the-roommates-3

Subject: The Roommates (part 3) This is the third installment in the story involving kinky college roommates. If you liked this story (or others on Nifty), consider throwing a few bucks to help pay for the website. fty/ -------------------- The two roommates woke up after a long nap of them spooning. After working up a heat from mutual play sessions that involved no direct physical contact, the two laid in bed holding each other until it was dark out. A loud thud from the hallway woke up Derrick. Loud music played in the room next to theirs, and there were people talking in the hallway. Derrick wanted to get up to investigate, but he didn't want to let go of the man he was holding, worrying he wouldn't get the chance again. So he tried laying still, but his body jolted when he heard another loud thud. "Ugh, fuck we slept a while," Eric yawned from his little spoon position. "Yea, it sounds like there's a party going on out there," Derrick stated. He was still wearing the football gear and holding his roommate. "A party, aww shit. How are we supposed to bring all of your stuff up now?" Eric asked. He got onto his back and lightly moved Derrick's hands. "It's not too much, like ten boxes or so," Derrick said as he got up. He turned on the side lamp and started taking off the football gear. "Doable... so earlier, that was fucking hot bro," Eric yawned from the bed. "But man I'm sore, that bed is too small for two people." "It was hot, yea. Maybe it'll be easier without the gear," Derrick said hopefully. He removed the shoulder pads and sat them on the gear bag. "Yea, maybe..." Eric started saying, then he looked up at his roommate with a funny look. Derrick was removing the tight football pants and smiling back at the hot jock stud. His heart fluttered and his locked cock twitched underneath the layer of gear and sweat. "Unless you want me to sleep in your jockstrap, I'm gonna need clothes eventually, because your stuff is huge on me," Derrick laughed as he stripped down to the jockstrap. "Keep it on. I'm gonna dress you for when we get your stuff," Eric ordered. Derrick laughed sheepishly as his roommate picked out a black spandex top and gym shorts. "You gotta think like an athlete when you're using your body. Especially when you lift things," Eric explained as Derrick donned the athletic apparel. "I don't look like a poser wearing this? I almost never work out. This feels... good!" Derrick rambled as he felt his torso through the spandex top. He only imagined how sexy and tight it would look on the muscular body of his roommate. "Yea, your body should feel good! That's been my philosophy since I started playing with dildos. Chase that feeling," Eric remarked. The two of them had their shoes on, and were ready to go out into the loud hallway. "Car keys, room key, chastity cage key," Derrick noted out loud. "My chastity key," Eric said. He picked out a small key from his pocket and handed it over. "Are you serious? I mean, I'm honored to be your keyholder, but are you sure?" Derrick asked, taken aback by the gesture, but his roommate shook up and down with a grin. He took the key and added it to gaziantep escort his keyring. "Yea, I have two keys, and the other is in my locker, where I can get it in case of emergency. I don't want the temptation to use this," Eric professed as he shook his locked dick. He continued, "I wanna stay horny and focused. Save my man juice and use it to become my best self. Get a degree in sports sciences if I end up like most players and don't get drafted to the pros." Eric slumped his shoulders and his head, looking quite vulnerable. Derrick instinctively reached his arms out and hugged his roommate tightly, a gesture that everything was going to be OK. He held his arms clasped around his torso, and felt his cock swell in its cage. He resisted pulling away when Eric started swinging around his chastity cage, and the two horny men moaned as their cages clang through their shorts. Derrick let go and looked into Eric's hazel eyes. The two held eye contact for a moment, their pupils dilated, a sign of their raging libido. Derrick leaned forward to kiss, but Eric pulled away - his heart plummeted and raced. "Once we kiss, we cross a line. It's our first night together, let's keep it strictly sexual," Eric said as he patted Derrick's back. The two smiled at each other, but Derrick was still worried he had crossed a line by initiating the kiss. A million thoughts ran through his head, not knowing what to say to keep the good vibes going. "Yea, of course, sorry bro, it's just my raging horniness. I got caught up, you know?" Derrick spoke, his heart gradually calming down. "I gotcha. I've broken many hearts, and I don't want you to be one of them. Not when we can help each other out," Eric replied. "What did you have in mind?" Derrick asked while fumbling with his car keys. "How about this? Let's make a game out of bringing up your stuff," Eric started with a wry smile. He continued speaking as he walked into the bathroom. "For every pound of stuff we each carry up, the other guy has to pound the other's ass with a dildo that many times." "Yea, like as a roommate reward program! Every time we do a favor for the other or for the room, like washing the sheets or cleaning the bathroom, we get one credit," Derrick added on. "A unit of favor credit. I like that. Massages earn credit. Getting a meal for us. Finding a pair of tops who can fuck us," Eric finished the last part with a laugh. "Bro, I'm game! Damn that sounds hot," Derrick laughed lustily. He had only thought about being fucked by his roommate, but his mind drifted to the loud hallway and all of the cute boys he passed. "So how about this? Over the weekend until classes start, let's get the name and number of every hot guy we want to fuck us, and make it happen," Eric schemed. "A fuck-it list, like a bucket list," Derrick suggested. "We're calling it that," Eric laughed. "Do you really think there will be that many gay guys open to fucking us? You'll have no problem, but..." Derrick looked down at his body shamefully, feeling out of place in the workout clothes of his roommate. "You look fine, you're a tall lanky boy with a great smile when suriyeli escort you're excited. If you want, you can work out with me, build up that confidence," Eric said as he sat a scale by the foot of his bed. "OK deal," Derrick beamed at his roommate. "And besides, you don't need to find a gay dude. Tons of guys, especially the good looking ones, are bi or at least open to topping. Trust me," Eric declared as he opened the door. "Now let's go get your stuff." The two roommates worked their way through the rowdy hallway, passing groups of guys and girls dancing. The floor's RA - a short bear-type dude - was making out with a Latino twink. Eric passed them with a smile, but Derrick felt emboldened and stopped in front of them. "You two are gorgeous, I love your energy. Stop in room 308 if you want to play sometime," Derrick suggested with a wink. The two guys stopped kissing for a second and blew a kiss, drawing a chuckle from Derrick. Eventually the roommates made it to the elevator, and rode it to the first floor to walk out to the parking lot. There weren't many people outside, and they soon grabbed their first load of stuff to carry to the room. Eric easily carried two boxes, while Derrick rolled his suitcase. "Wait a minute," Eric said, and they stopped. "You gotta carry that or else it won't count toward your total." "That's fine, that just means I'll be servicing you for longer. I'll cum so quickly if you're hulking over me working my ass," Derrick remarked lustily. He didn't want to cross a line and be too romantic. Eric laughed out loud as he picked up the boxes. "Hulking over you? Man, you don't spend enough time around jocks." "Help me fix that?" Derrick joked back as they re-entered the building. As he said that, he noticed a tall ruggedly handsome guy standing by the elevator. He had a huge ass, defined biceps, and a bearded face that deflected attention from a nose that had been broken a few times. "Yo Jared, I didn't know you were in this building. Hold the doors," Eric called out to the guy, who held the elevator doors open. "This is my roommate Derr. Derr, Jared, he's our linebacker," Eric introduced his roommate to his teammate. "Yo, what's good?" laughed Jared. He entered the elevator and eyed the two roommates with a mischievous smile. Derr stared for a second, realizing that he had just been given a nickname, before he entered the car, soon entered by his roommate. Jared pressed the button for 2. "Good to meet you. Wait, so the jock is too lazy to take a flight of stairs after practice?" Derr joked as he pressed the button for the 3rd floor. "The jock is gonna get some pussy! And I didn't wanna trip over all those couples making out in the stairs," Jared laughed again. Derr laughed and stared at Jared. He felt powerless next to the bearded husky guy. His heart pounded, and it wasn't due to any physical strain. He could smell the two sweaty jockbois, filled with testosterone. Derr's dick strained furiously against his chastity cage. His ass twitched as well - he had forgotten he was still wearing his buttplug - and he moaned a tiny bit, drawing rus escort looks from both guys. "So Jared, I'm a faggy cocksucker. If you ever need a hole, lemme know, I'm in room 308," Derr said right before the elevator doors opened. Jared laughed again and nodded. "Alright. I'll catch you later." The elevator doors closed, and the car rose again. Derr looked at the numbers on the wall so he wouldn't have to look at his roommate. Either he did something unfathomably stupid, or he'd be rewarded by his boldness. "Good boy, that's how you do it. I was beginning to get worried you'd never get dick. That you'd use that key and unlock me and ride yourself on me," Eric suggested as he heaved up the boxes and walked toward the room. "Oh damn!" was all Derr could think of. It was a very hot image. "But you're not gonna do that. I'm only unlocking after the season is over, then I'm going to find someone vers who I can flipfuck with," Eric said loudly as the doors opened. "Fuck yea!" he screamed as he walked down the hall, passing couples making out and people dancing to up-tempo club music. The floor cheered as Eric passed, drawing another laugh from Derr, who admired the openness of his roommate. He thought about their interactions as he awkwardly wheeled his suitcase past legs and jumping bodies. Eric was a lot more emotionally honest, and a lot more eloquent, than any athlete Derr ever knew. Maybe it was true, that he didn't interact with enough jocks, but there was something different about his roommate. The two entered apartment 308. Derr wheeled his suitcase to his bed while Eric placed the boxes on the scale. "38 pounds, and this is just the first trip. You better start working out those muscles so you'll be able to take care of me," Eric teased. Derr felt his toy twitch again as he imagined servicing his hot roommate. He moaned again. "Mmmmmmmmm, the horny locked pup is feeling good, is he?" Eric moaned as he walked toward his roommate. Derr had never been called a pup before. He had read a lot about it, and he certainly identified with the culture - being playful, loyal, and horndogs. "Yes Sir," was all Derr could think of. He panted playfully with his tongue out afterward, drawing a chuckle from his roommate. "Let's get going before we play again. I wanna know how many times each you'll be pounding my pretty asshole. Think it'll be more or less than 100? Wanna bet?" Eric ranted competitively. "Alright, let's go," Derr laughed, and the two went back out to the loud hallway. Before long, the two roommates completed four trips, bringing up the boxes and bags. Excluding the suitcase, Derr carried up 57 lb worth of boxes, compared to 113 lb for Eric. That would be the number of times each would have to pound the ass of the other, for every 1 roommate credit. The two developed their system on the remaining trips to the car, coming up with ways of counting credit. They finally got everything in the room, and the party in the hallway had died down. It was now past 1 am, and the two roommates were more tired than horny. They both collapsed into their tiny beds, playing on their phones silently. "Goodnight roomie, thanks so much again for helping me out," Derr texted his roommate, too tired to speak. "Go to bed and put the phone away, pup," Eric said out loud with a chuckle. Derr obeyed, plugged his phone in, and quickly drifted to sleep for his first night at college.