It was my first year at the university. I was a shy kid. I liked to read, didn't like sports and was sort of chubby. I pretty much kept to myself in my dorm. I stayed out of the way and tried my best to be invisible. I was from a small town and my folks were middle class working people. I was a good boy growing up, never got into serious trouble, I got good grades and I never had a girlfriend.
My assigned roommate, Jim, couldn't be more different. He was a rowdy guy with plenty of street experience from living in the intercity of Detroit. He was loud, pushy, in shape and had girls hanging all over him. He was the proverbial good looking bad boy. I took an instant dislike to him. Jim always wanted me to go out to the bars with him to pick up some pussy. When I would decline he would call me a pansy, and a mama's boy. He would go anyways. I usually wouldn't see him until the next morning when he would crawl in with a hangover and tell me about his sexploits with girls with big tits who loved to suck his dick and loved to have him fuck them.
I knew his stories were true because women would stop by the dorm room all the time looking for Jim. They would ask me if Jim had talked about them, and did I think that he liked them. Personally, I thought he used them and then didn't want anything else to do with them. He would just fuck someone else. There were plenty of women in a college town he didn't stick to one. I would just tell them Jim played the field and eventually they would stop coming around. When Jim found out I told his dates that he played the field he punched me in the arm pretty hard. It really hurt! I left the room quickly and went into the bathroom to cry. He had quite a punch. I learned real quick to keep my mouth shut.
Jim wasn't shy about his body. He shouldn't have been. He was blond about 6" 2' and about 205 pounds. You could tell he worked out because his arms were pretty well formed with big biceps and protruding triceps. His shoulders were wide and his waist was tiny. He had six pack abs and pretty good sized legs. He also had a very deep voice that was as sexy as hell. He frequently walked around our dorm room in his jock strap stuffed with his ample dick. One day he was talking to me and I looked down and my boner was sticking out of the leg of my shorts. Whoa! I quickly shoved it back in my shorts and hoped Jim hadn't seen what had happened.
Having a boner wasn't new to me, but having it around Jim was upsetting to me. I hardly liked the guy, plus, I liked women, even though I didn't date much. I didn't really know why but a couple other times Jim would be talking to me; I would be concentrating on his masculine voice and watching his full lips moving and I would get hard! Fuck! What was happening to me?
One afternoon one of Jim's blow job girls came by to visit. The three of us were in the living room talking. I was quietly sitting on the sofa when I saw Jim reach down and adjust himself in front of me and Shannon. I thought to myself, how rude is that! A couple minutes later Jim reached down and groped his hefty package again and I saw Shannon had watched him do it. The thought of Jim playing with his package in front of Shannon got me hard. I got up and went to the bathroom to beat off.
When I came out Jim and Shannon were in the bedroom that we shared with the door closed. I thought to myself, what a slut she was. Then I realized I was jealous of her. That was my first realization that I liked Jim and wished that he could like me as well. How could I be attracted to someone who treated women like shit and had been physically abusive to me?
I wasn't going to come out of the closet to Jim. He probably would beat the hell of me. The rest of the school year was pretty much the same. I started to feel more social and enjoyed college life a little more. Jim continued to use many of the new girls who he met.
At the end of the year Jim asked me to be his roommate off campus that following year. I was flattered and pretty stoked at the idea. Living with this macho stud and being his sidekick was a chance I was willing to take. Maybe I could get him to like me the way I liked him.
The following term I continued to act straight and dream gay. I found myself feeling safe around Jim. He seemed to watch out for me and make me feel protected. I could feel myself falling in love with him. I was constantly jealous of all the girls that he brought around but I had to sit quietly and watch the way he turned them on in front of me and then took them into our bedroom and into his bed. I dreamed it was me that was in Jim's bed instead of the girls. I longed to get a glimpse of his cock. I knew without a doubt that his cock was big like Jim was himself. In my mind when I could hear Jim slamming his dick inside the lucky girl's pussy, I would see Jim with a hard on so thick and so long that it would be splitting the poor girl in two. Jim was constantly having sex and as a result, I was constantly horny.
One summer, we had a month off before the next semester started. Jim had gone to California with a girl he was fucking. She was getting married and this was her last fling so she invited Jim along to vacation with her. This was all on the Fiancé's dime. It was just like Jim to be fucking and vacationing a woman who was getting married in two months. And he was paying for the whole thing!
Jim was only gone a day and I already missed him. Several times a day I would imagine him fucking the hell out of Lydia. Then I would imagine having Jim's body on top of me and I would get rock hard. I started sleeping on Jim's bed. I could smell his essence and sleeping in his sheets made me feel so horny. God forbid he should ever found out!
About a week after Jim had left he called me on the phone. It seemed he and Lydia had been talking and they wanted me to come to California. Lydia was going to pay for everything. Well actually, her future husband was going to pay for everything. Jim told me that I would have a blast. We would be going out to dinner every night and staying at a luxury hotel for free and spending our time by the pool during the day. He sounded convincing and I wanted to be with him so I agreed to meet them there.
