MY ROOMMATE

Hello Teebeelicious, I have been glued to your stories since the first day a friend shared it with me and I must tell you, you're the best thing since sliced bread. Lol.  I have a story and I hope you share it. 

I am currently a student in one of the state universities and since my first year, I have been living in the hostel which I hated with all my heart. 

I had just began my 3rd year and was dreading to go back to the hostel when a relative (not by blood but from  my home town) who was graduating, informed me that his rent hasn't expired and suggested  I could take his space in the flat he shared with few of his mates. 

I immediately took the offer because I knew I had more than enough time to raise the money to pay for next coming rent when due. 

It was a nice 2 bedroom flat and two people occupied each room. 

I had been to his flat a couple of times in the past so, I was somewhat acquainted with the occupiers. 

Like my "relative", they (flatmates) all were grown men who obviously, started university education very late. To the best of my knowledge, all of them were straight and since I am the sort of gay man who loves soccer, alchohol and other boring things heterosexual men delighted in, I didn't care or bother. I could easily pass for your stereotypical heterosexual. 

But like they say, a gold fish has no hiding place. From the first day I stepped into the house, I began to  tidy and put  the house in order to make it more habitable for humans.

  Because I changed a lot of things with my own money , I had the license to nag the guys whenever they didn't do their dishes or left the house untidy. They nicknamed me house wife because of my very domestic nature and when in my temper, they called me " land lady".

Taking care of the boys and the house was something that i delighted in because I love to cook, clean and entertained with stories and jokes (there's no dull moment with me).

The guy who I shared my room with is called Stanley.  He is not handsome - infact, none of the guys were . They all were boring and neck deep into academics and religion ( they all attended the same campus fellowship and were very active members). Also, there were older than me and somewhat not exposed. (They remind you of those men who came into the university directly from the village). 

Like I said, Stanley, isn't a Denzel . But he had a body and dick to die for. I would always  watch him from the corner of my eyes as he dressed and undressed - his flaccid penis looking like a mini motar pestle. 

Initially, when I newly moved in,  Stanley and I didn't get along well because he made a comment that came off as homophobic about my cosmetics and perfumes (I am a perfume addict) which decorated my dressing table and because of that, I began to avoid him. 

One thing with me is that I can be a snub diva. I treated him like his parents were still contemplating conceiving him and eventually, it got to him.  

One day, he asked me if he'd offended me and I didn't give him any answer. But I had a change of heart when he started being spontaneous in helping around the house.

There's nothing that makes me happy than a man who does things without being told and Stanley was that kind. 

He will replace items after using and if we were running out of anything, he will either buy it  or will call to ask if I needed anything for the house when he was coming back from lectures... unlike the other two tenants who were selfish baboons. 🙄

Like I said, Stanley has a hot body and juicy cock and I never hid my admiration of it from him. 

 I don't know if it was my compliments because, as time went on, Stanley wore less and less clothing and would even go naked when we were together in the room. 

No doubt it was a serious temptation but I did my best to contain myself. Last thing I wanted was for stories to get to my cousin that I tried harrasing someone sexually . ( you know how these heterosexual people can be sometimes). 

About 2 weeks ago, the other two flatmates traveled and I was alone with Stanley. I had just finished having my shower and was drying my body when he came into the room.

"This your sexy body you Dey take confuse person" he casually said as he forced a giggle.  I paid no attention. 

When I stood up to oil my body, he said my bum looked like I worked on it.  I have a big bubble butt so I understood were his compliment came from. I told him asides nature gifting me, I also did squats religiously. 

From the corner of my eye, I could see that Stanley had stuck his hand inside his boxers  and was rubbing his penis.  I could swear I saw his erect dick print. 

He was trying to have a conversation but I couldn't concentrate on what he was saying because at this point, half of his very fat,  black and hard penis had come out from the corner of his boxers.  

I had just left the room to  wear my shoes which was situated at the corridor only to return back to find him stark naked with his erect massive dick standing up right like an army general Saluting the flag during the national anthem.

Stanley, who was now looking at his phone, was saying  something which I didn't get.

To say I was shocked seeing his bare cock is an understatement. I quietly picked my bag and left the house.

It was in the bus that I received sense as I began to play back (in my head) what had just  happened. Stanley has never complemented my ass before nor displayed a full erection for my viewing pleasure.  "Could it be he'd found his courage since we were the only ones at home ?" I wondered. 

It now dawned on me that all what he was doing was his own way of passing "the message" across. 

I felt so angry with myself for being daft. 

Immediately, I got down at the next bus stop and found my way back home.

When I got home, he was already dressed. He asked if I had forgotten something and  I said "no". 

I got to the room, took off my clothes and laid on my stomach stark naked.

A short while after, he entered and sat on his bed at the other corner of the room. 

He asked if I was hot and I said yes (which was a lie) . As I rested on my elbows and pretended to stare at my phone, I watched him from the corner of my eyes. He was starring lustfully at my booty. After a while, he lied that he too was feeling hot and then , took off his clothes.  Now naked, I noticed  his cock was hard , violently stretched and nodding aggressively. 

He laid quietly on his back and picked his phone.

I sent him a message on whatsapp saying I adored his very big cock and he sent a blushing 😊emoji.  He told me he couldn't take his eyes off my beautiful ass and I too, responded with the same emoji.

When I asked how many inches his cock was, he said he had no idea. 

"I can use my throat to measure it if you want" I messaged and he laughed.  

"Sure why not? And you can use the other hole to confirm the size too". He replied. 

"Not if you eat it good to ensure an accurate measurement " I quickly responded. 

He sigh loudly and I  guessed it was because, he was not be comfortable with rimming. However , I told him I was very clean and sent him few pictures of my beautifully neat ass hole I'd already saved on my phone. 

"Wow... I can eat this all day" he replied. 

When he asked if I can assure him that this stays between us and I gave him my word, he wrote -

"Okay then. Let's get to business".

Dropping my phone, I went straight to his bed and he welcomed me with a warm embrace and hot kisses. 

After been thoroughly satisfied from our kissing  hunger , I came on top of him, turned around, fed him my big soft fresh cunt and took his very thick long pole down- down my slippery throat.  

I twerked on Stanley's face like a whore and he went mad with lust.  He chewed and sucked smoking  thunder from my hole while I returned the favour on his very rigid cock. 

Finally, I was on my back with my legs opened as he positioned himself over me and began to invade my privacy

Stanleys dick is sweet I swear.  In all my gay years, no dick has ever opened my hole and filled it to the core like his cock. 

As he kissed me passionately, he drove deeper and deeper into my intestine. 

"Are you feeling it baby....are you feeling daddy?" He asked as he stuffed me with hard bone and in response, all I could do was moan and groan. 

Removing his monster tool from my sorely strained hole, he asked me to kneel on the bed and I obeyed.  Kneeling behind me, he inserted his iron hard revolver deep into my weary pussy and commenced his assault while hugging me tight.

As he whispered how sweet my hole was and how good he felt fucking me, I too, told him how occupied his big cock made my hole feel and how good the pain was.

"So I should fuck you hard like this?" He said as he positioned himself in an angle and increased his fuck pace. 

At this point I could no longer endure the sensation I was receiving.. I had started experiencing slight shocks and dizziness and my scrotum and hard dick (which was seriously precumming) was seriously aching me. 

Stanley's incredible fucking technique  took another turn when he started whining his waist with only his cock head in my pussy , then gradually, he will push his cock half way inside my hole, then withdraw and  leave only the cock head. Slowly, he will then push half of his fuck pole  inside my wet pussy (while still maintaining the waist rotation) . 

My body began to vibrate uncontrollably as I began to go into severe waves of pleasure and suddenly, BOOOM!!!! I came. It was so intense that I cried like a baby. Stanley on the other hand,  consoled me but never stopped drilling. 

As I was going into what seemed like the last wave of spasm, Stanley growled loudly as he started stabbing my hole furiously which sent hot pains straight to my brain. 

While he pumped his seed into me, I started wriggling my fleshy ass on his pole.

The quantity of his sperm was ridiculous.  It literally filled my stomach and spilled from my hole down my legs. I wouldn't doubt if he hadn't cum in months. 

For the rest of that day I couldn't get out of bed. My body completely shut down with pains and Stanley had to nurse me. 

The following night, now feeling much better, I was lying down and  playing games on my phone when Stanley came and laid on my back. He asked what I was doing and I told him. We started talking idly and before I knew what was happening, we were naked and he was filling me up with dick and cum.

Since then, we've become inseparable.  He has spoken to my folks and I too, his.

Even after lectures, we don't go home without the other (that is if we were both on campus).

Our other flatmates are back so, we are very quiet with our love making. And most importantly, we make sure the door is constantly locked before we go to bed because we now sleep together (Either on his bed or mine) in each others arms. 

He is currently in his final year and I will make sure I get pregnant for him before he leaves.

Written by 

Chiedu E. K.