Curious Rugby Roommate (Horny Roommates I)

Story by MercerV on SoFurry

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#1 of Serial Themes - Horny Roommates

Inspiration art: https://twitter.com/takahiro_si/status/1411276058414837764


You started college ready to be who you really are, hit up some gay bars, get drunk, and meet some gay bros. You settled with living in a campus dorm and the campus housing division told you that you'd be paired up with another guy. It made you nervous, but it was a first step right? You just hope he's somewhat clean, and being hot wouldn't hurt either.

Oh god, he's hot! Somehow you got paired with the star player of the rugby team, a massive muscly bear covered in fuzz. You only knew about the fuzz part because he loved to walk around the dorm wearing only his underwear on warmer days. You'd love more eye candy, but he was mostly on the field or at parties when you were at the dorm, and he was at the dorm or out cold when you had classes. Whether you saw him or not, you could always smell his sweat lingering in the room.

On laundry day you'd haul a heavy load of clothes to the washing machines, and every once in a while, you'd find a jockstrap thrown on top of the pile. You'd delicately lift up the still-damp cloth and ball it up in front of your nose, imagining the sweaty cock that graced the garment. He had to be putting these in your laundry pile on accident.

Later that evening you came back from classes to hear some commotion from the bathroom. Practice must have ended early and your roommate must be getting a shower. You saw a jockstrap laying on top of your laundry pile. This one was fresh, in the sense that it reeked of fresh musk. You turned to the bathroom to see the door hanging slightly ajar. Now was your chance to see the jock in his full glory.

As you approached the door, you heard the water shut off. You could only see a sliver of the jock's body through a reflection in the bathroom mirror, but this was more than enough as you saw him toweling off his wet body and slick cock. Your heart jumped into your throat as you heard him speak in your direction.

"I know you're there. Come on in."

Well fuck. You slowly pushed the door open, and the jock made no effort to conceal himself. He actually seemed to like showing off his hairy form. He smiled, apparently noticing your jaw drag across the floor.

"I can hear you mumble in your sleep, you kinky fuck. I know you want this. I just wanted to clean up for you first."

If it was your choice, you'd like to have him layered in his sweat and musk, but you'll take what you can get. You maneuvered yourself behind him and began to tongue his hairy man-cunt while one hand reached around to begin stroking him off. He bucked against your face in approval before you slid around to service his front. You buried your face in his pubes, a tangled mess slowly beginning to reek of jock sweat again. You reached your hands around to massage his huge fuzzy nutsack and felt a fresh load sloshing about, ready just for you.

With one hand you jerked his meaty cock, other teasing his slick asshole, and your mouth roaming his crotch until coming to rest at the meaty head of his dick. One lick of his piss slit was all it took for him to moan and squeeze out a glob of precum. You'd underestimated his size and could only take his cockhead into your maw, but what cock you could get received a thorough tongue massage while you jerked his shaft. The bear growled lowly as he stroked your head.

"Fuck yeah... gonna cum... swallow it all..."

Orders are orders, so you squeezed as much of the cock into your silky mouth as you could until the spongy head began to pulsate and your hand felt the veins on his shaft bulge rhythmically. One, two, three shots of bitter jock cum hit the back of your throat before he began dribbling, relying on your hand to milk out the rest of his thick load. He placed a hand on your shoulder and leaned over in exhaustion.

"Goddamn, yours is the only mouth I'll use from now on..."

He sighed and leaned back. His load was still in your mouth, and you swirled it around to taste his unique palate. You could only nod in agreement with his statement as your mouth opened to speak but could find no words as drool and cum dripped down your lips.