My Roommate Drew

My dorm was incredibly small, like 1/4 the size of my bedroom at home. I told my parents to wait downstairs, because I didn’t want to get emotional, but also the fact I'd be living with these guys for a few months out of the year, it wasn’t the first impression I wanted to have. I brought up a couple of duffel bags and a box. My mom said she could send me more stuff if I needed it, but I was nervous excited, and couldn’t even think if I had left anything at home that I’d need. I was hanging the rest of my clothes up, when the door opens, and my roommate and his parents walk in.  

“Hey buddy! This is Drew. I’m Craig, and this is Janelle.” His dad reached out and shook my hand, as I awkwardly stood there, realizing maybe I should’ve let my parents come up. “I’m Jag.” “Wow, like the car?” “No, it’s Jagger, like the singer, but I go by Jag.” “Oh wow, that’s great. This is Andrew, but we call him Drew.” “Cool” Andrew was cute, but quiet, and you could tell he’d never left the house before now. 

“Well, we’re going to grab some more of his things from the van, so we’ll be back up.” I smiled, as Drew rolled his eyes, and sat on the lower bunk. “If you want upper It's ok. I don’t care either way.” “No, it’s fine.” He had a deep voice, with a little rasp. “Your dad seems like he’s in sales or something.” He smiled and got up, “yeah, he’s a marketing director for Harley.” “Literally what I'd expect.” He smiled and nodded, looking around at the small space. “So, we’re going to get really close, I see.” “Yeah, it’s different.” “You live alone?” “No, with my parents.” “No, like in your own room?” “Yeah, well, my stepbrother’s room is like connected to mine. It’s an old house. We share a bathroom but the rooms are way bigger than this.” “I share a room with my two brothers.” “Wow, really?” “Yeah, like my parents are old school.” “Mine are hippies. Well, my mom and her husband. I don’t really see my dad much, but he’s always working.” “Yeah, same.” 

He was a little taller than I was, and although he seemed more on the slim side, his shoulders were broad, and his legs were pretty muscular. He had on running shorts, and slides, and his t shirt had crusty spots down at the hem. It looked like cum spots, but I didn’t want to make too big of a deal out of it. He obviously noticed me looking, and adjusted his shirt a little, so the hem tucked up. “I jerked off in the van on the way up here.” “Oh shit, so we’re just sharing now.” He smirked and nodded. “Yeah, I’m pretty open about everything. No need to keep secrets. You’ll probably see me naked and jerking off. Just don’t be cringe about it and it’ll be good. I’ve been waiting to move out since graduation.”  

He took his shirt off, exposing a very fit, but slim build. He had patches of hair around his nipples, and sternum, and a dark line of hair from his abs, that disappeared under the waistband of his shorts. They were matted, and crusty, presumably with cum from his van ride here. “I think it’ll be a good year bro. We’ll get to know each other pretty well.” He grabbed a t shirt from his backpack and pulled it on. The door opened a moment later, as his dad came in, carrying a couple of storage bins. “i thought you packed more, but we can always send anything you need.” “That’s what my parents are doing.” His dad smiled and put the boxes on the desk. “Your mom’s in the van, because she didn’t want you to see her crying.” “Oh my god, tell her I love her and just text me whenever.” “You know how she is.” They hugged, and his dad waved on his way out the door. 

We put the rest of our stuff away, and even set up a little rug and mirror my mom packed for me. We went to the cafeteria but the food was less than desireable, so we ended up door dashing pizza and watched a movie on my macbook. The next morning I woke up early to shower, and grabbed my stuff, glancing over my shoulder to see Drew facing the wall, naked with his blanket partially over his shoulder, and peeking out between his legs. His ass was firm, and smooth, except for a dark patch at his crack. He had a small scar above his left shoulder blade, and his black, wavy hair was a tousled mess against his white pillow case.  

I wasn’t the only one who thought to get up early! The steamy bathroom was full of naked and underwear clad bodies. All of the front showers were taken, and a couple guys were just sitting on the bench talking, with no fucks given. I stood awkwardly next to a sink while a linebacker looking dude brushed his teeth. “Sup bro?” “Hey, not much man, just uh...” I looked around, “waiting to shower.” “Yeah bunch of dicks floppin around can be pretty distracting, haha.” He winked and spit in the sink. His body was looming next to me, with his bulging shoulders, and ripped abs. His chest was huge, and moved with every breath. His body was pretty smooth, but he had a thick bush of blonde pubes, and his dick was relatively small compared to his frame, but his balls were large, and hairy, swaying back and forth against his hairy thighs.  

He finished rinsing, and just stood there, looking at me. “You play soccer?” “I have, but not here. I’m a business major.” He scowled, but then smiled, “yeah right on. I’m Tanner by the way.” “Jagger.” “Awesome, I’ll see ya around I guess.” He turned and left the bathroom, his bubbled ass cheeks clenching with each step.  

“Hey man, the stalls in the back are free,” I turned to see another beefy dude walking toward me, with his hairy dick swinging back and forth. “Thanks.” He nodded and started toweling off next to a locker. He was about the same height as me, but more athletic, and LatinX. He had a hairy chest, and dark slicked back hair that was faded on the sides. He had a few tattooes down his arms and across his chest. I tried not to keep my gaze as I walked by him, and quickly stripped, leaving my clothes at the edge of the bench, under my towel.  

The water was cold but heated up quickly, as I washed from head to toe, occasionally glancing around to see all the guys I was sharing a floor with. I quickly gathered that most of them were on football scholarships, based on their conversations and complaints about math. I rinsed off, and went back to the bench, toweling off quickly, grabbing my dirty clothes and heading back to the room. 

I walked in to find Drew standing in front of the mirror we installed, jacking off quickly. He was sweaty, and the room had a musky odor. I assumed he’d been going at it for a minute. He was slightly hunched over, his dark hair sweaty against his face, and his neck had a slight reddish tint to it. He glanced up in the mirror, and seeing me, got a devious smirk on his face. “I’m bout to bust bro,” he looked back at himself in the mirror. I turned to make sure the door was shut, and feeling myself getting hard beneath the towel, watched intently as he started to tremor, and a scowl came over him as he uttered a low growl. “Fuckkkkkkkkk...Shit” He arched his back and let go of his dick as it bounced up and down, spraying cum all over the mirror and floor. He quickly grabbed his dick again, and sped up his jacking, hunching over again, and groaned out another “Fuckkkk!” As he shot out a second, but less forceful load. 

I just stood there, hard as a rock in my towel, watching him sweat and cum in the reflection of the mirror. He was hunched over for a few more seconds, before standing up and turning to face me. He was out of breath, and sweaty, as he wrapped his towel around his waist, and nodded at me on his way out the door. I quickly jerked one out into my towel and got dressed. This was going to be a great semester.