ethan laughed also.

“There we are,” Lizzy said loudly when Phillip finally approached them.

“Blimey,” he exclaimed, rubbing his hands together. It is freezing tonight.

“Says the boy from London,” Lizzy shot back.

The three of them laughed loudly as they walked back to campus.

“That was very nice,” Phillip said when they got back to their room.

Ethan walked over to his bed and sat down. He took a deep breath as Phillip closed the door and, as Phillip walked over to his side of the room, exhaled slowly.

“So what do you think about Lizzy?” Ethan asked, pretty unsure of what to say.

Phillip smiled.

“She seems nice,” he said. He started taking his cardigan off. “I like her.”

Ethan looked away awkwardly as Phillip peeled his shirt off next.

“I mean,” Phillip said pulling his shirt over his head. He blushed as he threw his shirt in the corner. “You don’t find many girls quite like her back home.”

“Yeah,” Ethan said, trying to avoid the guy getting undressed in front of him.

Phillip stood up. He started undoing the button on his jeans but caught the uncomfortable look on Ethan’s face.

“Do you mind?” Phillip asked.

Ethan looked up and was confronted with a half-naked Phillip at the ready to pull down his pants. He swallowed hard.

“No man,” he answered back with an awkward smile.

Phillip pulled down his jeans, standing in front of Ethan in only his boxer briefs. He smiled as he looked at Ethan who quickly turned his head away, pretending not to look at him. He picked up his jeans and, pretending not to notice Ethan staring at him again, folded them up neatly before placing them on the dresser nearby. Ethan studied his every move as he folded his Jeans.

That’s weird, he thought to himself. Who the hell folds their dirty laundry?

Phillip turned around quickly and sat down in only his boxer briefs. He took off his socks, sighed loudly, and leaned back.

“Phew,” he whistled loudly. “Feels good to finally be in bed.”

He looked over at Ethan. “Is that what you are wearing to bed?”

Ethan smiled awkwardly and stood up.

“Nah,” he answered back as he tried to pull off his sweater. But to his dismay, his shirt got caught with it and before he could help it, got all tangled up.

“Wait, let me help you,” he heard a laughing voice.

Before he could protest, he felt Phillip's hands on his chest. His body froze as all the blood rushed straight to his dick.

“There we go,” Phillip said as Ethan finally pulled his shirt over his head. They were only a few inches apart from each other’s faces.

“That’s better,” Phillip said softly. He felt Ethan’s warm breath against his cheeks.

“Yeah…” Ethan couldn’t find the words. An awkward silence fell over them as they stared at each other.

Ethan looked away quickly when he realized what was happening. “I mean, thank you,” he whispered back.

Phillip leaned in a little closer.

“Well,” he whispered. “You were watching me while I got undressed. It’s only fair that I get to return the favor…”

Ethan took a sharp breath inward as the words left Phillip’s mouth.

“Fuck…” he whispered and breathed out loudly. He looked at Phillip’s lips before making eye contact again.

Phillip brought his hand up to Ethan’s cheek. Softly, he brushed the back of his hand against Ethan’s stubble before placing his thumb and index finger under Ethan’s chin. When he saw that there was no protest from Ethan, he pulled him closer and kissed him.

At first, Phillip brushed his lips softly against Ethan’s and, after pulling away briefly, kissed him again.

This time, the kiss was rough. Hard. Intense.

Ethan wrapped his arms around Phillip’s neck, pulling him in closer. He felt Phillip’s tongue trying to intrude his mouth and, without hesitating, accepted the intrusion willingly.

Carefully, as not to disrupt the kiss, Phillips dropped his hands between them and popped the button on Ethan’s jeans.

Ethan felt his jeans sliding down his legs, exposing his now fully hard dick tenting the front of his Briefs.

Phillip pulled Ethan’s body closer to his. He felt Ethan’s hard dick poking his.

A loud moan escaped Ethan’s lips as they fell backward on the bed, Phillip landing on top of him. Phillip took that as a good sign. He kissed him harder, pushing his hard dick into Ethan as they made out furiously.

Ethan rolled his head back as Phillip's lips traveled down his neck and, with a lustful growl, took Ethan’s left nipple in his mouth.

“Oh fuck,” Ethan moaned loudly. He opened his legs, allowing Phillip to lean in closer to him.

Phillip swirled his tongue around the hardening nipple in his mouth before biting down softly. He heard moans of lust from Ethan as he took the other one between his thumb and index finger, squeezing it softly.

Phillip moved his wanting tongue from one to the other, feeling Ethan’s body squirm underneath his touch. After several minutes, Phillip lifted up and placed his mouth on Ethan’s again. This time, he felt Ethan sucking on his tongue as they kissed.

“Fuck me,” Ethan moaned breathlessly as Phillip broke the kiss.

Phillip smiled and lifted himself off of Ethan. He stood in front of Ethan and pulled his Boxer briefs down. Ethan lifted himself up onto his elbows as he watched Phillip taking off his underwear. Without realizing, he licked his lips as Phillip's hard uncut dick sprang free, pointing out in front of him.

Phillip smiled when he saw Ethan’s reaction.

“Well mate,” Phillip said with a sly grin on his face. “It’s all yours…”

Ethan lifted himself and wrapped his hand around Phillips’s dick. He started stroking it slowly as he looked up at the handsome naked guy in front of him. Phillip was studying him intensely as he stroked his dick.

Ethan pulled the foreskin over the tip and wrapped his lips around the glistening head.

“Fuck mate,” Phillip breathed loudly as he felt the warm lips around his throbbing dick. Ethan felt the dick in his mouth leaking and swirled his tongue around the tip to collect the sweet nectar. He heard loud moans from Phillip and, taking a deep breath, took Phillip’s entire length into his mouth.

“Ah fuck yes,” he heard Phillip moan again and felt Phillip's hands on his head. Phillip pushed down lightly as he pushed his dick into Ethan’s throat carefully, as not to make the poor guy gag.

Ethan bobbed his head up and down Phillips’s dick, taking it out of his mouth and sucking on his balls one by one. He felt more and more pre-cum leaking from the dick and tried to catch every drop onto his tongue before taking the dick back in his mouth.

Suddenly, he pulled Ethan’s head off of his dick and, looking deep into his eyes, whispered breathlessly, “I want to fuck you mate.”

Ethan lifted himself from the bed and pulled his briefs down before laying back down. He moved up and opened his legs to make space for Phillip who wasted no time at all. He rested his body on top of Ethan, rubbing his hard leaking dick against Ethan’s as he used his fingers to toy with Ethan’s hole. He leaned forward and kissed Ethan again as he circled his index finger around Ethan’s hole before pushing it in slowly.

Ethan moaned loudly into Phillip’s mouth as he rocked his body slowly, trying to get more of Phillip inside of him. After a few seconds, Phillip broke the kiss and looked at Ethan.

“Do you have any lubrication?” he asked him.

Ethan opened his bedside drawer and took out a bottle with clear liquid inside of it. He gave it to Phillip and watched as the guy opened it up. He took a decent amount in his hand and started stroking his dick with it, looking at Ethan whose gaze turned darker with lust. He used his lubed-up fingers and, leaning down with his mouth on Ethan’s, shoved his finger into his hole again. Ethan moaned louder as he felt the finger fucking him slowly. Phillip quickly replaced the one finger with two and then three, feeling Ethan’s body squirm Phillip broke the kiss and lifted himself up. He took his dick in his hand and lined it up with Ethan’s waiting hole.

“Please,” Ethan begged, looking at Phillip.

“Tell me what you want, Ethan,” Phillip said as he slowly moved his hard dick over the entrance.

“I want you to fuck me,” he breathed loudly.

Phillip smiled and leaned forward. pushing just the tip into Ethan. He watched as Ethan’s eyes rolled back into his skull. His mouth fell open with a loud moan that echoed through the entire room.

“Fuck me please,” he begged again. Phillip leaned over him, pushing in his entire length.

“Aahhh yes!” Ethan moaned again. Phillip leaned down and pressed his mouth to Ethan’s. They kissed again. This time, it was a passionate kiss. Very intimate. Intense. This time, it was more than just lust. And Ethan knew that. But at that moment, he didn’t care.

Phillip rocked his body steadily, eliciting a moan or a groan from Ethan every time his dick rubbed against Ethan’s prostate. Ethan was leaking copious amounts of pre-cum between their bodies. All the while, making out.

“I’m close,” Phillip said, picking up the rhythm.

Ethan grabbed his dick and started stroking furiously as Phillip began to fuck him harder.

“I’m gonna cum,” Phillip yelled.

He felt Ethan’s hole clenching around his dick as Ethan shot stream after stream of cum between their stomachs. That was enough to drive Phillip over the edge.

He pulled his dick out just in time and stroked it furiously as he shot his load over Ethan’s stomach, hitting him in the chin and mixing with Ethan’s load.

After shooting his load, he fell down next to Ethan. He was trying to catch his breath.

Both of them were still pretty much on a high, calming down and panting like crazy.

After moments of silence, Phillip looked over at Ethan who had his eyes closed.

“Eth,” he said, nudging him. Ethan opened his eyes and looked over at Phillip. Both of them smiled at each other.

“Let’s get you cleaned up mate,” Phillip said and leaned over. He gave Ethan a quick kiss and got up from the bed, disappearing into the bathroom. Moments later, he appeared again and held out a towel. Ethan used the towel to clean off the mess on his stomach and threw the towel on the floor. Both guys got into their beds and Phillip leaned over to switch off the bedside light.

Ethan laid in silence for a while. He was reliving every part of the night’s events in his head. He smiled at the thought of how Lizzy will react to the news when he tells her. He makes a mental note to hold on to that information for a little bit. At least until he knows what this is. Then he remembers her words. ‘Ask him…to the gala opening…’

He looked over to Phillip's side. But he couldn’t really make out anything in the dark.

“Phillip?” he whispered. But there was no response.

After a few seconds of silence, he heard movement coming from the other side of the room.

“What’s up Eth?” came the reply.

Ethan smiled. It sounded weird coming from Phillip. But a good weird. He could get used to that. He blushed at the thought.

“I kinda wanna ask you something.”

He looked over again. But he could still not make out anything.

“You can ask me…”

Ethan hesitated for a moment. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

“There is this thing next week. Some opening for a gallery that Lizzy’s mom is hosting.” He paused for a moment. I was wondering…actually…hoping that… “He stopped again, trying to find the right words.

“Yes,” came a reply from the darkness. “I’d love to go with you.”

Ethan smiled. He felt relieved. That wasn’t as hard as he thought it would be. 

“Good night Ethan White.” he heard again.

He sighed and turned his head the other way.

“Good night Phillip.”

Next time on the British roommate:

*“You guys had sex? Lizzy shouted. 

Ethan looked around and then back at her. 

“Jeez, Liz. Could you be any louder?”

Lizzy laughed. “Well,” she said. “You know what’s going to happen next, right?”

Ethan frowned. 

“I’m going to go to my Professional studies class in a few moments?” Ethan mocked.

“What? No, Eeuww. You guys are gonna meet up tonight in the dorm room, talk about how your day was…he’s gonna kick off his worn-out sneakers…sit on the edge of his bed all seductively looking at you with his piercing eyes begging you in a deep sexy British accent, ‘Take me now, make me yours Ethan” Lizzy yelled mockingly as she clutches a pillow to her body…*