Russian Roommate

Part 2

Move In Day

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My new university had a few rules about freshmen.

One, they were supposed to have totally random roommates. I already broke that rule.

Two, no co-ed housing. I guess, technically we weren’t breaking that rule, unless you ask Danyl.

Three, all freshmen had to move in a week prior to classes. This is the one rule I felt totally comfortable about, if that tells you anything about the situation.

The day to move in had finally arrived, and I was both excited and terrified.

For starters, I was about to start in the honors program as a bio major. That involved an insane amount of work, and commitment.

But, let’s be honest, that’s not what was making me nervous.

My dad is the one who helped me move in. When we got to my assigned dorm room, room 329 in Aquinas Hall, I found that I was the first one to get there.

Thank god, I thought. There’s no way I could explain to my father, who is an alumni of the school, why my roomie was calling me Jess.

I had spent a lot of time before this day preparing for what it would be like to live like a girl behind closed doors. The idea had me insanely horny, but I had done nothing about the horniess since I had my little dick locked up for a couple weeks already. I had taken the cage off last night to handle cleaning and shaving, but I resisted temptation and put it back on. I didn’t want to disappoint Danyl.

I had been using the dildo though, almost nightly. I wasn’t able to cum by doing this, like so many people online say you can. I wasn’t really sure what I was doing wrong, but seeing as up until this point I had had nothing else up my ass, I don’t know what I was supposed to be feeling. I had a feeling that would change as soon as I walked into the room.

The room was shaped like an upside down T. There was a door to the hallway in Aquinas, and when you opened it there was another short hallway. This was our little private hallway for our suite. To the right was a bathroom, to the left was a larger bedroom with a bunk bed with two beds, and a single bed. I was assigned to the other bedroom at the end of the tiny hallway, which just had a bunkbed, two dressers, and two wardrobes. Each room had enough desks for their students as well.

My dad told me as soon as we got it, “Great, you can grab the top bunk since your roommate isn’t here yet.”

Somehow I knew that I should wait for Danyl, so I told my dad I wanted to give my roomie the chance to pick, as a way of being friendly.

“That’s very nice of you James, but don’t let your roommate walk all over you. And if he gives you problems for being gay, call home. We aren’t far and we will always be here to help you.” My dad was always extremely supportive.

I thanked him, and we went back to work unpacking. I noticed that the floor to ceiling window in the corner of the room only had a very thin drape. The sun shined right through it and you could see outside to the parking lot in the back of the school. The security building was based back there, and I could see people moving around in the windows of that building.

Gosh, I thought, we are really exposed in this room.

Once everything was unpacked, and my new fish tank was set up (fish to come later I told myself), I hugged my slightly teary eyed dad goodbye, and waited in the room.

The three boys in the other room in the suite all came in before Danyl. In true Catholic fashion, they were either Irish or Italian, and all came from New York. Two of them were actually from the same part of Staten Island, which they thought was awesome. Of those two, the Irish one named Tyler was kinda tall, and extremely skinny. I thought I was skinny, but this kid looked like a stick. His fellow Staten Islander, Gio, was Italian, was about my height, and had a really nice swimmer’s body. The last kid was actually half Italian and half Irish, his name was Jon, and he was very cute, a little short but built really well, with a beard. He was the only one with facial hair, but they all had dark hair and blue eyes, which set me apart as the only one with brown eyes.

The four of us were chatting, and I found myself getting turned on inside my cage. I was praying that my bulge wasn’t visible, but nobody seemed to notice. The three of them went back to their room to keep unpacking, and left me alone in my room. I noticed that the walls were extremely thick, so I couldn’t hear them talking in their room above maybe a murmur.

Finally, Danyl came in. He was alone, and had brought with him only a suitcase and a backpack, I guess whatever he could bring on the flight from Russia.

He smelled vaguely of cigarettes, and was even taller in person. 6’4” seemed like an understatement. He was a tad lanky, not built super strong, but he was undeniably sexy in a tank and shorts. He looked like he was about to play basketball. This was the first time I was seeing his face without the sunglasses too, and god he looked so Russian. His face was very square, and his eyes were a piercing blue. He was almost as pale as me, and his sandy hair was buzzed to the scalp, making him seem bald. His stubble was darker though, and, as I already knew, so was his body hair and pubes.

“Hello, how was your flight?” I asked him politely in English. I remembered he said he wanted to practice his English, and I assume that that hasn’t changed.

“It was fine. Too long. “ He said in English. He then asked me, in Russian, how to say ‘delayed.’ And I told him. His voice was much deeper than mine, and he quickly pointed out, “You sound like a girl. Is that purpose?” Assuming he meant ‘on purpose’ I blushed and said no, that this was my natural voice.

“Well then Jess, you were always meant to be a girl.” He said approaching me. He stood in front of me, towering a foot over me, and rested his arms on my shoulders. The door to our room was still open, but the other room was shut. “Show me you still have your cage on.”

“Danyl, what about our suitemates?” I asked.

“They have to mind their fucking business.” He said in a low voice. He leaned in and did something totally unexpected. He kissed me.

It wasn’t a deep kiss, just a peck, but it changed my perspective of this situation entirely.

I reached down and pulled down the front of my shorts. I exposed my locked and shaved dick in its tiny pink chastity cage to him with the door wide open.

“You are girlfriend now.” He said, his accent making it extremely hard to resist him, “but only when we are in here. Deal?”

“Deal.” I said without hesitation. I leaned in this time, and had to stand on my tiptoes for him to get the message and kiss me again, this time I felt his tongue swipe my lips.

He pulled away and started unpacking.

“But why have me as your girlfriend,” I said quietly, “you’re really hot, you could get any girl you want.”

“You are nice, but American girls are crazy. I see on news, accuse this accuse that. You, on other hand, will do whatever I want, you fit the job.” He said this so matter-of-factly that I could not think of anything to say. He continued to unpack like what he just said did not matter. I realized my caged dick was still exposed and I quickly tucked it away.

He picked the bottom bunk surprisingly, which I knew my father would be happy about, and I helped him unpack his clothes. While unpacking, I found a few girly outfits he had bought for me. One was a tiny skirt and a crop top in matching grey.

I had purposely shaved and removed all the hair on my body before today, and I refused to get a haircut before the start of school despite protests from my parents. It now rested on my shoulders, and had some slight curl to it.  I looked extremely feminine when naked, which I knew Danyl would love. When I put on panties, I could probably pass for a girl if it weren’t for my flat chest. My ass was pretty wide though, which I caught Danyl staring at many times.

As we were just finishing unpacking, the other three guys popped out and made their introductions to Danyl. They all genuinely seemed really kind, and when they invited us to check out their room, I was really happy to see that Jon had a pride flag put up over his bed, which was the single one. I told him I was gay, and he said “no shit,” and we both laughed.

Danyl was struggling with how fast they talked, I translated a couple things for him or slowed them down. They mentioned how lucky we were to be paired together since we both spoke Russian, and I just played it off as pure coincidence.

The three of them asked us to get dinner with them, and we happily went along. Danyl did not try anything, or make anything awkward, although he did refer to me as Jess several times. I felt like they just assumed it was his accent, but every time he did it I blushed slightly. I caught him staring at me from across the table in the cafeteria and I found myself twirling my hair like a teenage girl. The effect this man had on me was insane.

After dinner the other guys all left to go explore the gym. Danyl and I headed back to the room. It was already after 6, and I figured the guys would be out for a while, so I knew something was coming.

And luckily, I was right.

As soon as the door to our part of the suite shut, Danyl turned around and grabbed my face.

“Ready to be my girl?” He asked.

“Yessir,” I said back.

“Pick your outfit. You have ten minute to be ready. I will wait.” He said, still trying hard with the English.

I obeyed and quickly picked out an outfit. It really wasn’t much of an outfit, it was just a thong and a lacey bra. I grabbed my makeup bag and everything else I needed to get ready and ran to the bathroom. I brought a robe too to cover up in case the other guys came back.

In the bathroom I managed to get ready pretty quickly. I kept the makeup pretty natural, since I already looked very feminine. I chose a pink lipstick which matched the pink thong and bra. I looked in the mirror, and honestly couldn’t believe how hot I looked. I looked like a girl, a college freshmen about to give her ass up to a man she just met. And I was excited to do it.

And scared.

But mostly excited.

I left the bathroom, and thankfully the other boys weren’t back yet. I hopped into our room from the little hallway, and locked the door. As soon as I got into the room I could smell musk. Danyl was laying in his new bed totally naked, playing with his already hard dick. I could hear the porn playing on his phone, it sounded like multiple women. When he looked up his blue eyes got huge.

“Wow, you look so sexy baby. Come sit with me.” He said as he swung his legs over the bed and put his phone down. His big, almost ten inch dick was sticking straight up now, the foreskin up over the head with precum oozing out. I could smell his cock from here. It was absolutely overwhelming. I have never smelled something so strong in my life. The closer I got, the more it made my eyes water.

I sat down and he immediately place his hand on the back of my head. With no warning, he pushed my head down towards his massive reeking cock. I had tasted dick before, but never someone uncut, and never someone this hung. I opened my mouth as wide as I could and it was still a very tight fit. I couldn’t believe I finally had the dick I’d been seeing in pictures for a month in my mouth.

However, the pungent taste of his precum and funky dick made me gag.

“No gagging bitch,” he said and pushed my head down further.

I did my best not to gag but I kept doing it. He wouldn’t let me come up for air and I felt myself struggling to breathe around his big dick. I was nowhere near taking his whole dick either.

He released. I went up for air and gasped. He pulled out a little bottle from the desk near the bed. He shook it, opened it and held it to my nose.

“Breath this in.”

I obeyed, and breathed it in probably a little too hard. I didn’t know what they were at that point, but I knew I immediately started to feel light headed. I also felt a sort of rush, and was feeling insanely horny. Before I could really process anything, he pushed my head back down. This time, I felt confident. I pushed my own self down on his dick ahead of his hand, catching him off guard.

"Yeah I knew you would love my dick," he said, "you look fucking hot baby."

What he just had me sniff, which I later discovered were poppers, opened up my throat in a way I couldn’t have imagined. I managed to take almost his whole dick, and it felt fucking amazing. I was taking his big stinky dick down my girly little throat. This is what it meant to service a real man. This is what it meant to be a bitch.

He let me take charge for a bit after that, and I continued to fuck my face onto his cock. Everyone once in a while he’d stop me and I’d take another sniff of the bottle. Every time he did, it made me want more of his cock. I still wasn’t taking the whole thing, but it had his whole cock wet with my spit when he pulled me back up.

I must’ve looked like such a slut because I was sad his dick left my mouth.

“Sit on it slut.” He said, and with that he spit on my face.

It shocked me that he did this but I had never been so turned on.

“Do, do you have lube? I stuttered out.

“Your pussy juices and your spit are going to have to do. Now let me fuck your pussy.”

That scared me, because I had only had the dildo up my ass at this point. I looked down at his dick which was soaking wet in spit, and I desperately hoped that would be enough.

I raised myself up and slid the string of my thong aside, exposing my hole. My pussy.

He repositioned  so he was laying down in the bed, and I was now straddling his dick. I had to bring myself up pretty high to have his tip meet my hole.

“Yeah baby girl, ride my big dick, slut,” he growled. His English seemed to be fine when he was talking about fucking me.

I forced myself back, and felt the head start to push in. I was holding his cock to guide it into my hole and his foreskin was all the way up. I couldn’t get over how soft and smooth his foreskin felt. He had a huge bush of public hair though, some of which actually extended up the shaft, maybe about three inches up. Probably the hairiest cock I’ve ever seen.

As I pushed back the pain started to become more and more unignorably present. I did not want to let my man down on our first time though. Or, really, my first time in general. I had no idea how many girls this man had fucked. Probably dozens given how sexy he and his cock were.

Eventually I had a few inches in. The spit on his cock was starting to dry up, and before I could say anything, the bottle was at my nose again.

“This will make your pussy loose for me.” He said, “Breathe three times.”

I looked down at him for the first time since I started taking his dick. He was insanely masculine. He looked like he was ten years older than 18, and that turned me on even more. The room still smelled overwhelmingly like his powerful cock, and as I started sniffing, the musk started to mingle with the smell of the poppers. I was so turned on by this man that I let my hole completely relax. I felt myself sliding down his dick, taking inch after inch. I wanted to fuck myself so bad, that I took my hand off his dick, and placed both on his chest. I started to lift myself up, and back down, going a little bit deeper each time.

I could feel his extra-long foreskin working some sort of magic inside me, letting it slide in and out smoothly without any lube. It felt so primal and the true definition of raw sex.

I kept trying to take those last few inches, but I felt an intense pain every time I went too deep. This kept stopping me, and I could tell it was annoying Danyl.

“Take whole thing bitch,” he said finally, and put his hands on my shoulders. He tried to push me down, onto him. This made me yelp in pain, and with the Danyl shoved his musky underwear into my mouth.

“Is everything okay in there?” I heard Gio yell outside the door. They must’ve just come back. Fuck.

“Everything fine,” said Danyl, “Jess stuck finger in wardrobe door. Mistake.”

“Okay…” said Gio, sounding confused. All the while, Danyl was still forcing his dick deeper and deeper into me. I could feel my pussy being stretched to its limit, and there was still another two inches to go. All the while, Gio was probably still listening outside the door.

Danyl decided to change his tactics. He was annoying that I wasn’t taking his whole dick on the first go, but instead of violently forcing it into me, he tried treating me like a girl would like, I assume.

He started to gently rub my nipples.

My nipple have always been sensitive, but I always shied away from playing with them. Now, the man that was impaling me was treating my chest as a pair of tits, despite how flat chested I was, and it felt amazing. I felt my dick strain again my cage as he turned me with his thumbs against my nipples. This made me moan over his underwear. I didn’t care if Gio was still listening, this felt fucking good, with his dick inside me and my nipples being rubbed.

Something about him playing with my nipples allowed me to relax enough to bottom out. I reached my hand around and felt his full balls, and felt that his dick was truly completely inside me.

“Fuck, your pussy is tight,” he said, a bit louder than I’d have liked.

‘You dick is huge,” I whispered back as femininely as possible. I wanted to be a girl for this man. I wanted him to love my pussy.

I started to fuck myself on his dick again, going up and down, taking hits of poppers every once in a while. I couldn’t get over how amazing it felt to have him inside me. I had never felt so full, but it felt so right. Every time he’d reach back up and start rubbing my tits, I’d moan out of pure pleasure.

Then, for the first time in weeks, I started to cum. I was still in my cage and the thong was still covering it, but it only took a couple seconds before it was soaked in jizz.

“Fuck baby girl I made you squirt,” Danyl said in a sexy voice that made me want to squirt again.

I had been reduced to a fuck hole, there was no need for me to touch my dick if I could have such amazing orgasms as his girl.

“Fuck I am going to cum,” he said this time in Russian. He started to buck his hips up into me, slamming his dick in and out. I was seeing stars by the time I felt his dick begin to pulse, and his grunts told me that he was filling me up with the ropes of cum I’d seen in his pictures.

He pulled me in, and kissed me, this time deeply. He pushed his tongue in my mouth and, for a moment, I had him inside me on both ends.

I was preparing to get up off his cock when he told me to turn around with him still inside me. After some maneuvering, I managed to be on top of him in the cowgirl position. He then pulled me back so I was laying on top of him with his cock still inside me. He pushed to the side, and now he was spooning me.  I was facing towards the room as he wrapped his arms around me.

“Goodnight baby,” he said. He was going to sleep with his dick inside me! It was only 8!

“But Danyl,” I went to say.

“I’m Daddy to you slut. I just put baby in you. Shut up and sleep.” And with that the matter was done. I was to sleep with his huge dick still throbbing inside my hole. Which definitely wasn’t going to happen until maybe he went soft.

I already felt his breathing change from the way his breath was hitting the back of my neck, only a few seconds after. God, men were nuts.

I realized that the thin shade to the room’s window was actually up, meaning there was nothing blocking the view. And given that the lights were still on, anyone passing outside would see me, who looked like a girl, laying in this bed. And, someone was in fact watching. We were only one floor off the ground, but I could see down into a security vehicle, someone was watching into our room. How long had they been watching? Between Gio and this person, I’d only been here one day and already the secret was likely getting out that I was Danyl’s bitch.

That though turned me back on again. I wiggled my hands up until I was able to rub my own nipples. The feeling mixed with his still semihard dick in my pussy, coupled with knowing I was being watched made me cum into my thong again. It was official, I was a sissy. And now, I was thinking I wanted people to know about it.