My Cocy Roommate

My college has everyone paired with a roommate, and my roommate is Vincent. He is cocky and overconfident, and very competitive. From what I've seen, he also doesn't really have that much to be cocky about. i generally do better than him on any test, though he will let it be known whenever he does better than me. I never hear the end of it. In short, he's pretty annoying, and I do not enjoy our time together when it's just the two of us in our shared room.

i had a spare period during the day when I had the room to myself. It was my favourite time of the day. Today, I was playing a baseball video game that I had had for a while. I had gotten pretty good at the game, so even on the hardest difficulty, it had long lost its sense of challenge where I could possibly lose, but it was fun nonetheless. I was in the 8th inning, and the score was 14-1. I silently cursed that I had allowed that solo home run last inning, but played on.

The door swung open suddenly: Vincent was back. His class had been cancelled for the day, and so I guess my alone time would be unceremoniously cut short today.

"What are you up to? What game is that?" Vincent asked, with an annoying smirk. You could tell he was already proving for some way to be a pain in the ass.

"Just a baseball game," I tell him, hoping to sound immersed in the game so he might get the hint.

"Cool. let me play next. It can't be too tough if even you can win by so much."

i grit my teeth just a bit. it's true I could win these games easily now, but there had been a pretty steep learning curve each time I increased the difficulty by a notch. "Yeah, i don't know about that," I say, rolling me eyes.

I finish the game, and the video shows my pitcher pump his first and celebrate with the catcher. Final score: 22-1.

"Great, my turn," Vincent declares, and starts casually trying to pull the controller away from me.

"No sorry, it's my game," I say bluntly.

"Come on, give me a turn. Roommates are supposed to share their shit."

"Why should I? You didn't even let me borrow your umbrella when it was pouring rain yesterday." I think this is a good counterpoint, but it just seems to remind Vincent of that time, which means him grin.

"Oh yeah, you got so fucking wet!" Vincent laughs to himself.

I glare back. "So why would I share with you?"

"Come on, not the same thing at all! Geez, you're so scared I would show you how much better I am than you."

"Excuse me?" Holy, typical Vincent goading. Part of me wants to leave it alone, but the other part feels challenged. "No way, I would wipe the floor with you."

"How about this, then. we play a 2-player game. if I win, i get to play for the rest of the afternoon."

I look at him, trying to understand once more where this bravado comes from. "Fine," I agree, "and if you lose, you never ask me to play again."

"Okay, but you have to give me some odds. How about....". Suddenly his eyes light up. "If I win, I get to play while sitting my butt down on your face?"

"What? No! That's gross." I reflexively say.

"Hey, if you're so confident, then it'll never happen anyway, right? Unless deep down you know I'm gonna be better than you."

Deep down, I know that Vincent is an asshole. It would be nice to be able to wipe that smirk off his face. And it's true that that scenario was incredibly remote. "Fine," I say, "let's play."

i toss over the second controller, and we each choose a team. I give a very quick tutorial of what each button does, and then we're off.

"Not as easy as it looks, eh?," I say, as i change the speeds and locations of my pitches to easily strike out his first set of batters. In the bottom half of the first inning, Vincent serves up some easy predictable pitches that i immediately make him pay for. it's already 7-0 by the end of the inning.

Vincent is quiet, and concentrating super hard. it's a wonderful contrast to his normal bragging demeanor. I still chime in with some light jabs, but honestly it's not so fun when I'm already leading by so much. I ease off a bit, not fully capitalizing on each bit. End of the 4th inning, and it's 18-0.

Vincent did start to learn the ropes though. he mounts a small offensive challenge in the 5th, and end up scoring a few runs. i shrug it off, and even he isn't ready to make a big thing of it. 19-3 at the end of 5.

It's the seventh inning when the wheels start really falling off. Vincent keeps me off the scoreboard for the last 2 innings, and then scores 9 unanswered runs. "Oh yeah, pop! There is goes again!", Vincent exclaims, as his hit sails into the seats for a 3-run home run. "Here we come!" 19-12.

I clamp things down a bit in the 8th, and managed a solo shot, but it's clear I've lost the momentum, and Vincent smells blood. "I'm coming for you! I'm going to enjoy playing the next game on my throne!" 20-16.

it's the final inning of play, Vincent loads the bases, and then clears them with a double. it's 20-19, and his tying run is on 2nd base. and my last pitcher in the roster is exhausted! i try to get over the hump, but Vincent lights up the next several pitches. it feels like there's no way to stop the bleeding. i finally catch a foul ball for the final out, but Vincent is now up 28-20. "Whoop! whoop! Let's finish things off!"

The bottom half of the final frame, I try really hard to concentrate. I play some small ball, and get a couple of runners around. but it's too little too late. My final batter strikes out, and the final score is 28-23.

Vincent's arms shoot up in the air in victory. "Yes! It's over! Hahaha! Now let's settle our terms, loser."

"Come on, Vincent, no way. we were just joking, that's gross." I try to say casually, but my voice quavers. Vincent's eyes light up, enjoying how much he's making me uncomfortable.

"No, no, that was the bet. now lay down and take your medicine. my butt could really use some support!"

I try to push past him, but he catches my body. We're both fairly slim built. He's a tiny bit taller, but somehow he's much stronger, it it turns out. He wrestles me to the ground, pinning me on my back, and then turns his body around and shimmies his body back so his legs are pinning my arms, and his butt is directly above my face. He's wearing tight gym shorts, and i can see the clear outline of his cheeks and crack, along with his bulge towards the front. I flail my legs anxiously, but to no avail.

"Get off of me!", I yell angrily, still jerking my body futilely.

"You're going to have to learn to take responsibility for your bets, Aaron.", Vincent says in a cocky way, with mock concern. "I can't wait to see if the computer is a better opponent than you." He lowers his butt so that it's not touching my face, with some weight being applied. "Hahaha! This is so nice. I could get used to it. i feel like this is how it's supposed to be!"

I feel furious and helpless in my position, as he starts the game. He easily dominates the computer player. Every time there's a home run, he bounces his butt up and down on my face. The weight, the heat, and the smell are almost too much to take. My limbs have long gone limp, as i accept what my next 30 minutes will be like.

Vincent is elated. The thrill has not worn off, as he continues to boast and make comments. " Looks like we finally found a good use for your face. A true calling. it's like it was meant to be under my ass. Maybe you can pucker up and kiss it."

The game finally ends, and Vincent, still laughing, gets off my face. He offers my a hand to get back up, which i ignore and get up on my own.

"Geez, it wasn't so bad", he says as he notices my glare. Then he shifts gears. "I can't wait to tell everyone about my amazing victory."

"What? No, you can't!" I protest.

"Why not? A story like that deserves to be shared." Vincent grins. "Aaron plays his game over many months, and then his buddy Vincent, just dripping in natural superior talent, drops him in his first time playing."

Aaron's cheeks turned red, out of embarrassment as well as anger. *Shut up! God, I wish I didn't go easy on you early on..."

*Oh, that's rich! How about we have a rematch then? if you win, it will be like nothing ever happened. You'll remember the experience of my butt on your face, and so will I, but no one else will have to know. But if I win, well, there's gotta be more of a reward than just sharing the story."

Aaron's cheeks went from red to white. *What's that?"

"I get to do it again. but this time, it's my bare ass against your face the whole time. But don't worry: I only won this time because you went easy on me, right? So you would have nothing to worry about."

Aaron was not at all convinced of his own bluster. In fact, he had felt quite out of control for the later innings of the first game, and he knew his confidence was shaken. But there really wasn't much choice. Vincent was giving him one small crack to make it nothing has ever happened, and he would just have to figure out a way to win.

"Alright, sure. Let's do it then." Aaron tried to display as much confidence and bravado as he could, but the expression on Vincent's face suggested he wasn't fooled..

The game got underway. Aaron tried to be as careful as possible with his pitching. With all of his effort, he seemed to be about to stem Vincent's offense, but there was still a small trickle of hits and runs. For Vincent's part, his pitching was impeccable, and Aaron could only muster a few stranded runners. Over 4 innings, the score was 5-0 for Vincent.

"Oh, this is going to feel so nice. i can already taste victory. And afterwards, you're going to literally able to taste defeat, if you just flick out your tongue." Vincent's eyes danced between the screen and Aaron, enjoying his uncomfortable the comment was making him.

Aaron hit a 2-run home run in the 5th, to bring the score to 5-2. Aaron tried to carry the momentum, and got a few more in. it was 7-5 for Vincent going into the 8th inning. Aaron had been expending his pitchers quite a bit though, and they were starting to lose their accuracy. Vincent piled in run after run, completely uncountered for the final two frames. The wheels really fell off as Aaron flailed and his emotions made him more erratic. When the game was finally mercifully over, Vincent had won 18-5.

"Hahaha! Wow, even I didn't think things would go that badly for you. You're absolutely pathetic. Or I'm just a living god. Maybe a little bit of both."

Aaron's cheeks turned bright red.

"Don't even think about fighting it this time. Just lay down like before, and assume the position of my well earned throne."

Aaron stuttered, and then accepted his fate grudgingly. He lowered himself to the floor and looked up at the ceiling. In a moment, Vincent entered his frame, his ass towering above him. Vincent made a display of slowly pulling down his shorts to reveal his bare ass, sticking out his foot to hold his shorts and underwear, before flicking it off to land carelessly on the ground. Then he started squatting down, his shins once more lining Aaron's arms, and his butt cheeks making their slow descent until they were pressed against Aaron's cheeks.

"Ohh, that does feel nice. The natural order has returned." Vincent feels triumphantly. He thrusted forward and back, and Aaron could feel his nose getting lodged into Vincent's asshole. His balls tested on Aaron's chin. "This is already so much sweeter than last time."

Aaron wished so hard that he had just let it go after the first time. This was so much more humiliating. How could be ever go back to looking Vincent in the eye again after this? Their dynamic had permanently changed now.

Vincent played his game against the computer. There were lots of home runs, which Aaron could feel as Vincent would once again bounce on his face as his batter rounded the bases. Vincent laughed evilly throughout, fully enjoying the latest scenario.

After an eternity, the game ended, but Vincent was slow to get off. Aaron started wriggling in protest, but Vincent held tight. "I just want you to give my asshole one solid lick, and then I'll let you back up. I know it's not what we agreed, but it would be the perfect ending. And let's be honest, you don't have much choice." To make his point, he put more of his weight on Aaron's face and felt Aaron's panicked spasms. He eased off. "So what do you say, one good lick?"

Aaron hesitated, and then slowly let his tongue come last his lips. Trying hard not to think of what was happening, he mechanically did a big lick motion with his tongue. He couldn't help feel the texture as his tongue ran across Vincent 's taint to his asshole, and then flicking past it.

"Good boy!" Vincent said, full of mock appreciation. "I think i got it!" He climbed off Aaron's face and immediately started walking away.

"Wait, what? Got what?" Aaron sat up, and saw Vincent, still naked from the waist down, looking over his phone. "What are you doing?"

Vincent grinned. "How do you like my photography skills? it was a tough angle to get, but I think I nailed it."

Aaron turned white. The photo showed Aaron's face under Vincent's butt cheeks. Looking more closely, you could see Aaron's tongue flicked out, pressed against Vincent's asshole.

"Come on, what do you think?"

Aaron was lost for words, and his heart was beating out of his chest.

"Just to be clear, there will be no do-overs. Honestly, I'm kind of bored of your game. it's too easy now. And I think we both know that we will keep getting the same result anyway." Vincent's eyes danced at he talked.

"So here's what's going to happen. if you don't want people to know about this," he said, waving his screen, "then you will have to do whatever i want you too. We're not roommates anymore. it's my room, and you're lucky to grovel at my feet."

Aaron was still only about to stammer. He couldn't think of any way out. He definitely couldn't let that photo be made public. it would be the end of his life.

"Once you completely understand our new arrangement, I want you to get on all fours, and kiss my feet."

A million thoughts went through Aaron's head, but none of them were a suitable solution to this situation. Finally, he got into a crawling position, bent his neck down, and kissed ones of Vincent's feet.

"Oh wonderful. You are officially broken. We are going to have so much fun together! See you tonight, i need to get ready for class."