*This is fiction work. Stay safe and don’t force people into things they don’t want.*
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I’m Ethan (21) and I’ve just moved into the new dorm and my new roomate was named James, that’s the only thing I knew. James (20) was quinda famous in the swim team and had won several races the last few years.
The day I arrived in the dorm, he was training in a black tank top and white boxers, leaving sweat all over the floor. I tried to interupt but he was way too much into his routine and didn’t bother to notice me at first. Eventually, he finishes his reps and stands up.
“Hey man, welcome to the dorm,” James says, extending a hand. “James.”
“Nice to meet you, name’s Ethan,” I reply, shaking his hand.
James looks me up and down, a smirk playing at the corners of his mouth. “You’re gay, aren’t you?”
I’m taken aback. “No… wait what ?” This guy is so sure about himself, I feel vulnerable next to him.
His pecs are impressive and perfectly fill his tank but the best is his massive arms and legs. You can tell this guy has been more in the water than running on the field.
James chuckles. “I bet you are. But that’s okay, I don’t mind. As long as you’re willing to suck my cock, you can stay in the dorm with me. You fags enjoy sucking dick right ?”
I’m shocked. “What? No way. I’m not going to do that.”
James comes closer. He’s taller than me by a few inches but I really feel petite besides him. “Oh, come on. You know you want to. And besides, my girlfriend is out of town for the next few weeks. So it’s just you, me and P.”
“Who’s P ?”
I try to pull away, but James is too strong. He pushes me down onto my knees. He takes a 7 inch dick out of his boxers. It’s long, thick and already hard. His head is oozing precum.
“Say hi to P fag. Suck it,” James growls, grabbing the back of my head and forcing his cock into my mouth.
I try to protest but his huge arms are pressuring me into his dick so hard.
“Suck it now, we don’t have all day.”
His dickhead invades my mouth very fast and I gag as his thick shaft hits the back of my throat. James does not care about me and starts to fuck my mouth with deep and fast strokes, his balls slapping against my chin as he pistons his hips.
“That’s it, you little faggot, knew you where a perfect match for my P” James sneers, grabbing a handful of my hair and pulling my head back and forthm. “Suck that cock deep like that. Understood ?”
I try to escape him and tell him to stop, but my words are muffled by James’s cock. He continues to fuck my mouth, his shaved balls slapping my chin with a repetitive “splat” sound. They feel big and full. Each thrust from him comes with a small dose of salty precum, gross.
“Ugh. Ugh. Ugh.” He keeps facefucking me with a very constant rythm, just like if he was doing some more reps. Sometimes his head forces my throat open, I gag hard and he chuckles.
Soon, I can feel his balls drawing up tight as he gets closer to cumming. The fear of having his cum in my mouth and having to taste it makes me quiver. I try to push him away, hoping he will get the message and cum somewhere else.
“Oh, getting close fag, fuck yes ! You take P good for a 1st timer. Just gotta say… haven’t nutted in a while,” James groans, his cock swelling even larger in my mouth. “Here it comes, you little slut. Better swallow every last drop like a good fag.”
With a final powerfull thrust, his head plunges straight at my throat and explodes in successive bursts, filling my mouth with a hot and sticky liquid. I try to swallow it all, but there’s too much and it begins to block my throat. I cough and cum drips down my chin and onto my shirt, staining it with his seed. He stays there for a while, maintaining my destroyed mouth against his pubes. I gag violently as more cum is being pourred down. Three… four.. five… He keeps feeding me. After maybe the 8th burst, I gag and some of his seed bursts on the carpet and some on his white socks.
“Fucking fag, watch out !” James pulls out of my moath, his dick still pulsing small jets of cum on my face. “You wasted my cum, faggot,” he says with anger. “You know most chicks would die to actually taste that shit right ?” He slaps me on the face with his dick. “Next time you better take it all and thank me for it.” He wiped his dick on my face. “Anyway queer, I’ll let you know when it’s time for your next moment with P.”
He tucks his cock back into his briefs and quickly goes to the bathroom, slamming the door and cursing about the cum on his socks.
I sit there, stunned. I feel sick with his cum in my throat, it’s burning and tastes weird. I can’t believe what just happened. I feel violated, used. But at the same time, there’s a part of me that enjoyed it. I can’t help but wonder what it would be like to have James’s cock inside me, filling me up and making me his own personal cumdump. I shake my head, trying to clear the thoughts from my mind. I can’t let myself get carried away like that. I need to focus on my studies, not on James’s cock.
But as I lay in bed that night, I can’t help but touch myself, imagining James’s cock buried deep inside me. I cum hard, my load spilling onto my chest as I moan his name.
I know I shouldn’t want him, but I can’t help it. James has awakened something inside me, something I never knew existed. And now that it’s been awakened, I don’t know if I can ever go back to being straight again.
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*Tell me if you want something special between Ethan and James next time.*