Back in my room, I lay in bed replaying the evening. Completely disoriented, I struggled to accept what had just happened. The girl I had a crush on was an eager slut for that Asshole. Instead of going after her myself, I had walked in on her begging for him to cum on her face and then cuddled her with her face still dripping.
It was dark in my dorm room, the green LCD clock on my coffee maker showing 2:13 a.m., and I hadn't been able to sleep. My roommate was sleeping across the room. I was disturbed. Thoughts from the night swirling, each time renewing my throbbing erection. I could feel the wetness from the precum in my boxers.
I could not understand how I could feel this jealousy, but I was more aroused than ever. As the memory of the scent of Asshole's cum glazing her face filled my head, I touched myself and came immediately. In the aftermath, I felt disgusted. What had just happened?
How could I be so turned on at Asshole fucking the girl I liked? How pathetic was it that I cuddled her with his cum still on her face? The scent of their sex still filled my head. Sick with myself, I grabbed a sock to wipe myself up before going to the shared bathroom to wash. The frequency of the fluorescent light added to my disorientation.
I slept poorly, and the next day, I found myself tapping gently at Katya's door.
"Sean! I'm so glad to see you," she said, springing off her bed and throwing her arms around my neck. "I missed you."
When her soft lips pressed my cheek, I felt the heat in my face and knew I was blushing. I flashed back to the previous evening when she kissed my cheek with Asshole's cum still dripping down her face.
"Aww, you're so cute, blushing for a little kiss on the cheek? Come snuggle me." Her hand grabbed mine and pulled me into her bed. I held her close, savoring the comfort and warmth.
"I'm so glad you came back. I was a little worried you would be embarrassed. There's nothing to be embarrassed about, though. We all agreed we liked it." She wiggled her ass against me to punctuate her words, and my erection jumped against her. "See, I know you like it."
Katya turned her head to me and stroked my cheek lightly with her finger. "It's impressive. I'm still sore from him, but I want him again already." She reached down and touched my bulge. "That's so cute. You love hearing that, don't you?"
I could only nod. My mouth was dry, my blood thrashing my ears, and I had never felt so aroused. "I love seeing that look of ecstasy in your eyes."
We resumed spooning, and my arousal calmed. When I left to meet my friends for dinner, I spotted the girl from across the hall. I blushed, remembering how she had warned me, and frantically tried to remember how much she would have seen. She looked down at my crotch and giggled, drawing my attention to the visible wet spot. Blushing, I took off for my room.
It was spaghetti night at the dining hall, and Aaron sat across the table from me as we scooped overcooked noodles and watery sauce into our faces.
"So you've been hanging out with that girl a lot lately?"
"Guess so," I replied non-commitally.
"What's up with that? You banging her yet?"
"Nah."
"Damn, she's hot! Hope you get in there soon."
I could only shrug my shoulders. The rest of the conversation flowed to our standard topics. When are we playing Risk next? Did I want the cracked Command and Conquer? Vanessa from our lit class.
I awoke to my dorm phone ringing. "Make it stop - who the fuck would call now?" I heard my roommate grumble.
"Hello?" I answered in my raspy sleep, thick voice.