I had been looking forward to college and moving out of my parents house my entire life. getting out of my small town and to a big liberal city was essential to my survival as a skinny artsy gay. finally the time arrived and my mom and I were excitedly moving me in to my freshman dorm room, arranging the furniture, making my bed, and making it my new home.
my new roommate and I had exchanged only a couple of emails over the summer. he didn’t have a lot of opinions on what we did with the room, didn’t really say much at all. I knew he was coming from the midwest and that was about it.
move in day was loud and hot and sweaty, easily 85 degrees outside and our building didn’t have AC. my floor had 32 guys moving in and the testosterone levels were through the roof. the stench was just as bad. I was constantly trying to prevent myself from gagging from the rank body odor and farts of these 32 sweaty dudes. it was worse than the high school locker room.
just after noon, as my mom and I were folding clothes, I heard the loudest pack of guys yet, and something in my stomach told me I was about to meet my new roommate. ‘bro, 310, this is you dude’. four gorgeous guys piled into the room, all carrying boxes and suitcases, all ripped as fuck, all sweaty as fuck. they seemed to have a dress code: tight white or gray wife-beaters stretched across massive pecs, sweat stains under their pits, saggy sweatpants despite the hot weather, bulges clearly visible, underwear sticking out above the waistline, and more sweat stains down their backs and asses. all of them tan and muscular. one was clearly the biggest, two of them a bit smaller, twins?, and one looked like he just hit puberty. a thick sweaty teen boy body odor filled the room.
‘bro this room is fukn tiny’ ‘dude how you even gonna fuck on that bed’ ‘you guys see all that fukn pussy outside?’ ‘some fuckn great tits out there’ ‘duuuuuude I wanna fukn move in’ ‘I gotta fukn piss’ ‘me too bruh’ they all dropped their shit and the three left to find the bathroom. which left the biggest, my new roommate.
‘yoooo brooo’ he said turning to me, like we’d known each other our whole lives. ‘tyler’ he said shaking my hand. he was easily 6’4” and probably over 225 pounds. I couldn’t believe he was only 18. I found out later of course he had been a star football player in high school (receiver, running back, tight end), and state champion wrestler. his shoulders were wider than my mom and me next to each other. his biceps looked bigger than my skull. his chest was bigger than most girls tits. and all of him was soaked with sweat. every time he lifted his arms, his hairy armpits released a stank onion stench.
‘caleb’ I said quietly, ‘and my mom janice’ ‘BROOOOO you see those chicks we got here man?!’ he said cutting me off. ‘dude we gotta work out a fukn system so were both not tryin to bang em in here at the same time, you know what I mean man, hahahaha.’ at the same time he lifted up his white tank top to wipe his forehead and my mouth dropped open at his cut 8-pack of 18 year old abs. sweat beaded down in the trenches of his tanned skin to his white nike-pros, then soaked into his sweats. a patch of wet and sticky blond body hair started around his belly button and got thicker as it disappeared into his crotch. his dick was clearly visible as his sweats hugged his form, jiggling back and forth with each movement. it looked heavy and full and confident.
at some point while my mom and I were dumbfounded by him and his body, his parents must’ve walked in. ‘ahem, I’m bryce, and this is my wife steph’ his father said. both were young and still hot, his dad just as built as tyler, another confident bulge in his jeans. his mom lean with nice big tits. they looked rich as fuck, which didn’t surprise me. I knew tyler had just gotten a brand new truck for graduation. ‘ridiculous they don’t have any mexicans here to help carry all this shit up’ his dad said.
the three brothers all piled back into the room. ‘no way ur goin all the way this year, you got no fukn defense’ ‘shut the fuck up bitch ur just jealous you couldn’t get on varsity with ur chicken legs’ ‘bro I can fukn squat more than u faggot’. I noticed a fresh wet spot on his sweats, just below his bulge. he either didn’t know or didn’t care. why waste time with a full shake?
‘BOYS’ the dad yelled, did you meet ty’s new roommate caleb and his mom?’ these are our twins luke and josh, and our seb—sebastian. ‘hi’ ‘yo’ ‘yo ty, how u gonna jack off every night with this dude in ur room, hahaha’ ‘fuckn bitch’ tyler shot back and tackled his brother, probably 18 or 19, knocking over suitcases and boxes, their sweatpants sagging lower on their asses as they wrestled, exposing ripe sweat stains on their underwear. a heavy sack hung below ty’s ass, silhouetted between his legs as he spread them to pin his brother down. both were obviously wrestlers and both boys flexed sweaty muscles trying to take each other down, but ty could easily overpower seb, smothering him beneath his body weight and wiping the younger bro’s face in his rank armpit.
‘BOYS!’ the dad yelled again, ‘boys, right?!’ he said to my mom, laughing as if she knew what it was like to raise straight alpha jock boys. getting back up, ty grabbed his little bros nipples to drive home his dominance. ‘ur such a fuckn faggot lol’ ‘suck my fuckin dick’ seb yelled back, before ripping out a loud and long fart. ‘DUDE ur fuckn nasty as fuck!’ now seb lifted up the bottom of his white beater to wipe ty’s pit sweat off his face. his saggy sweats hung just above the bulge of his dick, it actually appeared like the only thing keeping his sweats up was his dick, since they hung below his ass in the back. sweaty ribbed cotton calvin kleins hugged his tight waist. this boy clearly had zero percent body fat, abs cut deep trenches pointing to his crotch. young pink nipples poked out sitting proud on pecs that were quickly developing. the boy was smooth as fuck except for small patches of blond fur in his pits, which smelled like he hadn’t showered for days. probably just raging teen hormones and testosterone caleb thought. for a quick second caleb lost himself imagining seb sitting on his face, eating out that tight pink ass, sucking gas down his throat as the boy ripped out more farts. his sweaty inner glutes sticking to both sides of caleb’s face as he devoured seb’s smooth and sour boy hole, which almost certainly hadn’t been wiped totally clean or even washed properly in years. he must have been shooting nasty and greasy fast-food farts out of his ass the whole sweaty ride from the midwest, mixing with ass sweat for hours and soaking into his underwear along with any smeared shit he missed wiping up after his last big dump. on top of it all the little dude’s nuts were probably working overtime producing an unending supply of fresh teen cum.
‘BOYS!’ again from the dad, snapping caleb from his dream. bryce was clearly holding back a laugh and swatted the 13 year old on the ass. ty’s mom steph finally spoke, ‘janice, how about we let these boys be boys and go get a glass of wine somewhere nearby. the intercon has a nice bar.’ I was terrified to be left alone with all of this testosterone in the room. and my mom looked terrified to have a drink with this rich snob—not to mention she gave up drinking years ago thanks to my abusive alcoholic father. that and she probably couldn’t afford the intercontinental’s bar.
‘I think we should all get out of here and let these boys get to know each other’ ty’s dad decided. he gave his son a very manly, awkward, stiff hug. ‘you get ur ass in class, son, and keep that thing wrapped up with the ladies’ he pointed towards ty’s crotch ‘you don’t need any more problems’. his mom gave him a sappy hug and promised him anything he needs. ‘you better get some of that fukn pussy out there bruh’ one of the twins said as he left. the last one out, seb squatted in the door, pulled his sweats down around his ass, pointed his dirty hole towards ty, and fukn blasted another gas bomb through his boxer briefs. when he was finally done, he shook his ass out, and walked away, giving ty the middle finger. ‘fuckn bitch’ ty yelled after him.
‘dude my bros are fukn retarded faggots lol’ he said to me as if it were some kind of apology. ‘dude we gotta go meet some of those fukn chiiiiiicks, wait u got a girlfriend bro’ ‘nah’ I said looking at my mom. ‘ok good, I mean not that that should stop you poundin college pussy’ he said trying to give me a high-five, his pit stench slapping me in the face again.
‘ok dear, I guess it’s time,’ my mom looked at me, and gave me a sweet hug. ‘I know you’re going to love it here, and you’re going to do great. You just call if you need anything, ok dear.’ she had tears in her eyes, I was her only child and we loved each other dearly. she had been my biggest supporter coming out. ‘and I want you to have this, to spend however you like’ she handed me a hundred dollar bill, which meant a lot to her. ty was laughing in the background ‘oh shiiit. don’t spend that all at once’ he couldn’t help himself. I knew he probably had a whole wad of unending cash. she gave me one last hug and said, ‘it was nice to meet you, tyler’ and left the two of us alone.
I watched my mom turn the corner out of the room, and tyler’s ass exploded with one of the longest, deepest, most disgusting, rippling farts I have ever heard. it seriously sounded, and smelled, like he just shit himself. ‘oh fuuuuuuuuuuk’ he said as it ran on, ‘been holding that one for so fukn long bruh, four quarter-pounders for breakfast and a monster burrito for lunch will do it bruh lol.’ it hit me like a bomb. rotten eggs, rotten beef, rotten cheese. maybe I had just not been around many guys who’s daily intake of protein was probably 10 times mine. my room freshener had no chance against his unending farts, his sweaty body odor, and the stench left by his brothers.
‘alright bro, so what you into? what sports u play? u lift bruh? bro we gotta get fukn pumped together dude!’ a grin took over his face. ‘u like big titties bro? or u an ass man? blondes? bjs? ur not into dark meat are u? dude u do anal yet? we gotta fukn turn these chicks into sluts man.’ I was so unbelievably uncomfortable. this guy went against everything that was me. did he even know there were gay people out there? or did he just think every guy was his new best friend and was just as obsessed with pussy and sports as he was? I didn’t know how I was going to get through the year.
‘HOOPS!’ another dude yelled from the hallyway, ‘anyone down for some hoops?’ he yelled again. another fuckn jock I thought to myself. ‘hell yeah bro’ ty responded as a few guys stopped in the doorway. all gorgeous, all confident, all athletic, but not as big or confident as tyler. ‘dude where u playin’ tyler asked, ‘I gotta take a fatty shit first, but I’ll meet u there bro.’ ‘yeah man, courts just outside the gym.’ tyler took off in the other direction towards the bathroom.
as much as I wanted to be alone, I really needed to pee, and there was only one option to follow after tyler a few minutes later. I hated shared bathrooms, I hated the lack of privacy, I hated straight bully bros watching me in the bathroom or locker room. this whole floor was like living in a jock’s locker room.
down the hall, the bathroom door was permanently propped open, anyone could walk by and see everything happening inside. on the left was a big mirror and five sinks stuck to the wall below it, on the right were four toilet stalls, with lower than usual partitions, and wide gaps between the doors after years and years of college dudes slamming them around. beyond the sinks were 2 trough urinals with no privacy. when I walked in I could literally see a guy’s dick and his piss as he stood there, one hand on his dick and the other scrolling through his phone. the troughs were probably 50 years old and were probably intended for two guys each at a time, but a few weeks in, everyone on the floor thought it would be hilarious to get a picture of all 32 of us pissing together at once in the troughs and sinks. I made sure to be in the art studio that night, but they got the pic with the other 31 guys, 5 each in the troughs, 3 at each sink, and the rest pissing in the showers that were opposite the troughs. all of their asses exposed, all of them thinking it was the most hilarious thing ever. somehow only 3 actual dicks got in the shot. the bathroom smelled like urine for a week after that, these dudes had awful aim and most of the piss ended up on the floor.
a few weeks after that, the picture inspired the water sports olympics. someone had determined it would theoretically be possible to hit all 5 sinks, both troughs, all 4 showers, and all 4 toilets while pissing from one central spot in the bathroom. not many guys could do it—for lack of pressure or lack of piss—but every few days another dude was determined to hit all the marks, got over hydrated, grabbed a crowd of guys (the ‘rules’ stipulated it had to be verified by at least 3 witnesses), whipped it out and pissed all over the bathroom, usually while totally drunk. of course ty could do it, and so could a few others, basically by just letting loose and pissing all over the entire bathroom.
anyway, thank god the four showers were at least individual, but they just had ratty translucent plastic curtains on them that wouldn’t shut, and there was no other privacy to change, just a couple of built in wood benches between the showers and the troughs.
aside from the guy pissing, the first toilet stall was broken, and tyler seemed to have chosen the middle one for his shit. I could hear him farting and scrolling through instagram and tiktok videos. I took the last stall and sat down to pee, careful not to make too much noise.
tyler didn’t have the same approach. deep guttural farts kept ripping out of his ass. I could see his sneakers beneath the divider, legs spread wide. his sweaty sweatpants and underwear pushed down around his ankles. every once in a while he would lift up his heel as he ripped out an especially deep fart. finally I could hear the sound of his log pushing through his hairy and sweaty butthole. he let out a quiet ‘fuuuuuuuuuuck’ to himself as the lengthy and greasy turd slipped out, the end of it plopping into the water. another wet sloppy fart ripped out before his hole opened up for another steamy log. his tight, hairy butthole must be straining to let out what sounded like fukn thick turds. the shit kept coming for what seemed like an eternity. how can one guy shit that much I thought. the stench was unbearable, like an entire cow had died in his gut and gone rotten. I could hear the wet splat of shit landing on shit as he piled it high above the water line. a fuckn mountain of steaming teen jock shit just inches below his furry muscle bubble butt, which kept ripping out farts. the toilet seat was probably slippery from his hot ass sweat. the IG videos continued. a couple other guys walked in, chatting as I heard their piss streams hit the troughs. I stayed quiet, kept my feet together, and wiped my ass with the fresh wipes I brought with me. I hadn’t pooped, or even farted, but I liked everything neat and clean down there.
tyler let out a couple more grunts when I heard the rough toilet paper start rolling. he took a wad, I saw his right foot move back, his heel lift up higher as he lifted up his ass, and heard the wipe. heard that rough paper wiping against his muscle ass. smearing shit all over his butt hole as he tried to clean himself. tearing out a few strands of ass hair as he went. then dropped it in the bowl, a heavy splat as it hit the pile of raw shit. another wipe and he was done. two wipes after that shit??? there was no way his butthole was even close to clean but the toilet flushed and he pulled up his undies and sweats, definitely didn’t wipe the seat off for the next guy, yanked the door open and slammed it into the divider next to me.
‘yo what up bros’ my roommate was already making new buddies in the bathroom, as he readjusted his sack. the other two were shaking off their dicks, the last drops of piss landing in their undies as they snapped their shorts back up. ‘tyler’ he said, ‘yo dude, blake’ ‘mike’ ‘you guys goin down to shoot hoops?’ ‘hell yeah bro, u?’ ‘yeah man just hopin my ass closes up again after that one, lol, I think that was the whole fukn burrito’ ‘duuuude I hear ya man these shitters aren’t gonna last with chano’s across the street! hahaha’ ‘bro u fukn stiiiiiink bro hahahaha’
the pack of dudes headed out to the courts, not one of them washing their hands. I sat in my stall and tears rolled down my eyes. this was a whole new world, and I didn’t have my mom, my best friend, with me anymore.
finally it was quiet as most of the guys went to play basketball and I must have fallen asleep. I needed to find my art and theater and queer groups on campus, and maybe see about transferring dorms.
I woke up a couple hours later to the sounds of a pack of amped up bros in the hall. these guys were already best buds. ty barged into the room loud as fuck, letting out a belch, shirtless, chest puffed out, full manhood on display. ‘bruuuuuuh u fukn missed it bro, threes king of the court and a few sets on the bench bro’ he clasped his hands together low in front of his crotch, turned his biceps out, and flexed his pecs a few times in the mirror, massive rippling sweaty flesh pillows. ‘these college sluts can’t fukn stay off me bruh’ he said in all seriousness. he lifted up his arms to flex his bi’s and twisted to stretch out his abs. fuck his arms looked cartoonish they were so big, and huge veins ran across his biceps. thick fleshy muscle enveloped his entire back, with a deep trench running down the middle. flexing his lats, delts, and traps made him look like the fuking hulk, wide as a door, but tapering down to his perfectly sculpted waist. ‘lol bro I fukn stiiiiiiiink’ he said whiffing his own pits. his sweats were totally soaked through around his ass, and he stripped them off right in front of me. he was probably completely used to walking around naked with his brothers or teammates in the locker room. for the first time I saw that muscle ass through his soaked white nike pros that had turned almost transparent. a darker sweat stain ran down the center of his ass crack. his thighs were thicker than my waist, it looked like this dude has been doing squats since kindergarten. his ass was two fleshy globes of fuzzy muscle that sat high and proud above his thick and athletic legs. His quads looked like someone had hung saddlebags of muscle off his waist.
‘where the fuk is my protein’ he said to himself rummaging through boxes and bags on the floor. I snuck another peek while he was fully bent over, legs spread has he searched. those white nikes had been through the ringer. whiter along the sides, they turned a shade of yellow closer to his asshole. I could see a brownish yellow skidmark right beneath his unwashed butthole. proof that he hadn’t wiped nearly enough after his massive shit.
finding the bucket of protein powder, he dumped a couple spoonfuls of his ‘MASSIVE MUSCLE GAINER XL’ into a bottle, shook it hard, then sucked it down, facing me again. after years in wrestling singlets, he didn’t give a fuck that I could clearly see his heavy cock, laying sideways in a fold of his undies, his full nuts held tight just below. that dick had some serious girth to it, had some hang even in its soft state. I bet that thing would grow to at least 8 inches, if I could free it from those piss-stained undies. his stink hit me again, this sweaty, dripping, stinky teen muscle god that I would be living with for the next year.
finishing his protein, he grabbed a towel and threw it over his shoulder, pausing for a greasy fart to rip out of his ass. ‘there it is bruh, lol’ he said as he grabbed one ass cheek and pulled his ass open to let the stench out, shaking his ass like his younger brother did. I almost gagged again from the stench. he headed out to the showers, immediately joining the conversation in the hall and bathroom. ‘yo bros, where we goin tonight’ ‘where the chicks gonna be’ ‘I heard SAE is having a sick party tonight bros’ ‘yeah dude lots of sluts gonna be there’ ‘dude my balls are fukn full bros lololol’ ‘need a fukn reLEASE in some college pussy bros’ ‘the whole floor gets laid tonight bruhs’….
ty showered, changed, and headed downstairs with his new bffs for dinner, then headed out on the hunt for pussy. I was left alone again. my eyes went to his sweaty white nike boxer briefs he dropped right in the middle of the floor after his shower. his side of the room was still full of boxes and suitcases that hadn’t been unpacked, protein powder all over his desk, and a bare mattress.
I walked over to his wet underwear. they had fallen like he had just stepped out of them, his skidmark stared back up at me. I bent down to sniff them and the smell of his shit and ass sweat hit me like a brick. like I had seen when he was wearing them, the brownish-yellow stain in the middle was the clear marker of where his undies had been pressed hard into his asshole. little flecks of shit, some toilet paper, and a few ass hairs still clung to the stains. the front pouch for his cock was just as yellow from ballsweat and piss, and had a more sour stench. the dude literally didn’t care what he smelled like as long as he was getting his gainz and pounding out cunt. I wanted to wipe his stench all over myself, but was too scared. instead, I bent down, sniffed all I could then licked the skidmark and the front pouch taking my new roommate’s stench into my own body. I must’ve looked like a desperate dog that was given meager scraps from the table. it was by far the most disgusting thing I had ever done, but there was something about him that turned me into a desperate horny pig.
ty stayed out late, and I had been asleep for hours before he barged back in, drunk as fuck, and with a girl under his arm. ‘FUCK my roommates here’ he said thinking he was whispering. ‘I think the dude’s asleep though, we’re good’ the bright light flashed on, but thankfully the girl flicked it back off and turned on the desk lamp instead. I slowly turned onto my side to watch. they were so focused on each other they didn’t even notice.
he had his tongue shoved down her throat and was grabbing her tits over her tank top. she had a pair of short jean shorts on beneath. ty had put on a ‘nicer’ tank top to go out, and a pair of saggy camo sweatpant joggers that hung just below his ass. he clearly had a boner pushing hard at his sweats. ‘let’s see those tit’s girl’ he said between sucking her tongue. ‘yeah? umm, how about you first’ she countered. ty had his shirt off before she finished her sentence. she had obviously noticed his arms before, but she looked in shock to see how massive he really was. she was probably half his weight. ‘touch em’ ty said flexing his pecs. she seemed hesitant, so he took one of her hands and placed it on his chest so she could feel his rippling flesh. ‘yeah baby’ he said ‘give it a squeeze. yeah u like that girl don’t u’. he took her other hand and rubbed it on his abs, then moved it down to his underwear band, and tried to get her to go lower, but she pulled back.
‘your turn girl’ he said, grabbing the bottom of her tank and pulling it up over her head, then reached behind her to undo her bra. it was off before she realized. she seemed shy, covering her nipples with her arms. ‘ah come on baby don’t be a tease’ as he pushed her back on the bare mattress, her tits finally unveiled for him, full and perky with light pink nipples. ‘fuuuuuuuuck yeah girl’ he said grabbing one with each hand, squishing them in his fingers, playing with her nipples, his tongue diving in, forgetting entirely about her lips, gorging himself on her tits. his ass was up in the air as he bent down to her chest, his cock pulsing hard against his joggers.
‘now let’s get u naked’ he said unbuttoning and unzipping her shorts. ‘no, I don’t know’ she said. ‘I just met you’ ‘that’s when it’s the best’ he said not stopping. ‘I don’t think we should’ was her response, ‘can we just make out?’ ‘don’t be a tease girl, u want this fuckn dick, I know it.’ ty grabbed his massive boner through his sweats and shook it for her. it looked like a goddamned baseball bat. he dropped his dick and ripped her shorts off and dropped them on the floor. ‘ur already fuckn wet for me girl’ he said, starting to rub her pussy through her panties. he quickly stripped his sweats off and his massive dick was hard as fuck under another pair of white nikes. ‘no tyler’ she said ‘I think I’m gonna go’. she started to sit up. ‘how about u just lay down girl, u already teased me enough’ she had no way to stop him as his body weight pushed her back onto the bed. he started trying to kiss her again, one hand all over her tits, the other digging around in her panties, working his way into her cunt. his hips grinding his dick between her legs like he always got what he wanted.
‘tyler stop!’ she said quite loud. ‘ur gonna wake my fukn roommate bitch’ he shot back, planting a hand over her mouth. I don’t know why I didn’t do anything. I was frozen there. the hottest man I had ever seen—my new roommate—was forcing himself hard on a girl who couldn’t defend herself, right in front of my eyes. yet I was mesmerized by his power and his toxicity. his massive back enveloped her from above, triceps flexing to keep her down and keep her quiet. her tits squished out beneath his enormous pecs. sweat ran all over him as he pinned her down, breathing hard and grunting. tears came down her face.
freeing one hand, he reached down and yanked off his underwear, pushed her panties to the side, and drove his cock inside in one single move—a move that made me think he’d done this before. she began to gasp and writhe beneath him, his thick dick ripping her pussy open, stretching hard to take his girth. he had her pinned, there was no way out, his dick was already ballsdeep in her pussy. he shifted his body and spread his legs to get better leverage to shove his cock up her cunt. I had a clear view of his hairy ass crack as he pounded her deeper and deeper and deeper. ‘oh yeah bitch that’s it. god ur fuckin tight down there’ as he dug his dick in further. the slow grind turned to harder pounding. sweat rolled down his back and into his ass. I could hardly even see her beneath him, except for her legs spread out on either side of his ass that shook every time he hammered into her. his glutes and hamstrings flexing and shaking as he got closer to blasting off his load. every time he slammed her pussy her entire body shifted farther back until she was hitting the wall, but he never let up. I could hear the sloppy sounds of her wet pussy taking his cock. his sweaty hips and abs slapping her crotch hard. the stench of his sweat and sex filled the room again.
‘oh fuck yeah bitch I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum’ why did straight guys always think they had to announce to the world that they were going to ejaculate? I was almost certain he hadn’t put on a condom. he slammed his dick into her pussy hard as fuck and kept it there, trying to dig in deeper as his nuts blasted off his first thick shot of teen cum into her. his hips slammed her again and again. ropes and ropes of fresh hot alpha jizz loading up this bitch’s cunt. ‘FUCK GOD JESUS YES’ ty exploded ‘FUCK BITCH FUCK’ his ass and legs were fucking quaking, his shoulders were shuddering above her. ‘GOD YES FUCK!’ layering both hands over her mouth, he pushed his upper body up over her, sweat dripping off his forehead onto her face. every muscle in his entire body flexed as his orgasm hit its climax, his dick flooding her sloppy cunt with teen seed. he ground his crotch into her as the final spurts shot out of his dick, then stayed there for a moment, coming down from the high, letting his cock soak in her wet pussy. finally, he pulled out and rolled over on to the bare mattress, chest heaving, cum leaking out of his slimy cock, strings of jizz stretched between his cock and balls and her crotch. bubbles of his hot thick cum rolled out of her wrecked cunt.
as soon as he was off of her, the girl shot up and frantically pulled on her clothes. ‘fuckn bitch’ tyler spat. ‘you should be thankful for this fukn meat’ he grabbed his cock and shook it at her, spraying her with more cum and sweat. ‘most of your friends are probably at home fingering themselves.’ ‘you don’t even know my name’ ‘doesn’t matter slut’ she was holding back tears and ran out. ‘U DON’T EVEN GOT GOOD TITS!’ he yelled at her as she ran down the hall. ‘what a fukn bitch’ tyler said to himself, laying in a pool of sweat on his bare mattress, tugging slowly on his still hard cock.
out of no where, a sneeze started building in my nose. no, no, no, no, no I thought to myself. shit! my sneeze betrayed me, and ty shot a knowing look over my way. ‘bro u up? dude what a fukn bitch, u know’ was his first comment, as if I should be just as upset that he basically had to force his way into her. ‘all fukn night she’s got eyes on me, tits fukn poppin, fukn pressin into me getting me hard, then I get her back here and she fukn shuts down?!?! what the actual FUCK.’ I didn’t say anything, not sure how to proceed. ‘bro. dude. comon man. u know what bitches are like.’ ‘I mean…? yeah…?’ I stammered. ‘BRO.’ he got up. ‘be a fukn BRO here bro. she was a fukn tease all night at the house. get her back here and she won’t give it up. gimme a fukn break u know. I coulda brought back any one of those sluts’ he was getting pissed, and partly at me. ‘DUDE. we’re good bro right?’ clearly he knew what he had done and was used to his bros having his back. I didn’t know what to say, so I didn’t say anything. ‘FUCKN CALEB. u got me right BRUH.’ he was standing halfway between our beds staring me down, naked as fuck. wet cock still a semi swinging between his legs.
I was shaking. I had tears welling up. but I got up out of bed, exposing my thin, lean body, and pink and white briefs to him. I stood in front of him, coming up to his chin. I had so many things to say. I had a moment to be true to myself and what I believed. to stand up for that girl. but instead, I slowly knelt in front of him, down to my knees. feeling the heat come off his sweaty body. lusting for his hard mountainous pecs, his shredded abs, his belly fuzz that deepened to a trimmed bush of brown pubes, and his wet, slimy, slippery, half-hard cock, covered with pussy juice and globs of fresh teen cum. even half hard it was still over six inches long, probably topping out over 8. he was uncut and somehow it was thicker and heavier at the end than the base like a baseball bat. it bobbed back and forth from the top heavy weight, though the entire thing had serious girth to it.
fully knowing what I was conceding to, looking up at ty, I took his fat cock into my mouth and down my throat. a look of shock and disbelief crossed his face. I had tears running down my face, sucking his cock, giving up my ideals as I worshiped this toxic man. ‘what the fuck brooo’ he said as his dick grew in my mouth and hit the back of my throat. ‘ur a fukn cocksucker?’ I ignored his comments and sucked hard. I tasted the girls cunt on his dick. tasted his first sweet and salty load of sperm. tasted his sweat mixing it all together. I grabbed his ass and pulled him in deeper. he quickly got into it, and pulled my hair and shoved my skull into my mattress, starting to pump his cock. I felt his massive glutes flex with each thrust. ‘goddamn faggot’ he said as he looked up at the ceiling. the sweat on his cut abs smeared all over my face, his hefty pecs bounced with each hit, their massive size nearly hiding his face. I let his dick slide out of my throat and sucked his shaved balls, getting my nose as far into his crack as I could. it was a forest of wet ass hair behind his nuts and I wanted nothing more than for him to wipe his sweaty and shitty ass all over my face. his sack felt heavy and full even though he had blasted a massive load out not even twenty minutes ago, his young nuts churning out an unending supply of college boy cum.
I lost myself worshiping his dick, his smell, his body, his unapologetic toxic alpha masculinity and I pulled my own dick out and started jerking myself off. ‘put ur fuckin faggot dick away and suck my cock u fucking faggot bitch’ he demanded. I immediately obliged and took his dick all the way back down my throat as he skull fucked me even harder. ‘there u go bitch boy’ he said as he slid his dick all the way in, balls deep, cutting off my air. after a few seconds I started gagging hard on his cock, ‘that’s it sucker’ he said and held my skull in place. the uncut head of his cock was pointed straight down my throat and he pushed it even farther until panic set in. he slid it out just enough as I coughed mucus up all over his dick and nuts. my eyes were burning and tears ran down my face and he shoved his dick in again. ‘u ready for this nut faggot’. he fucked my skull like I was some rubber fuck toy, opening up my throat all the way down to my lungs. ‘oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK’ he screamed. his entire body smashed my skull deep into my mattress and I felt the hot jock jizz straight down my throat. his cock was so deep I couldn’t even taste it, swallowing it straight down was the only option. ‘fuckin swallow that man juice bitch’. his body was still pressing hard into my face, but his thrusts slowed as his nuts finished emptying out. I finally tasted the last few drops as he pulled his cock back out, my mucus added to the already nasty concoction lathered all around it. I started to wipe his dick across my face, but apparently that was too far. ‘fuckn faggot’ he yelled at me as he slapped me across the face, hard.
he was over it already. ‘god I gotta fuckn piss’ he said, I had forgotten how drunk he still was. not wanting to walk all the way down to the bathroom, I saw a light bulb go off when he realized he could just piss out the open window above my desk. he staggered towards it, but apparently was not able to hold it one second longer, and he started pissing hands-free, totally naked. his powerful stream hit the floor and I could smell the beer and the sweat in his piss immediately as he soaked a line of our industrial carpet. finally he grabbed his cock and pointed it outside, the piss trail covering my desk chair, my new text books, and a picture of me and my mom. after a second I heard the stream hit the sidewalk 3 stories below, though I doubted anyone was out at this time, must be close to 4am. piss splashed back off the window screen and I could feel the droplets floating through the breeze. this guy has no fuckn clue I thought. thinking he was done, ty dropped his dick, the dark yellow piss still flowin strong over my things. ‘oh shit sorry bro’ he said as he noticed, but he turned to me too quick and sent one final arc of piss across my pillow and my bed. ‘shit bro I thought I was already done pissing lolololol’ he started laughing so hard now he had tears in his eyes. ‘bro I just pissed all over ur bed hahahahaha’. I was sure this was totally normal with his buddies, horsing around, wrecking other people’s shit, not giving a fuck, no fucking consequences. what a fucking mess.
still laughing hard, he crawled up on his bed, still just a bare mattress, still completely naked. he grabbed his wet shower towel from earlier and wrapped it across his bare ass and rolled over with his back to me. ‘fuck’ he finally said, half asleep and completely drunk. ‘ur a faggot, and that’s on me to deal with cuz ur my fuckn roommate. but if I ever see ur gay dick again or if u ever—EVER!—do any fuckin faggot shit in MY ROOM I will fuckn throw ur faggot body out that window and drive over it with my truck until ur nothin but a fuckn greasy gay shitstain on the pavement. u got that FAGGOT?!’ ‘mmmhmm’ was all I could respond with between tears and sobs. ‘goddam I need a fuckn pillow’ he complained as he got up, walked passed me, grabbed my dry pillow under the one he had pissed all over and got back in bed. ‘it’s fuckn disgusting, faggots should be fukn stoned to death and then burned’ he said as he passed out. I sat on the floor next to my bed, tears rolling down my face. his farts started again just as I crawled up into my bed, trying to avoid the wet spots.
ty was the first one up the next morning. he pulled on yesterday’s undies and went to take a piss—in the troughs this time. I could hear him from my bed: ‘GUESS WHO’S A FUCKN COCKSUCKER BROS!’ as he made his entrance to the bathroom. he whipped out his dick, ripped out his morning farts, and pissed hard next to his buddies: ‘dudes. OK, first I couldn’t get that bitch off of me last night bros. rode my dick like a fuckn pro. and I shit you not, ten minutes after I nut in her, fuckn caleb fuckn COCKSUCKER CALEB, as soon as that slut is out the door, he’s got his lips fuckn clamped on my cock bros.’ ‘what the fuuuuck’ ‘brooooo’ ‘holy fuckn shit’ ‘dude he was lookin at my ass yesterday’ ‘he saw my dick when I was pissing’ was the entire fucking floor in the bathroom together?!? I could still smell ty’s beer piss all over me. he continued: ‘bros he took my cock fukn all. the. way. down dudes. I fuckn nutted down his throat bros hahahahahah. just sayin if u can’t get pussy, cocksucker caleb is a available! lolololol’
I hadn’t even survived 24 hours in college and I was already outed, a fucking joke.
I tried to move dorms, but there were no other options. we eventually figured out how to live in the same room. thankfully he rushed a frat and wasn’t around as much. he lifted with his buds from the floor and the frat, joined an intramural flag football team, and a club wrestling team. I don’t know when he even went to class. the room was a total disaster to live in, entirely covered in his sweaty gym gear. wet, shit-stained underwear and singlets hung from every ledge. cartons of protein powder were thrown around everywhere. our fridge was full of gallons of milk. the smell of his sweat and his ass never went away. him and his buddies had no problem ripping out their protein farts wherever they were.
he had never done laundry in his entire life and the dirty clothes kept piling up. I don’t think his sheets were washed once that year—those were probably the ripest. he fucked a new girl in there a least a couple times a week, jacked off into his sheets when he didn’t get lucky, and sweat a ton at night without any AC. his mom hired a cleaner to clean his room and do his laundry, but he paid the illegal mexican bitch twice as much each week to go away. he said it was his mom’s way of spying on him.
I got used to being his cocksucker fuck toy when he’d come back empty handed late at night. I always kept silent about everything I saw and heard in our room. he would walk in piss-drunk, unzip his pants, and just yank my head to start sucking him. I was usually asleep when it happened. occasionally, he would crawl up on my bed, shoes on, pants down to his knees, straddle my face, and force his cock down my throat. I worshiped that boy, his stench, his confidence, his toxicity. my gay friends knew how bad it was, but I couldn’t give it up. I desperately wanted more from him, I wanted him to fuck my ass like a bitch, I wanted him to let me lick and worship his entire body. but my deepest desire for him to sit on my face and let me suck his hole. I knew there was always dried shit around his pucker. I knew it was hairy as fuck. I knew there would be toilet paper all over it. I knew it would be soaked in sweat. but I wanted my tongue inside that ripe, sour, shitty, greasy, gassy manhole of his. fuck, I wanted to climb all the way into his butthole and swallow his shit.
given our situation, and the lack of a professional cleaner, I took it upon myself to clean for him, and I finally did his laundry. I would wipe his underwear all over me when I picked it up. I would wipe it all over my asshole imagining it was him overpowering me and fucking me like a worthless fuck toy. I would suck the shit off the raunchiest pair I could find while I jacked my faggot dicklet off using another pair. I was always careful, and washed everything after, and thank god he never caught me. he never said a word about the cleaning or laundry either, except once when I had fallen behind, and he needed something. ‘you fuckn take the week off?’ was all he said.
