Based on my actual life true story. Names have been changes to protect those in the story.
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Setting: Early Millennium - National University Campus
Freshman year. I arrived to the dorms. Got my keys and headed to my room. It was half empty and bare and half set up. I looked at my future roommates belongings. From the picture on his desk, he was a tall football player, black and built. He had several adult magazines with nude women on the covers, new magnum condoms, and CDs scattered across his desk.
I unpacked my clothes and set up my computer on the desk. I walked over and looked in the mirror. I brushed my long black hair back and put it in a ponytail. I went over to the bunk beds and saw that my roommate had already taken the top bunk. I set up on the bottom one and started to read through the course listings. I heard some loud laughter followed by obnoxious chatter. Keys hit the door and my roommate walked in.
Marcus was about 6'5 275 lbs of pure muscle. His black hair was long and neatly braided. He had a tight white tank top on that hugged his ripped abs, muscular chest, and showed off his vein popping biceps. He has a pair of sagging blue jeans with Tommy Hilfiger boxes showing.
"Well, well, what the fuck do we have here?" he said with a cocky smile. I stood up and offered a handshake "I'm Jay." Marcus laughed "Nah mother fucka your name is Jacky Chan." This was in reference to my Asian heritage. I laughed and he jumped up on the top bunk "I'm Marcus. This is my room but you can stay here."
At this point I'm trying to figure out how I was roomed with this guy. He went on to brag about his high school football career, how he had fucked hundreds of girls, and how he was going to be a superstar. I just sat and listened. He then said he was going to grab a bite to eat and left. I was relieved. Marcus was obnoxious but he reminded me of Dave, my childhood best friend. But that was high school and I was in college. I was going to start over.
Marcus was gone for several hours. Around 9pm I decided to take a shower. I got undressed and wrapped a towel around my thin frame. I walked out of the room and down the hall in to the community shower. I didn't take long. I was nervous about the "open shower" environment. As I showered, flashes of Marcus's body came across my mind. His voice echoed, bragging about fucking girls, and the details played back in my head. I found myself stroking my small 4 inch dick. I realized what I was doing, finished up my shower, and went back to my room. I walked in and the room as I left it.
Still in my towel, I walked over to Marcus's desk. I saw the adult magazines. I decided to flip through them. After the first few pages, some Polaroid photos fell from between the pages. I looked at them and they were photos of different females sucking on a dick from a first person point of view. I quickly realized that they were self photos of Marcus getting head. I instantly got hard. I couldn't help but start jacking off at the photos. The towel dropped to the floor. I held a photo of an Asian girl with cum on her face and Marcus's big black dick in her mouth. I imagined it was me with Marcus's cock in my mouth. I was flapping hard. As I started to feel the cum reaching climax, I heard keys enter the door. I quickly dropped the photo, closed the magazine, and grabbed my towel from the floor. Marcus entered the door as I wrapped the towel around my waist.
"What the fuck are you doing?" he said with a laugh as he walked over to his desk. "Just getting out the shower," I said nervously. "Did you like what you saw?" he asked as I realized he was picking up the Asian girl photo. I got nervous. "So you found my stash? The first time a bitch sucks my dick, I take a pic." he bragged as he put the photo back in the magazine. He took his tank top off and looked in the mirror for a second. He continued to brag about how girls love the taste of his cum. Then he turned around and looked at me.