This story is my first, I would love to hear feedback and constructive criticism about structure, pace, plot, characters, and anything else. This story is quite slow-going, and will have several parts. This section is mostly context establishment, and in the coming sections things are going to get much more sexual and heated.
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I lean forward, staring at a big cock going in and out of a girl's tight ass on my computer screen. I'm jacking myself off so hard, and I can feel the thong pressing against my asshole, I don't know why it's turning me on so much right now. I'm getting close, and stare intently at how the cock rhythmically thrusts into her ass. Suddenly, my cock erupts cum into my hand, filling it and then some with a huge load. A feeling of shame washes over me. This isn't my thong, it belongs to the girl who lives in my apartment. I pull it off, feeling guilty about taking it, and ashamed that I wanted to wear it. I'm a man, men don't get turned on by wearing thongs. At least, that's not what a man is supposed to like. I stare at the cock...I mean her ass, for a few more seconds before I close the private window on my computer.
I poke my head out the door to the hallway and make sure nobody else has come home. Then I sneak over to Claire's room. We've lived in the same apartment together for 7 months, after we were paired together to be roommates by a questionnaire from my college. I had written that I was looking for someone clean, organized, relatively quiet, and very respectful of privacy. I think she had written that she wanted someone who cooked, was willing to keep the place clean, and didn't mind her taking long showers. A natural fit as roommates.
I delicately place her thong back into the top drawer of her dresser, sheepishly arranging it to look like it hasn't moved. I close the drawer and look around her room. It's pretty standard, and similar to mine. She has a nightstand with a lamp, some books, lotion, and deodorant. On her desk is her computer, pencils, a sketchbook, and what's this? Something I hadn't noticed when I first came into her room. Partially blocked by a tissue box I can see a tube of lubricant and a very realistic fleshy dildo. I take a step forward to get a better look, but simultaneously I hear someone trying to unlock the door to the apartment. I quickly, but quietly, tiptoe to the door of her room and gently close the door. I scamper back to my bedroom and sit in front of my computer, trying to look casual.
"Heyah" I yell to hear as I hear the door open.
"Hi, say do you mind coming out here and helping me?" She replies, somewhat fretfully. I can hear the crackling of paper bags and realize she needs help with groceries.
"Oh yeah, no problem." I say, getting up from my desk and walking out into the living room. I walk up to her and grab some of the bags for her.
"Thanks, just bring them to the kitchen and I'll put everything away." As she walks ahead of me to the kitchen I can't help but giving quite a long stare at her ass. It's being tightly hugged by her jeans, and she's slightly swaying her ass as she walks. She has dirty blonde hair that falls over her shoulders and halfway down her back, and it's razored at the edge to make it seem like that's how it is naturally. She's wearing a green jacket, sort of like an army jacket, but more stylish and fitted to her body. Her ass sways in her jeans because she's wearing 2.5 inch black high heels. She wears them religiously, probably because she knows the effect it has on her swagger.
I put the groceries down on the marble tabletop of the island in the kitchen. "Anything else you need help with?" I ask, trying to sound polite. I try to be extra nice to her because even after 7 months we haven't gotten to know each other very well.
"Umm" She says looking around the kitchen and biting her thumbnail. "Not that I can think of." She replies, looking back at me. She makes direct eye contact, which in the light of the kitchen allows me to see how nice her eyes are. They're a piercing jade green, but the edges are accentuated by a bright orange. She has pale clear skin, topped off with a few adorable freckles. Her nose is slim, and her lips quite large, which just add to her aura of femininity.
"Alright, well if you need anything I'm not busy." I say as I turn and start walking back to my bedroom. I look back at her as I go into my bedroom. She is putting her long hair up into a ponytail and taking off her jacket. I've always thought she was cute, but am too much of a coward to make a move.
In my bedroom I take a look at myself in my wall mirror. My face is slim, but quite rounded which has always made me look younger than I am. I've been 18 years old for 8 months and I still sometimes get asked for my ID. My eyes are almond shaped, and a bright blue, which often causes me to get complimented on them. I'm rather tan, which adds to the effect of my eyes. My eyebrows are rather thin and shaped, unlike the bushy eyebrows my brothers had. My hair is light brown, and I keep it rather short and tamed. I grew it out when I was younger, but my brothers would tease me about it, so I've kept it short ever since. To match my face, my body is quite slender. My arms have always had much more tone than bulk, although I've been ignoring the gym so much that they don't have much tone left either. I have fairly nice legs though, since I walk almost everywhere and used to bike ride. I've been doing squats in the safety of my own home lately to keep my thighs strong, although unfortunately I think it's mainly just been making my butt more shaped. I'm about average height too, around 5'7", which makes me look even less intimidating. I'm comfortable in my body though, I guess, I never wanted to be one of those guys who are really bulked up.
After looking in the mirror, I sit down at my computer again. I think to myself, "You don't like wearing panties. I know you've been doing it for a few weeks now, but tomorrow you won't, because you're a man. On top of that, only lesbian porn tomorrow, you love lesbian porn for fucks sake." As I'm talking to myself, the guilt fades away, and I'm able to do a little bit of my homework. I'm doing Anatomy homework, mostly because I needed a Biology credit and all the Biochemistry classes were full by the time I registered. I wanted to be in a Biochem class because that's what Claire studies, and I wanted to share at least one class with her. In Anatomy, we're studying the reproductive organs, which can sometimes be a bit embarrassing in class sometimes when we have to look at diagrams of penises, but everyone remains pretty mature since we are in college. Tonight I was just studying some of the parts of the penis for an upcoming quiz on each parts function.
However, because the guilt had washed away, the desire to wear panties had started to come back, along with a few other nagging desires. I start thinking to myself, "Well, you should probably look at some pictures of cocks, since you need to study for the quiz." So I start to look at some porn, with men and women. Soon, though, I begin looking at just pictures of dicks. I examine how each of them differed, how some were more veiny than others, or the head a little more pink and delicious...Oh god, I mean, a little more pink and, uhm, long. Claire's call from the kitchen pulls me back into reality, and I quickly close the tab I was looking at as she opens the door to my bedroom.
"Hey, do you think you could..." Claire says to me, before she glances at my computer screen, "Hey hey, haha, what are you looking at there?" She says jokingly, as she leans over and grabs my laptop.