Subletting (750)

This is an entry for the

750 Word Project 2025

Every one of my friends had warned me I was moving too fast, I didn't know what I was doing, that things were going to go bad. And I'd rolled my eyes, scoffed, made fun of them and said enough horrible things for them to all go away.

I was moving in and going to propose to my college sweetheart right after graduation.

This was IT. I was absolutely certain.

So six months into our joint lease, when Paige said she wasn't happy and told me I should leave, not only was I gutted- I was absolutely alone.

With my parents across the country, and just as mad with me as my former friends- I had no where to turn- so you need to understand my desperation when I decided to take a tip from Paige's best guy friend, Paul- when he suggested I reach out to her sister.

Did I have a sneaky suspicion that Paul was weasling his way into Paige's panties? Yes. Had I even had a drink with her sister Melody? Or seen her up close? God no. They were barely on speaking terms- but talk of sublets had me thinking about shared rent and an instant home when I was currently facing eviction.

Paul was being a "good guy" by vouching for me with Melody, which was enough to get a rental agreement and move in date. Funnily enough, the week I was packing up boxes coincided with a trip out of town for dear old Paige, so I didn't even get to tell her where to forward my mail. Her absence did allow me to spend one last day in the apartment feeling wistful- JUST before Melody called in a panic.

"Hey, Nathan- I need you to get here this afternoon! PLEASE! I need help!"

Unfamiliar with Melody, but wanting to get in good I dashed for the door.

"Sure, whats- I mean, are you okay? You are? Okay, so what's going on?" I was already in my car when she started an explanation- then stopped herself.

"Okay, I'm warning you this is insane, and I know you're gay but-"

It was only a few blocks away, and traffic was dead but I nearly caused an accident when she said that. Was this what Paul said? Did he get that from Paige? I was wounded and embarrassed.

"What? I'm not gay!"

"Just get here fast PLEASE!"

In minutes I found a parking spot and ran up the steps, dashing through the door to see my new roommate bare breasted and in an imperceptible thong. Her hair was done up with coloured strands and her makeup was cartoonish in nature.

"I just had my collab cancel and I need your dick,"

"EXCUSE ME?!" My brain was planetary as my cock stiffened up at the mere idea.

Quickly, Melody explained she had accounts online, and a following that was waiting for her scheduled fuck session in twenty minutes. Her partner had bailed and she needed a male to just lay there while she worked the cams. She thrust a pink balaclava into my hand and walked towards her bedroom- leaving me to process the offer while surveying the lights and cameras.

This was fucking insane, but I was set to move in, stuck to a lease and... and I had a chance to fuck my exes sister on camera.

And Paul told her I was gay???

My heart thumped in my chest as I heard my self saying yes.

I began to strip naked, my anger dismissing any misgivings I had about my body. My cock was excitedly erect and bobbing about. I'd wanted to leave the mask off but Melody insisted, ushering me onto her bed and shackling me in place.

Then suddenly the lights blared, the cameras red light came on and my roommate became the most honey voiced tease you could imagine. She worked the audience, monitored chat and did customer service like no other.

When someone noticed my cock was softening, she sprang into action and put a pink toy in my ass to keep me stimulated. When I grunted at the shock, another customer suggested gagging me, which she did. And when she counted down the ticket sales to $5,000 Melody unclipped her thong and began to mount me. I felt her hand guide my cock inside as she giggled to the audience and announced:

"Alright guys, here's the breeding session I promised, lets hope it takes this time!"

Wait, what?