My Girlfriends Roommate 1

Author's Note: this story involves cuckolding and small penis humiliation.

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My name is Lucas, and this is the story of how I was tricked into becoming a submissive beta cuck for my girlfriend Stephanie. But don't worry, I'm not upset about it or anything. In fact, I'm grateful to her, her roommate Jake, and her best friend Rachel for teaching me where I belong. She's the absolute best girlfriend I could ever hope for!

I'm 18 years old, and it's my freshman year of college. I had spent my high school years getting bullied and teased for being a total nerd. I'll admit, I fit the stereotype pretty well. I'm skinny and wear glasses and have no athletic skills to speak of.

Needless to say, I spent plenty of time pining after all the pretty girls in my high school, jerking off my tiny dick at night thinking about them. But of course, none of them ever gave me a second look. They were all too busy dating the big muscular jocks on the football team -- the same guys who liked to make fun of me when we were changing for gym class because of the tighty whities I wore or the fact that I didn't have a big bulge like they all did.

When I got to college, I figured the girls there would be pretty much the same. And most of them were. My first day, I nervously smiled and waved at a group of pretty girls in one of my classes, and they all immediately burst out laughing and rolled their eyes at me. I was so embarrassed! I quickly ran home to jerk off thinking about them. The fact that I blew my load to the mental image of them laughing at me should have been an early clue about my place in the world, but I was pretty innocent back then and didn't even know what a beta cuck was.

Anyway, Stephanie was different from the other girls. I met her in our English 101 class. She was just about the most beautiful girl I had ever seen, with wavy blond hair, piercing blue eyes, and a really cute smile. I never would have expected her to approach a nerdy guy like me, but to my surprise, a couple weeks into the class, she came up to me, leaned down over my desk, and smiled at me. "HI! I saw you raising your hand and answering so many questions during class," she said. "You must be sooo smart."

I started blushing as soon as she started talking to me, because she was wearing a low-cut v-neck t-shirt, and I could see so much of her cleavage. I felt my armpits getting sweaty and my face turning red. "Oh, uh, well, um, I dunno, uh..." I said awkwardly, my eyes darting around the room to avoid staring at her boobs.

She giggled. "And cute too," she said. No girl had ever called me that! "I was just wondering...with all these big thick books we have to read in this class, and our midterm paper coming up, it's all like, really hard for me! Do you think you could maybe help me out with it?"

"Oh, um, uh, yeah, s-s-sure," I stammered nervously.

She smiled. "Wow, that's so sweet of you! Maybe you could come over to my place this evening?"

I could only nod, amazed that such an attractive girl was actually wanting to spend time with me. She just giggled and gave me her address.

I had to jerk off thinking about her before I went to her place that evening, hoping it would help to calm my nerves. But when she opened the door, my jaw almost fell to the floor, and my 3-inch hard-on quickly popped back to life in my briefs. She was wearing a crop top that showed off her entire midriff and a pair of really tight, short pajama shorts!

"Hi, Lucas!" she said cheerfully. "Thanks so much for coming over! Come on in!"

I could only stare at her for a few seconds. Her waist was so narrow...her stomach was so flat...her boobs were so bouncy! It was almost too much for me to take. I was immediately sweating and blushing. "Um, uh, th-th-thanks," I stuttered finally, stepping inside.

She must have noticed my reaction, because she giggled and said, "Are you okay, Lucas? You look like you're going to faint."

I was so embarrassed. I took a deep breath and tried to get myself together. "Sorry, uh, yeah, I'm okay," I said.

She smiled and led me into the living room of her apartment. I couldn't believe how snugly her shorts clung to her perfectly round bottom.

We sat down on the floor at a coffee table where Stephanie had laid out her books and computer. I fumbled around with my bookbag, getting my materials out. Just then, I heard footsteps coming down the hallway.

"Who's this?" I heard a man's voice say. I looked up and saw a big shirtless guy in just his boxers and a backwards baseball cap. He looked like the type of guy who used to pick on me in high school - tall, athletic, handsome. He had a muscular chest and six-pack abs. I immediately assumed this was Stephanie's boyfriend, and jealousy flared up inside me. Of course she'd be with a guy like him. Beautiful girls like Stephanie were always falling for big, cocky, muscle-bound studs like this guy.

"Oh, hi, Jake," Stephanie said to him. "This is Lucas. He's gonna help me with my paper. Lucas, this is my roommate, Jake." My ears perked up when she said "roommate" and not "boyfriend," but I still assumed they were together.

"Nice to meet you, Jake," I said shyly, holding up my hand to him as he approached us. I don't know why, but I always get kind of bashful and passive around guys like Jake.

Jake smirked and looked at my hand, then gripped it tightly. His handshake was really strong, to the point that it kind of hurt and I actually let out a little yelp of pain, which made Stephanie giggle. I felt myself turning bright red.

"Oh, sorry, dude," Jake said, releasing my hand.

"Uh, no problem," I said, trying to shake it off without Stephanie seeing, but I could see her smiling and biting her lip to keep from laughing.

"Well, you two have fun," Jake said. He looked at Stephanie. I noticed his eyes dart up and down her body, obviously liking what he saw. He even reached down and adjusted himself through his boxers. I was not surprised to see the outline of a very big penis flopping around in there. Guys like him have all the luck. Again, I felt a wave of jealousy. "I'll be in my bedroom if you need me," he told Stephanie casually.

She smiled back at him, and I thought I saw her eyes briefly dart down to look at his crotch too. "Okay, thanks, Jake," she said.

Jake winked at her and walked down the hallway to his bedroom. I saw Stephanie watching him the whole way.

"So, um...is he, like...your boyfriend?" I asked hesitantly. I tried not to sound too sad about it, but she could definitely tell I was disappointed by the possibility of her dating this guy.

"Jake?" she said. "Oh, no, we're just roommates, like I said. I know it looks a little weird, me having a straight guy for a roommate and everything. But we've been friends since we were little kids, and it's totally platonic. We're practically like brother and sister!" She smiled at me. "I know a lot of girls think he's like, really hot or whatever. He's actually dating my best friend Rachel, and she goes on and on about how sexy he is and stuff. But, I dunno, he's just not really my type. I'm more into, well...smart guys...like you."

My mouth went dry. "Uhhh..." was all I could say. Could this really be happening? Was she actually flirting with me?

She giggled and slapped my arm playfully. "You're sooo cute," she said. "Tell me about yourself. Like, ya know, what's your family like?"

I wasn't sure why she would ask about my family specifically, but I was happy that she was taking an interest in me at all. "Um, well, I'm an only child," I said.

"Mmhm," she said, not seeming particularly interested in this. "And your parents? What do they do?"

"Oh, uh, my dad's a doctor, my mom's a lawyer," I said.

"Oh, really?" she said. "So you must not have to worry about money, huh?"

I smiled, blushing a little. "Well, uh, no, I guess not," I said.

"Interesting," she said, smiling at me. "Okay, well, let's get to work, okay?"

"Oh, uh, yeah, sure," I said, smiling back at her.

We started talking about her paper, and I quickly realized Stephanie had not been kidding when she said this stuff was hard for her. Like, we might as well have been reading Greek. As I tried to help her, she started getting this frustrated, pouty look on her face. It was really cute. "I'm sorry, Lucas, you must think I'm, like, such a ditz!" she said, twirling her hair around her pencil.

"Oh, uh, no, not at all," I said, although the word had crossed my mind.

She let out a long sigh. "Maybe..." she began, then stopped herself. "Oh, nevermind, you wouldn't do something like that for me, I'm sure."

"Wait, what is it?" I asked, not wanting her to think I wasn't being helpful.

"Well...maybe you could just, like, write the paper for me?" she said in a pouty voice, staring at me with her big blue eyes. "Pretty please?"

I had to smile at her. I knew it was wrong to help her cheat like this, but it kind of made me feel good to be needed by her. I puffed up my chest a little and said, "Well, okay, I guess I could help you out."

Her face broke into a big smile and she gave me a tight hug. I could actually feel her breasts pressing up against me! "Thank you so much, Lucas!" she said. Then she actually gave me a peck on the cheek! I stared at her in awe. I know it sounds really lame of me, but this was already the furthest I'd ever gone with a girl!

"Um, uh, you're welcome, Stephanie," I said softly, feeling my cheeks burning.

I pulled her computer in front of me and started typing. I had already written my paper, so it wouldn't take me too long. I would just need to say basically the same things, but make it different enough that it didn't look like a copy.

As soon as I got started, Stephanie quickly pushed her books away and moved up onto the couch behind us. She turned on the TV and put her feet up on the coffee table next to me. I noticed she had bright pink nail polish on her toenails, and I couldn't help but glance up at her long, smooth legs. As my eyes traveled further up her body, I saw that she had caught me staring. She smiled down at me. I quickly turned back to her computer, blushing more than ever. She just giggled. "You don't mind if I watch TV while you work, do you, Lucas?" she asked me.

I usually liked to work in silence, but I wasn't about to tell this beautiful girl what to do. "Oh, uh, no, not at all," I said quickly.

"Great, thanks," she said, wiggling her toes.

I kept working for a few minutes as she watched some silly reality show. Then we heard Jake shout down the hall, "Hey, Steph, you almost done out there?"

She looked down at me. "Are you almost done, Lucas?" she asked.

"Um...it's gonna take me a little while longer," I said.

"Oh, okay. It's just, I promised Jake we'd, um, watch a TV show together?" she said. "Do you think it would be okay if I went and watched it with him while you finished up?"

"Oh, um, yeah, that's okay, I guess," I said.

"You're so sweet," she said. "You can just show yourself out when you're done, okay?"

"Uh, yeah, sure," I said.

"Just, um, don't come into Jake's room to say bye or anything," she added. "Jake just, uh, doesn't really like people he doesn't know being in his bedroom."

"Oh, uh, yeah, okay," I said.

She smiled at me and leaned down to give me another peck on the cheek. Then she swiped open her phone and handed it to me. "Um, one more thing...I never do this, but...do you think maybe I could get your phone number?" she asked shyly.

I just stared at her for a second, stunned. Finally, I managed to stammer out, "Uh, yeah, o-o-okay." I tapped my number into her phone and gave it back to her.

"Thanks," she said, smiling again. With that, she skipped down the hallway as I stared at her round butt. She closed Jake's bedroom door behind her. I returned to the paper. I could hear the TV playing in Jake's bedroom. They had the volume up pretty high, but every now and then I could still hear what sounded like laughter or even squealing. I just shrugged and assumed whatever they were watching must be really funny. Finally, I finished the paper after about twenty minutes, then made my way out, grinning the whole time. I couldn't believe she had asked for my number!

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The next few days, I agonized over when Stephanie would text me. Finally, just when I thought she had forgotten all about me, she sent me a message saying, "Hi, cutie! The book we're supposed to write an essay about is going wayyyy over my head! Think you could come over and help me?"

I broke out in a grin, excited that she was reaching out to me again. I was a little surprised she needed help. The book we had read was pretty simple, and we only had to write a quick one-page essay about it. But I wasn't going to complain! I quickly texted back, "Sure! I'll be right over!" I packed my book and computer and hurried over to her place.

When I knocked on the door, Jake answered. He was wearing a pair of boxers and a tank top that stretched tightly against his big chest. "Oh, hey, dude," he said. "Stephanie's expecting you. Come on in."

I stepped inside. Stephanie was curled up on the couch in a thin white t-shirt and a pair of pajama shorts. It was clear she wasn't wearing a bra, because I could actually see her nipples poking through the shirt! It was incredible. I'd never been able to see a girl's boobs so clearly before (other than in all the porn I jerked off to, of course).

Her computer and book were laid out on the coffee table. "Hi, Lucas!" she said. "Thanks so much for coming over to help me again."

"No problem, Stephanie," I said. We sat down at the coffee table together.

Jake followed me in and plopped down on the couch behind us. "Hey, you two don't mind if I watch TV while you work, do you?"

I knew Jake had a TV in his bedroom from the last time I was over, so I wondered why he felt the need to watch it out here when we were trying to focus. But like I said, I get kind of passive around guys like him, so when Stephanie looked over at me questioningly, I just shrugged and said, "Um, no, that's okay, Jake."

"Cool," he said. He flipped on the TV and started watching a basketball game. It was a little distracting, but I did my best to talk over the TV to explain the book to Stephanie. Stephanie furrowed her brow in that cute way of hers as she leaned over the coffee table. I felt my mouth going dry as I peeked down her shirt to look at her cleavage. I couldn't believe it, but I could almost see her whole breasts when she leaned down low enough! My little 3-inch erection was throbbing like crazy.

She was trying her best, but I could see her getting more and more frustrated as I kept trying to explain things. "Rrrgghh, I just don't get it!" she said finally, slapping her book down on the coffee table. "All these dumb old writers are just so boring!" She looked over at me and pouted.

"I...I'm sorry," I said. "Maybe I'm not doing a good job explaining it." I stared at her pouty face. It was so beautiful. "Maybe I should just, like, write this essay for you, like last time?"

Her pouty face quickly broke into a smile. "Thanks, Lucas, you're so sweet."

"Sure, no problem," I said. "It won't take me long."

She leaned over and gave me a peck on the cheek, then quickly scooted up onto the couch next to Jake. I was a little taken aback by how quickly she had agreed. She clearly had no qualms about cheating. But as long as she kept kissing me on the cheek, I'd be happy! I felt myself blushing as soon as her lips touched my skin, then glanced over at Jake and saw him smirking down at me, obviously amused. Guys like him were probably so used to getting kissed by girls that it didn't even phase them.

Embarrassed, I quickly turned back around, pushed my glasses up my nose, and got to work. Behind me, Stephanie and Jake just sat next to each other like normal at first, watching the basketball game. But after a few minutes, I noticed Stephanie scoot closer to Jake and kind of curl up next to him. She even leaned her head on his chest and placed her hand on his hard, flat stomach. Then Jake casually reached his arm around her shoulders, pulling her tightly to him.

I couldn't help but look back at them and stare for a few seconds. Stephanie had said her relationship with Jake was purely platonic, but she was cuddling up against him like she was his girlfriend. I started to feel really jealous.

After a few seconds, she noticed me staring. My eyes darted away and I blushed again, but she just smiled sweetly at me. "Oh, Lucas, I'm sorry, does the way Jake and I are cuddling bother you?" she asked. Her hand was casually rubbing Jake's chest and abs over his tank top.

"Oh, um, uh, n-n-no, of course not," I stammered, my eyes darting around the room.

"I know it looks kind of funny, but like I told you before, we're just really close friends," Stephanie explained.

"Oh, yeah, dude. Did you think we were being, like, sexual?" he asked, like it was the most ridiculous idea in the world. He looked over at Stephanie and they both started laughing. I looked down at the floor, embarrassed. "I'm sorry, dude, we're not laughing at you," Jake said quickly. "It's just, this totally doesn't mean anything. We do it all the time, right, Steph?"

Stephanie nodded. "Yeah, it's like, completely normal," she said.

"Totally," Jake agreed. "I mean, Steph's like my little sister. She just likes to cuddle with me, ya know?"

"Oh...um...yeah, okay, that makes sense," I said, nodding. I guess I should have realized this was a little suspicious, but I was an innocent, gullible guy, and I thought everything they were saying sounded totally reasonable.

Stephanie smiled and rested her head on Jake's chest, lightly running her finger along a little bare part of his abs that had been revealed as his tank top rode up a little. "Remember, Jake's totally not my type," she said. "So this is definitely not sexual."

Jake laughed a little. "Yeah, dude," he said, his hand moving down from her shoulder and resting on her upper chest. "She's actually really into nerdy guys like you."

She smiled at me and bit her lower lip shyly, even as her fingers slipped under Jake's tank top a little and rubbed his abs. I could only smile back at her nervously.

"It's true, dude," Jake said. Now the tips of his fingers were sliding under the top of her shirt. "Actually, come to think of it, maybe you should ask her out."

"Jake!" Stephanie said, slapping his chest and giggling. "Don't embarrass me! I mean, he's so cute, he probably already has a girlfriend anyway."

I swallowed nervously. "Oh, um, I, uh, don't, actually," I said.

Stephanie turned to me. "Really? You're single?" she asked, sounding surprised.

"Uh...yeah," I said, smiling awkwardly.

"Wow," she said.

Jake smirked at me. "Go on, ask her!" he said.

"Jake, shhh," she said nervously. "He probably doesn't want to date a girl like me. I'm, like, a total ditz."

My mouth went dry. I was so nervous, but I knew I had to say something. "Stephanie, I mean, I, uh, well, I'd love to go out on a date with you, actually. Ya know, I mean, if you're, like, interested in that, or whatever."

She smiled at me. "Really? Wow! I'd love that!"

"Awww, isn't that cute," Jake said, pulling Stephanie closer to him and tickling her in the side playfully. She started laughing and slapping his chest in protest.

I smiled up at them as they got into a little tickling and slapping fight in front of me. They really did look like a brother and sister playing around with each other. Although, even if they had told me it wasn't sexual for them, I couldn't help but find it kind of hot when Stephanie fell on top of Jake and was pressing her boobs right up against his muscular chest. Starting to feel a little awkward, I cleared my throat and said, "Well, let me get back to your essay, Stephanie."