Connor sat on his bed feeling awkward. In his lap sat his roommate Anthony, who was impaled on his still hard penis.
His roommate had manipulated him into having sex with him through the use of guilt and fear. He didn't have rent money, and Anthony had this bizarre desire for creampies before tests.
"Thanks again," Anthony said unmoving. "You've been a load of help."
"Uh sure..." Connor said wanting to be left alone. "Are you like... going to get off or something?"
"Shit! Sorry dude!" Anthony said spitting into his palm. "I totally forgot."
With a moistened hand, Anthony started stroking his full five inches of man meat. Connor stared in surprise! There was a complete misunderstanding between them!
"What the duck dude!" He said bucking his hips. "I meant get off me!"
"Dude, just chill I'm almost done." Anthony said holding onto Connor's knee firmly.
It was true, he looked like he was going to blow his load. Connor was conflicted, he hated when chick's wouldn't let him cum... that being said, he wanted a shower and a nap before his test.
Anthony beat himself off harder and faster as he squatted on his cock. Connor had just blasted a load into him, yet his penis hadn't deflated, he was absolutely baffled at this.
Sex with Anthony was mechanical and odd, not the like the usual hot sessions he had with his ex-girlfriend. Sometimes with her he'd cum inside her, only to find that he was still hard and start on a second round.
Connor stared at the ceiling while he debated all this, he couldn't bring himself to watching Anthony beat-off. A new thought popped into his mind, where was that cum going to go? He assumed that Anthony would put it in his hand, but a quick glance down revealed that his other hand was behind his back.
He was going to speak up and complain when he felt something pushing on his sphincter. Words escaped him when he opened his mouth. It was as if all the oxygen were pushed out of his lungs when his anus was violated.
What happened next was a blur, like the rest of this encounter it was new and unusual. Anthony's finger found his prostrate and triggered it at the same moment he too came. Connor was looking down when he saw it all occur.
"Yyyyyeeeesssss!!" Anthony cried out in delight as he shot three streams of white goo across Connor's stomach and chest.
"What the FU... Uuuggghhhh!!" Connor grunted as he involuntarily came inside Anthony for a second time that day.
The two men fought to catch their breath; Anthony laughed loudly breaking the tension in the air. Connor was stunned! He had cum without an orgasm, it was like robbing a bank without getting caught only to find the sacks empty later.
He didn't know what to say or do, so he laid there as Anthony finally climbed off him. He sat covered in cum feeling dumbfounded until his roommate reached into the pile of clothes by the bed to pull out a red rubber object which he quickly inserted into himself.
"Ah, much better!" Anthony declared as he used a piece of clothing to wipe his member off with. "I don't want to lose it as fast as I got it."
Connor then watched as Anthony used it to clean the mess off him. He felt like a drunk who depended on his friends to tidy his puke before taking his shoes off and putting him to bed. At that moment it dawned on him that he had never cleaned a woman off after spunking on them; Anthony was a jerk, but not a evil one.
"Thanks for cleaning that up." Connor said to Anthony who was getting dressed.
"No problem dude!" Anthony replied back casually.
"What the fuck dude! Did you use my shirt to wipe your dick, AND to clean your jizz off me!" Connor said in anger.
Standing up naked Connor shook his soiled shirt yelling. Anthony grabbed his shoes as he ran towards the door.
"I left you some money on the desk, if it's not enough let me know!" Anthony said from the hallway.
Connor looked at the clock and forgot his rage, he had a test to get too! He put on his clothes quickly, there wasn't time for a shower or even to brush his hair!
"Fuck!" Connor said out loud.
He didn't have any other clean shirts to wear. Swearing loudly he put on his messed shirt, then a longer shirt over that. The cum was cool and sticky on his skin. Frustrated he left for his test.
"Yo!" He said loudly as he sat next to a friend at the test. "WAZ-UP T!!"
The young black man turned frowning and replied. "Ugh white people. Just call me Tyreese OK?"
"Uh sure Tyreese." Connor said, "Why so tense?"
"It's this test is just so..." Tyreese started to say in a frustrated tone.
"Gay? Is that what you were going to say!" Connor snapped back.
"Huh?" Tyreese said. "I was going to say this test is so frustrating. Why should almost half our mark depend on one test?"
"Oh... yeah..." Connor replied embarrassed; for a brief moment he felt like Tyreese could read his mind! He didn't want anyone to know what he was doing just fifteen minutes before.
"Man what's up with you? You seem so jumpy and looking like you got a gangbang!" Tyreese said laughing.
Connor turned red, he did feel like he had been fucked by five men! His pelvis hurt and so did his thighs! Even his asshole was sore. His t-shirt was sticking to him and he could smell a strange odour on his skin and clothes, which he suspected was Anthony.
Tyreese put his arm around Connor and spoke quietly. "Listen man, go back to your room pound one out, then take a shower followed by a nap you'll feel much better!"
Connor instantly had an erection the moment Tyreese touched him. Panic rose in him! He didn't think he was attracted to men in any sort of way... and yet he had a boner.
He struggled to come up with something to say. "Uh... Yeah that's a good idea. I'll do that!"
"Be cool man!" Tyreese said letting go of him.
After the test he and Tyreese walked out together chatting. Connor's erection was gone, and he felt slightly better. Coming towards them was a girl he was interested in.
"Hey Elizabeth!" He called waving at her.
"Are you going to that party tomorrow night?" She asked.
"I'm single now, and wouldn't miss it for the world!" He said enthusiastically.
