7 comments/ 42584 views/ 21 favorites Roommates and Romance Ch. 01 By: sinnaro13 (A big thank you to MoonlessNight for editing this for me. This is my first time writing erotica. Let me know what you think and there may be more to come.) * My name is Wade. I am an eighteen year old college freshman. I'm just shy of 6' and have a stocky build, weighing around 250 lbs. My roommate Mate is also 18. He is 6' 3", 185 lbs and a kicker for my college's football team. I am gay, but still in the closet. I do, however, keep a toy or two hidden deep within my other belongings in our room. I break them out on days the football team is at an away game, often fantasizing about being fucked by Matt. One day, late last semester, all those fantasies became a reality. It was late on a Friday night, early in December. I had just finished performing in the Symphonic Band concert for the semester. It was a long and tiring concert. All I wanted to do when I got into my room was to go to bed. Matt was out that night, having a good time at one of the off-campus house parties that happen every Friday, so I quickly changed into a pair of shorts and went to bed. I woke up the next morning and looked at my clock, which said 6:13, way too early for me to be up on a Saturday morning, so I went to roll over and go back to sleep. However, when I went to roll over, I found that my hands were woven through my headboard and tied together. I also realized that my shorts had been stripped off and my blanket thrown off the side of my bed, leaving my body entirely exposed. After a few minutes of lying there in utter shock and trying to get my hands freed, the door opened and Matt quietly walked in. He shut the door, turned and just stared at me. The edges of his mouth then began to curl up and form his sexy smile. He walked over to my head and whispered in my ear "I found something that I think belongs to you." He then goes over to his dresser and pulls out my dildo. "Where did you find that?" I yelled. "In my bottom drawer, tucked into the corner" he calmly replied, with a smile still on his face. After a moment of thinking, I realized that, in my haste to clean everything up one day, I had accidentally opened his drawer and threw my dildo in there. Matt began to talk again. "I had suspected for quite some time that you were gay. I caught you looking at me while I was changing from practice. I also caught a glimpse or two of you watching gay porn late at night while you thought I was sleeping. I know you want me too. I snuck on your computer the other night when you went to shower. I found the folder where you keep pictures of me." I was in absolute shock at this point. I had always been so careful to hide these things, especially everything on my computer. However, I could tell from the smile on his face that he had something in store for me that I was surely going to enjoy. He walked over to me, menacingly holding my dildo. I mustered up the courage to say "What are you going to do to me?" He got to my bed, leaned over, put his face right in front of mine and whispered "You're just gonna have to wait and see." He then leaned in farther and pressed his lips to mine. At first, I was resistant to the advances his tongue was trying to make, mostly from the disbelief that this was actually happening. I finally gave in and let his tongue pass through my lips and explore the rest of my mouth. After a few moments, I lashed my tongue back at him and began discovering his mouth. He pulled away for a moment to set the dildo down and hop on top of me in my bed. He wrapped his arms around my head and leaned back in to continue the kiss. It seemed like hours had passed before he finally broke away again. This time, he started trailing kisses down my body, pausing at my nipples and toying at them with his teeth. By the time he got down to my groin, my 6" dick was already rock hard. He completely passed by my dick with his mouth, but wrapped his hand around my manhood as he lifted my hips up. His tongue hit my asshole and it took everything I had to not shoot my load right then. After a few minutes of tongue fucking and eating my asshole, Matt set my hips back down and began to knee-walk his way up to my head, his still flaccid, 7" cut dick swaying gently as he moved. He leaned forward a little and put the head of his cock right up against my lips. I slowly opened my mouth and fit as much of his dick as I could into my mouth. As I worked on his dick, I could feel it hardening in my mouth and I could taste the pre-cum beginning to ooze from it. I backed my head away and let his cock pop out of my mouth, so I could take some time and just lick the pre-cum from him. He made the next move by thrusting forward and forcing his dick back in my mouth. He proceeded to face fuck me, jamming his cock deeper into my mouth on every thrust until I began to gag on it. By the time he pulled his dick out of my mouth, he was fully hard and his manhood stood at a full 9" He hopped off the bed and went over to his desk drawer. He pulled out a bottle of lube and made his way back over to my bed. He lifted my legs up again and I shivered as he squirted some of the cold lube onto my ass. I then felt the warmth of his hand slide across my ass and spread the lube around the outside of my hole, caressing my sensitive entrance with his fingers. He pulled his hand back and put some more lube on his fingers. He then took his middle finger and shoved it up my ass, spreading the lube all around my interior. A few moments later, another finger was added and a third soon after. Matt finger fucked me for another minute or two and withdrew his hand. He brought his head back up to mine and began to make out with me again. The kiss was just a distraction. While our lips were locked, Matt reached over and grabbed the dildo he had placed on my desk. We were still making out when I felt something press up against my asshole and pop in. There was quite a bit of pain to start and had his tongue not been in my mouth, I would have screamed. When the pain subsided, Matt broke the kiss and hopped back up onto my bed. He made his way down to my ass and, with his hand still grasping the dildo now impaling me, began to thrust. All I could do was moan when he asked "Do you like this?" and when he said "Do you wish it was my cock in you?" I nodded my head furiously and managed to utter a breathy "Yes!" He left the dildo in me as he grabbed the lube and spread it all over his dick. Then, he began to slowly pull my dildo out of me. He watched my ass cling to it as it was pulled out. I started feel empty, but that feeling didn't stay for long. Matt quickly thrust all of his manhood into my ass as soon as the dildo was out. A gasped a little at first because Matt's dick was about 2 inches longer and slightly thicker than the dildo I was used to. Matt held his cock in me, unmoving, until I was used to his size. Slowly, he started to undulate back and forth. I was doing all I could to keep from exploding as Matt's cock continually brushed up against my prostate. "You like this bitch?" Matt said as he started to pick up some speed and power in his thrusts. He pulled his cock most of the way out of my ass, leaving only the head in and then thrust his entire cock back into my ass. "Yeah, take my cock." Matt said as he did it again. He thrust in me completely one more time as he collapsed on top of me and began to hump me fast and hard. "I'm gonna cum." I yelled as I could feel myself passing the point of no return. My dick was sandwiched between my body and his as I started to shoot rope after rope of hot cum. The spasms of my ass while I shot my load took Matt over the edge. He thrust his cock even deeper into me as he began to shoot his seed into my ass. It felt like he deposited a gallon of his sperm in me by the time he finished. We laid there on the bed, Matt still on top of me. His dick was still in my ass as it began to soften and his cum started spilling out of my hole. He kissed me again and said "So, was I as good as you fantasized?" I kissed him back and said "Better. Much better." Roommates and Romance Ch. 02 I was lying in my bed, awake, but forcing my eyes shut. I did not want what I thought was a very good dream to end. The bright sunlight in my room let me know that it was around noon, as that is the only time my room gets any light. My eyes flickered open as I reached for my phone. The time read 12:30pm. "Damn," I thought "I must have been tired." As I went to put my phone down, I noticed that I had a message. It was from Matt. "Shit!" I said aloud, thinking that I must have said something in my sleep that Matt had heard. Reluctantly, I opened the message. It read "Meet me in the shower when you are ready to clean up :P" This confused me at first and I have a puzzled look to my phone. However, as I got up and went over to my dresser, I saw myself in the mirror. I had been so engrossed in my "dream" that I had not paid attention to my own body. I was naked and had a sticky substance on my stomach and chest that was beginning to crust over. With this realization, I took a moment to look around the room. Sure enough, I saw my dildo sitting on my desk, right next to a bottle of lube. A rope was laid across Matt's bed. I checked my wrists and saw red marks where they had been tied together. At this point, I knew that my so called dream had been a reality. At this point, I became as giddy as a little school girl with her first crush. I quickly ran over and grabbed my towel and my body wash and went to run out the door. As I opened the door and ran out into the hall, I remembered that crust that was forming on my stomach and I quickly looked around. Lucky for me, the only other person in the hall at that moment was walking away from me and couldn't see me. I ran to the bathroom, which was right across the hall from our room. Once in, I headed over to the shower stalls. There were only two of them and only one was in use. Just to make sure I wasn't going to walk in on some random person showering, I asked "Matt, is that you?" He didn't say anything right away, but I could see his feet as he moved over to the curtain. He pulled it aside and poked his head out. ""Bout time you woke up." he said as he shined that smile that made me melt every time I saw it. "Now get your ass in here." With that, he withdrew his head and left the curtain open. I took off my towel and threw it up on a hook and walked into the shower, closing the curtain as I entered. I bent down and set my body wash on the ground. Before I could stand back up, Matt slapped my ass. This startled me and I quickly finished standing up. Matt laughed and smiled at me. I couldn't help but lean into him and lock my lips with his. Matt wasn't expecting my aggressiveness and we almost toppled over, but he regained his balance and leaned back into me, intensifying our kiss. After a few minutes of making out under the steaming water of the shower, I broke the kiss and grabbed my body wash. I poured some into my hands, lathered it up, then went after Matt and began to rub him down. He was in full control of my body earlier that morning, so I was intent to control his now. I started by gently massaging Matt's arms with my lathered hands, spending extra time with his fair sized biceps. I moved my hands to begin fondling his pecs, which were firm and unyielding. I paid special attention to his nipples, gripping them and flicking at them until they were rock hard. Matt let out a moan. I took a moment away from worshiping his well toned body to stand back up, eye level with my toy. I continued to use my right hand to toy with his right nipple as he reached his head in to kiss me. I leaned away and pressed the index and middle fingers of my left hand to his lips, forcing his head back as I stated "Oh no you don't. I'm calling the shots right now." He began to pout like a little kid who was just told he could not have dessert until he finished his vegetables, which made me smile as I went back to washing him. I let go of his nipple and put some more soap on my hands before continuing to worship and wash the rest of his body. His abs were the next thing I attacked with my sudsy hands. I rubbed my hands up and down his well defined six-pack and ran my fingers along the creases. Out of my peripheral vision, I could now see Matt's 9" dick was rock hard. I resisted the temptation to put it in my mouth right on the spot, wanting to torture him a little more. My hands slid from his abs around to his ass, which I gently fondled. I moved my left hand between his buttocks and began to caress his hidden entrance. I took my middle finger and pressed it up into his hole. He moaned as my finger broke through. I pulled my finger out and gave him a firm strike with my right hand causing him to flinch. He let out a chuckle as my hands made their way down to his legs, the very thing he was defined by on the football field. I really spent my time worshiping them. His thighs were large, but firm and his calves were very well defined and shaped. I liked his calves so much that I kept massaging them well after the soap had washed away from my hands and his legs. I then maneuvered myself around to Matt's back and planted kisses on the backs of his legs, trailing up to his ass. When I got up to his ass, I spread his cheeks and stared at his secret ring. I leaned in and began kissing his hole. A loud moaned escaped Matt and I could tell that he was enjoying this as much as I was. With my lips pressed tight to his hole, I stuck my tongue out and began to tongue fuck him. His ass bucked back into my face when I first lashed my tongue into him. From the corner of my eye, I could see Matt taking his hand and reaching for his cock. I pulled my head away from his ass. He seemed to get the hint and whined as he dropped his hand back to his side so I went back to my work. When I had my fill of his ass, I stood up and made Matt turn around. I grabbed his head and forced it into mine and I forced my lips upon his, making him taste his own ass. When I thought he had a good enough taste, I grabbed him by the shoulders and pushed him down until his face was level with my 6" dick. I moved my right hand to the back of his head and slowly thrust my hips forward until my rock hard cock was pressing against his lips. He opened his mouth and wrapped his tongue around the head of my cock. He inched my cock into his mouth until he had all of my manhood inside him. I could feel pre-cum leaking from my piss slit and pulled my dick out of his mouth. "Lick the pre-cum off" I commanded. His tongue lapped up the salty liquid until I began forcing my cock back into his mouth. I began to face fuck him until I was close to coming, at which point I pulled out and forced Matt back to his feet. We kissed again so I could get the taste of my own manhood. I broke away from the kiss, turned Matt around and bent him over. I spread his ass cheeks apart and put the head of my rock hard dick right up against his hole. The water from the shower was flowing down my front and along my cock to his ass. I began to apply some more pressure. The combination of my saliva and the water provided lubrication as his virgin hole popped open and my cock began to slide into him. With a mixture of pleasure and pain, Matt let out a loud moan. As I slid further into him, he bucked back against me. It only took a few moments for his ass to be flush against my pelvis. I grabbed his hips and just held him there for a minute, giving his virgin ass a chance to get used to feeling full. When he felt comfortable, he tried to shift his hips. I held him still, but began to pull out and slowly push back in. As I undulated slowly, I loosened my grip on his hips. He began to move against me, making each motion more intense and pleasurable to both of us. I picked up the speed of my thrusting as I re-tightened my grip on his hips, forcing him to stay still. Matt's unceasing moans were pushing me too far too quick and I was forced to decelerate after a few minutes of intense fucking. I pulled dick entirely out of Matt's ass, leaving the head pressed against his recently penetrated hole. I quickly shoved my entire shaft back into his ass and slowly pulled back out. This time, I lifted Matt to a standing position right after re-entering him and began to hump his ass like a wild animal. His 9" boner was just being tossed about. I reached my hand around to give his ignored tool some attention. As soon as I wrapped my hand around him, he went into spasms and started to yell "Oh, fuck." He blew his load before I could even stroke his shaft once. His ass clenched around my dick as he shot rope after rope of hot, sticky spunk and I couldn't hold back any longer. I gave one last, large thrust. "I'm cumming" I shouted as I shot my seed deep into his ass. While I was still inside of him, Matt turned his head back to me and I leaned my head forward to lock my lips again with his. We made out until my dick softened and slipped out of his ass with a small pop. Matt turned around while maintaining our deep kiss. After another few minutes of making out, we both pulled away. "Did you like that?" I asked. All Matt could manage was his killer smile. We finished cleaning up. Matt turned off the water as I slightly parted the curtain to get our towels. We wrapped our respective towels around ourselves, grabbed our soaps and went to head back to our room. When we pulled aside the curtain and walked out, we were stopped by our RA, Zane, who seemed to have been there for a majority of our shower fuck session. He had a seriously pissed look on his face and forcefully said "I should write you two up for this, but I'm gonna give you a choice." His lips curled up into a cruel smile. "You have the option to not get written up, but you will owe me." He looked down at his crotch after he finished speaking, bringing our attention to the tented towel around his waist. Matt and I looked at each other for a moment, silently discussing our dilemma and the proposition. We both smiled, knowing exactly what Zane implied. We turned back to Zane. Matt answered "How about we owe you man." "You're asses are gonna regret that." Zane stated. "I don't think they will." I replied as Matt and I began to leave the bathroom holding hands. ******* Shortly after drying off from our hot shower session, I had to use the toilet. While I was in going to the bathroom, I could hear moaning coming from the showers. I knew that it was Zane masturbating in the shower as he fantasized about ravaging both me and my new lover. I smiled, knowing that there would be more fun in our future. Roommates and Romance Ch. 03 (Note to readers: Thank you for all of the comments on all of the chapters thus far. After some consideration after reading these comments, I have decided that I did not like where this story was headed after the second chapter, so I am going to be picking back up from there and revising chapters 3 and 4 and hopefully continuing on for more. For clarity, the revised chapters 3 and 4 will be 3.R and 4.R respectively, so look for those to see where the story is truly developing. I do plan on keeping the first rendition of those chapters up and will use some parts of them in future chapters. Keep those comments flowing. I really do appreciate the feedback. If you haven't read the first two chapters yet, please do, as I am trying to keep the flow of them going.) Matt and I returned to our room to dry off. We watched each other, but refrained from helping each other. It was a hot site to see Matt drying off his sexy body, his flaccid cock swaying the whole time, but I was spent from our shower session and wasn't getting hard like I normally would. Once dry, I threw on a pair of shorts and went use the bathroom. While in the stall, I could hear Zane moaning in the shower and figured he was masturbating. When I got back into the room, Matt was still naked and was lying on his bed. He motioned for me to join him by rolling onto his side so his back was against the wall and patting the bed. As I walked over, he said "Take those shorts off before you climb in." I did as he said and stripped to my birthday suit before climbing into the bed beside him. He rolled me so my back was towards him, then wrapped his arms around me and pulled me to him until our bodies were flush to each other. I could feel the slight dusting of hair on his pecs, his happy trail and his amazing legs tickle my bare skin. I also recognized the sensation of his monster cock, still soft, resting between my ass cheeks. Comforted by Matt's body against mine, I began to doze off, faintly aware of him planting little kisses on the back of my neck. ***** I woke up the third time that day to the sound of someone knocking at the door. "Be there in a moment" I yelled to them, before hopping out of bed. I headed to the door, but stopped half way, remembering that I was in the nude. I quickly grabbed the shorts I used earlier and the nearest t-shirt and opened up the door. "Damnit dude, do you not pay attention to your phone?" It was Jen, another freshman in my building, but on the floor below. She and I were instant friends when we met the first week of classes. She stands at about 5'2" and is plump, but has a fiery spirit and personality. She was also the only person that I had ever come out of the closet to. "What?" I replied as I headed to grab my phone from my desk. As I went to get it, it hit me that when I got out of bed, it was not my bed that I got out of. The events of the morning suddenly came flowing back into my head and I had to try to calm my dick, which was starting to become hard. My dick quickly softened back once I realized that Matt, who was holding me when I fell asleep, was not around when I woke up. This had me both confused and angry at the same time. "Earth to Wade. Jesus, what's gotten into you today." "You wouldn't believe me if I told you." "Oh, I doubt that. Let's go get food and you can tell me all about it as were eating." "Ok, but give me a moment to actually put something warmer on." "I'll be in the lounge. If you aren't there in two minutes, I'm going without your sorry ass." Jen said before turning away and walking down the hall. I quickly shut the door, changed into a pair of jeans, putting my boxers on first, and a nice navy blue polo shirt and, knowing it wasn't super cold yet, a gray hoodie from my old high school. I had a minute to spare, so I grabbed the note off of my laptop and read it. It was from Matt: "Sorry I had to leave you this afternoon. Shortly after you fell asleep, I got a call from Sarah. She needed my help with something urgent. Be back later. Dinner together?" Sarah. 'Of course Sarah had something to do with why he was gone' I thought. His girlfriend since who knows how long. He is on the phone with her at least once a day and I often hear him call her "baby girl." Oh, how I loathed that bitch, as she had him and I wanted him, at least until this morning when I actually had him. 'Wait a minute. Did he just use me for sex while still with her. That fucking bastard.' I was instantly mad at Matt. I set out to the lounge to meet Jen and tell her about my crazy morning. While walking down the hall, I began to plot out my revenge for the cheating asshole. ***** It was about 3:30 by the time I got back to my room after lunch with Jen. She couldn't believe what happened. I didn't tell her the part about Sarah though. I knew that if I did, she would insist on helping me get back at Matt, and I wanted no help in that matter. Matt said he would be back later in the evening, so I knew I had some time to kill and booted up my Xbox to play some games and kill some time. After a couple of hours playing games, my rage about Matt and Sarah had calmed down a little bit and I began to think a little more rationally and realized that by going off on Matt right when he got back would not be the best idea. I would want to have more tact. After all, he would still be my roommate for another semester and I didn't want the tension to escalate too far. Therefore, I would honor Matt's request to have dinner together and would wait for him to get back. I gave a quick check to my phone to see if Matt had sent me a message, as I was starting to get hungry again, but there was nothing from him. It was already 6:00pm, and I was really hoping that Matt didn't mean that dinner would be late tonight. I changed games and started playing more. Another hour passed, still with no contact from Matt. I had to go to the bathroom, so I got up and walked across the hall to go. When I walked back into the room, Matt was standing there, phone in hand. He looked at me as I came into the door. His face showed that he was worried and he asked "Did you already get dinner?" "No" I replied. "Just had to use the bathroom." Matt sighed and his facial expression changed from worry to relief. He went over to the counter between our closets, where a bag was lying. "We may need to warm this up first. I got it from my favorite place back home." He said as he pulled out what looked to be take-out containers of Chinese food. I went over to the counter and stood next to Matt as he finished taking the food out. There was lo mein, egg rolls, sesame chicken, and a handful of fortune cookies. The last thing he pulled out of the bag was a container of general tso chicken. "I got this specially for you. I know you don't like it too spicy, so I asked them to not add the peppers to it" Matt said, as he handed me the container. 'How did he know what I liked and why did he care? Why did he go back home, which is over an hour away? Did he really do that just for food?' My thoughts were spinning and I was really confused at this point. We both got plates of the food and nuked them using my microwave. We sat in our desk chairs and, as we ate, talked about almost anything and everything, except for the events of earlier that day. When we were both done with our food, we each grabbed a fortune cookie and opened it. I read mine in my head 'The answers to all of your questions will be revealed. All you have to do is ask.' 'Duh!' I thought. Then, in a light-bulb moment, I realized how pertinent the "fortune" actually was. I looked from my fortune up to Matt and said his name to get him to look up at me. Then, I asked the question that had been on my mind since I read his note to me this afternoon: "Who is Sarah?" Roommates and Romance Ch. 04 (I apologize for the long delay in continuing this story. My classes and work schedule have been a bit crazy. While there is no sex in this chapter, all notions of sex are between characters of a legal age to be participating in sexual activities. If you are unfamiliar with the story so far, I invite you to read chapters 1-3, as parts of these chapters are referenced in this one. However, it is not imperative that you read them and you will still be able to understand this chapter in its entirety. As always, I welcome any and all feedback.) *** As I came to my senses, I noticed a dull pain at the back of my skull. I tried to lift my head and the pain sharpened immediately and intensely, causing me to moan in pain and abandon that effort. At my moan, I heard someone stir, sounding close by. The noise of motion quickly changed location and I could tell that whoever was next to me was moving. Before I could even open my eyes, the person had left the room. The sudden burst of bright light from the room I was in aggravated the nagging pain I was feeling and I let my eyelids fall back into place, blocking out the light, but not before getting enough of a glimpse of the room I was in to know that it was not my dorm room, nor my bedroom at home. The lights were brighter than I was used to and the walls a slightly gray-white color. I also caught quick looks at some equipment made of metal, but could not discern what these instruments were. As I lay on what I assumed was a bed, I took stock of the rest of my body. I could feel something on my left index finger. It was fairly large, and was applying just enough pressure to where I could tell it was there, but not so much to where it hurt. Also on my left side, I could feel something sticking out of my lower arm. The covers had been pulled over my lower body and I felt almost naked, realizing that the familiar feel of my boxers was non-existent. In addition, my upper body was elevated slightly and at an angle to my lower body. Putting the pieces together, I realized I was in a hospital, but I knew not how I got there. Just as I figured this out, I heard movement again, then someone speaking. "Wade, are you awake?" said a kind, female voice that I assumed was of my nurse. I raised my right hand, giving a thumb-up as a muttered a weak "Yes." The person who the voice belonged to began to move about the room and I assumed she was checking the various monitors, IV drips and anything else that I may have been attached to. "Can you open your eyes, hun?" the voice asked, this time closer to me. "No" I replied "it hurts my head too much." This caused some more movement around the room, including a change in the lighting that I could sense even with my eyes closed. "I'll be back in a bit to check on you and bring you some water. There's a remote next to your right hand that has a big button in the center of it. Just press that if you need me sooner." She left the room and I was again all alone. I started thinking about Matt. I could not remember how I ended up hurt enough to be in a hospital with my head throbbing as hard as it was. However, I did remember the sexual escapades I had had with my hunk of a roommate, including him being dumped by his girlfriend and asking me out. I began to wonder how much of this, if any, had actually happened and how much of these "memories" were just elaborate dreams that I had constructed while unconscious. I resigned that all of what I thought has happened was merely wishful thinking that had played out in my dreams while in an unconscious state and that Matt and I were only friends and roommates. This made me depressed and started to think about other thoughts as my mind dimmed. ***** I must have drifted back to sleep because I was woken by someone touching my arm. I moaned in protest and raised my arm to try to shoo the hand away. The voice from before spoke up, "I brought you some water" and I soon felt a straw touching my lips, which I wrapped around the straw and sucked in a little of the water that I was offered. The cool liquid felt good to my dry mouth and I realized just how thirsty I was. After a couple more sips, I released the straw and the cup was pulled away. The faint sound of it being set down was barely audible and had the room not been so quiet, I may not have heard it. "Can you try opening your eyes again for me, hun? I've turned off the lights, so they won't aggravate your head as much." To this, I opened my eyes again, much slower this time than the last. When I realized that the lights were really low enough and my head wasn't brought into instant pain, I opened my eyes to full, before my lids fell back to about half. "There you go" came the reassurance from my nurse. She was dressed in the typical nursing garb, which for this hospital was a set of green scrubs. I could also tell that she had on a pair of glasses and had her blonde hair tied up into a pony-tail, but wasn't able to determine much else. "Head doing better I see" she said, almost as a question, so I uttered a quick and soft yes. She seemed pleased by this as she pulled the tray beside my bed so it was over my body. Resting on that tray was the cup of water with a straw leaning against the inside of the cup. She then asked if I was in a state to allow visitors, to which I also replied yes. A couple minutes later, I could hear footsteps coming down the hall to my room. I expected it to be my parents and was happy, but not surprised, when they walked in. However, they were not the only figures that entered my room. A third followed them right in and I recognized him right away, my roommate, Matt. This shocked me and brought my feelings for him to the front of my mind. I quickly sequestered these feelings back into some of the deeper recesses as my parents began to talk. "How you feelin'?" my dad asked. I saw my mom hit his arm, slightly aggravated by him asking a question to which he very well knew the answer to. I pretended not to notice. "About as good as someone with a throbbing headache and no idea how he got it or ended up in the hospital could." This time, my mom spoke "You really have no idea how you ended up here?" "No, I really don't. I don't even remember doing anything that I could have possibly gotten so hurt from." At this, I saw Matt smile, that gorgeous smile he liked to give that always made me knees weak. I could tell that he knew more about how I ended up here than I did. "Well" my mom began "Matt was the one that found you and called the ambulance for you to make sure you were ok. He was even as worried for you as we were." At this statement, I started thinking that maybe my supposed dreams weren't entirely of my own creation, that maybe something had happened between us, whether it was one of the things I vividly "remember" or something much more subtle that I exaggerated on in my dreams. The room was silent for a moment, as I think we were all waiting for Matt to tell me how I ended up in my current situation, but he didn't seem to want to say anything. He just kept smiling at me. "Matt..." I said, trying to get his attention and imply for him to inform me of what I had done. "What?" came his response, all while keeping that killer smile and eyes trained right to mine. I could tell that he wanted me to specifically ask for the information and that he was not going to give it as easily as I had hoped. "Would you please tell me why it is that I am currently lying in a hospital bed, attached to an IV and with a dull, throbbing pain at the back of my skull?" "Well, the day it happened, I was coming back from lunch with Zane. As we reached our room, Zane pushed me into the door, playfully, but still with some force. I hit the door pretty hard and heard a thump from inside. When I had left to go to lunch, you were still asleep, so I figured I had just woken you up and you hit the wall or your desk. But, when I got into the room, you were face down on the floor with a poster on top of you. You were, I'm assuming, on your desk putting up the poster you had bought earlier in the week when I hit the door. That made you jump and you fell backwards of your desk, hitting your head on the bed post on the way down, which caused your body to turn around. There was blood on the back of your head, so I knew it was a hard it. I immediately called Zane into the room to help out and called 911."The entire time he gave his explanation, his smile never left his face. This, to me, meant that this was not the entire story and that there was either more to it or it was a flat out lie that he constructed as a plausible story that my parents would believe. The four of us continued to talk and I learned more about my situation. I had initially been taken to one of the local hospitals and they were able to get everything stabilized enough to transfer me to one of the bigger, better hospitals in the nearest city, Rochester, where I currently was. As for my school work, I had been excused from all finals and any work that was due within the last couple weeks and because I had worked so hard during the semester, all of my professors were confident that I would have done well on my finals and I received an A in every one of my classes. On a more interesting note, I learned that my parents, while they had come up to the hospital daily for the first week after my injury, they had lessened the frequency of this two hour trip, as Matt had offered to keep an eye on me for them and alert them to any major changes in my status. Matt lived only fifteen minutes from the city and it took only twenty minutes in total to get to the hospital from his house. Also, as his family was pretty well off, he did not have to work over breaks and had plenty of free time. My parents really appreciated this kind gesture from my roommate and it saved them quite a bit of time and gas money from not having to make the trip every single day. Matt was actually the one that was sitting in the chair by my bed when I first awoke earlier that afternoon and had rushed out of the room to contact my parents to let them know that I was conscious again. He was then not allowed back in by the nurse who wanted to make sure I would be able to withstand interactions without too much pain or discomfort. My parents and Matt stayed for quite a while and we all chatted about anything we could think of. The nurse, who I found out was named Dolores, often came in to check up on me and make sure I was doing well. I was brought food around 5:00, while I still had visitors. The food, of course, was not that good, but I was really hungry so I ate it with little complaint. At about 6:00, my head began to hurt more and I asked that they leave so I could try to get some rest. We said our goodbyes and Matt told me that he would be in to check on me the next day. My parents also would be in at some point, as they had planned on doing some shopping in the city. They left my room and could have sworn I saw Matt wink at me on the way out. I struggled to get back to sleep due to the pain from my head. I hit the button to get Dolores' attention and had her bring me some medicine to dull the pain. She came back with a couple of pills, which I took. Once they kicked in, I was able to drift off into a deep sleep. ***** I awoke the next morning to the sound of the nurse bringing in my breakfast. I opened my eyes and saw that this nurse was different from the one the evening before. Most notably, he was a young male, and quite handsome at that. He had dull orange hair that he kept just long enough so he could spike his bangs up in the front. His eyes were a deep green, almost emerald in color and he had a perfect smile, although it wasn't as cute as Matt's. Big broad shoulders, a slim body and a frame that looked to me to be about 6'6" made him look strikingly similar to some of the professional volleyball players I loved to watch. His voice was deep when he spoke. "Good morning. Feeling any better today?" "Right now, quite a bit better. The throbbing from the back of my head is barely there right now, but I just woke up and haven't tried moving my head at all." I replied as he set my breakfast tray on my table and began to check all of the equipment. I lifted my head up and leaned a little closer to my food. Surprisingly, the pain did increase a little, but was still at a very manageable level and I didn't have to recoil to what had become my normal position. Before I touched my food, I took a quick look at the clock and saw that it was just shy of 8:30. I also saw a white board with the names of the staff that would be taking care of me and took note that my current nurse was Derryl. I continued to look around the room until my eyes met Derryl's, causing him to smile at me again. "Don't overdo it, man. You had a pretty bad concussion. You don't want to push yourself too much too quick, or you will just be staying here longer." I blushed and turned back to my food, head and back still off the bed. "You know you can tilt the bed up more, right?" With that, he came back around to my right side, grabbed the remote that was there, and pushed a button, causing the top half of the bed to tilt up more. When it was up against my back, he released the button and turned the remote to me to show me where the buttons were. He also explained that this remote not only worked the bed, but called the nursing staff if needed and even controlled the television mounted on the far wall. I proceeded to turn on the television and go back to eating my food as Derryl went to continue his rounds. ***** At about 10:00, Derryl came back to my room. "Someone is here to see you. Is it ok if I let them come in?" I replied in the affirmative and he went back out into the hall. A few minutes later, Matt came walking in, carrying a bag in his right hand. "How ya doin' today?" he asked, quite loudly, as he made his way to the chair on the right side of my bed. "A lot better than yesterday, but your volume may have brought back a little extra pain." I replied, mostly joking, but there was some truth to my statement; with how loud he asked, my head did throb a little extra for a moment. "Good to hear" he said, in a much more appropriate tone. "I brought you some gifts: things to pass the time for however long you still have to be in here. I know that you aren't a huge TV watcher, so I figured I would bring you some puzzle books." With that, he handed me the bag, which I took and placed on my lap and started pulling out the contents. There were several books with different kinds of puzzles, some a random mix of various puzzles and others of one puzzle time, such as Su-do-ku. Also in the bag was a set of mechanical pencils. If there were two things Matt had learned from living with me for a semester, they were that I hated sharpening pencils and that I absolutely loved number puzzles. Once I had finished emptying the contents of the bag and had done a quick flip through of all the books, I thanked my roommate and set everything off to the side and out of the way for right now while someone was in my room to talk with. "Matt," I started, "How long was I out for and what day is it now?" Matt had to think a moment about the first part of my question. I could see him doing some quick math before responding. "You were out for just under two weeks. We knew you had a pretty bad concussion and the doctors said that it may have even taken longer for you to come back to. We were all very happy when you woke up yesterday. As for the date, it is December 17." "So I wasn't comatose for Christmas. I'm sure that was a huge relief to my family." "Me too." We continued with some more general conversation, covering how the end of the semester went for Matt, thanking him for being in constant contact with all of my professors through this and also for being willing to be at the hospital to look after me, which made life much easier for my parents. After we covered all of the basics, there was a slight awkward pause, as I tried to formulate the question that I wanted to ask him. "Matt, about how I ended up here, the story you gave yesterday wasn't the truth was it?" This caused Matt to grin slightly, as well as turn a little red. He got up quick and checked down the hallway to make sure no one was headed for my room before he was willing to say anything about it. "No" he finally said. What is the last thing you remember?" "Matt, to be honest, I'm not sure if some of the things I think I remember actually happened or if they were just vivid dreams while I was out cold." Matt's face grew to a darker shade of red as he began to ask me a few questions. "Do you remember having been tied up on your bed?" I thought for a moment, then nodded, with the realization that at least part of what I remembered had actually happened. "How about when I fucked you with your dildo then with my hard cock?" Again, I nodded. I could also feel my own cock starting to stir and become aroused by Matt's words and my memories of that morning. "When you and I showered together and you fucked me in return? When Zane caught us as we were coming out of the shower?" To each question, I again nodded. By this time I was fully had and was doing all I was very thankful for the metal table/tray thing that was currently above my waist. "As we were leaving the bathroom, Zane made another smart ass comment to us while I opened the door. You turned around and went to walk back towards him, but slipped on a puddle that was on the floor and you feet flew out from underneath you. Before I could react, your head flew back in hit the door that I was holding open for us. When your body hit the ground, you weren't moving and blood started trickling from the back of your head. Zane rushed over to keep an eye on you while I ran back to our room to grab my phone and call 911." "So, you and I really did have sex." I said, more as a statement than a question, but Matt still responded with "We didn't just have sex; it was some of the best sex I've ever had." This really made me blush. Matt saw this and got up to leave. Before he left, he reached into his pocket and produced my cell phone. "The docs are letting you have this back, so long as you promise to not be on it all the time. It won't be good for your head. However, if you need me to come back, just text me. I won't be too far away." With that, he ruffled my hair and left my room. ***** I spent the next several hours engrossed in the puzzles Matt brought for me. I did my best to not think about what Matt had confirmed for me, as I did not want to be getting hard again while still in the hospital. It worked, for the most part, but a couple times my thoughts drifted back to that Saturday and the fun that we had together. That lead me to think about how we stood right now. From what Matt said about when I hit my head, the memory I had about his girlfriend breaking up with him was only a dream, but he was being very friendly to me, so I knew not what to make of the situation and also didn't want to assume anything. I made up my mind, I would ask him the next time we were alone. My parents came into my room slightly after 3:00. They were up in the city today to do some shopping for Christmas and stopped in to see me before actually going to any of the stores. Knowing my parents, my mom especially, once they went into the stores, it wouldn't be until much later in the evening, 8:00 at the very earliest, that they would get out. As such, they wanted to make sure they stopped in at a decent hour so as not to potentially disturb me when I was trying to sleep. My mom saw all the books that I had and asked who brought them. When I told them that Matt had brought them to me, she gave me a quizzical look, but said that it was nice of him to do that, and then changed topic. We did manage to discuss when I would be getting out of the hospital. My dad said that the doctors wanted to keep me there for a couple more nights, just to make sure everything is doing fine. Tomorrow, I would be getting another MRI, just to see if there was any permanent brain damage that resulted from the concussion. If everything went smoothly, I would be out and back home on Sunday the 19th, just in time for the first Christmas gathering that my family has. After about another half hour of talking, they headed out to make sure they could get all of their shopping done. Roommates and Romance Ch. 04 The rest of the day was uneventful. I kept busy doing my puzzles and occasionally would take a break to watch some TV or eat the meal that I was brought. I did get a text from Matt, just making sure that I was ok. I thought about asking him where our relationship stood and what he wanted out of it, but decided that it was better to ask that in person, at the very least over a call, rather than through texts. The next day was more of the same. The doctor came and got me for my MRI around 10:00AM and it felt like an eternity waiting for the results and to find out if I would be able to go home. Matt knew what was going on and was texting me every thirty minutes asking me if I had any information, even after I told him that I would let him know as soon as I knew. At around 4:00, Derryl, my nurse for the day again, finally came in, though I didn't notice him at first. "Good news!" he exclaimed, scaring me from my current puzzle of choice. He gave a brief chuckle at my surprised jump before continuing. "Your scans all came back clear. No severe permanent damage. You will be all set to leave tomorrow!" "Great!" I said, after catching my breath. "Anything I could get for ya before I leave for the day?" "I think I'm all set, Derryl, but thanks for checking." "Don't mention it! Have a great evening. I'll be in again tomorrow, so I'll see you before you go." "Thanks Derryl. See you tomorrow." When he left the room, I grabbed my phone and texted Matt. "All clear. Home tomorrow." the text read. "Awesome. I'll be there tomorrow when your parents come to get you to see you off. Sorry I couldn't make it in today. Early family gathering :(" "That's ok. Have fun and see you tomorrow." "Thanks. Love you. :)" With that, I stopped everything I was doing. I didn't know if he meant in a brotherly way or more romantic and I didn't know how to respond. I kept pondering this for the rest of the evening, unable to really focus on anything else. I kept hoping that he meant in more of a romantic way, but the only thing we had really ever done together was have sex twice. However, he did come to visit me almost daily at the hospital, even when I was unresponsive. I kept letting my mind go in circles over the issue until I fell asleep, still thinking about it. ***** The next morning seemed to drag on forever. I woke up much earlier than I had been and could not fall back asleep, due to a mix of anticipation to be out of there and from the text I got from Matt the evening before. I tried to distract myself with some more of the puzzles, which worked for all of five minutes and the first snag I had in completing the puzzle I was on allowed my mind enough time to go back to those two words: love you. At around 9:00, I received a pleasant distraction. Derryl came marching into the room with my breakfast tray, the last meal I would have to endure for hopefully a very long time. He turned towards me and proceeded to had the tray too me, almost like a butler, saying "Your breakfast, sir" as he did so. "Thank you Derryl" I said as I took my meal from him and set it on the stand next to me. "Not hungry?" he asked, somewhat concerned, seeing as how I had scarfed down every other meal as soon as it was in my possession. "Not really, no. My stomach is in knots right now." "Well, I'll get you something quick to relieve the symptoms and we can get a doctor in here..." "Derryl! I know why it's in knots and it isn't anything medical in origin. Thanks for your concern, but it isn't necessary." "Oh, ok. Anything you want to talk about?" "Not really. It's more of a personal issue and, no offense, I don't really feel like sharing it right now." "None taken. Hope it all works out and I hope I don't see you back here." He went to leave, but paused for a moment and turned his head towards me. "Of course I mean that I don't want you to be hurt and need to be back here. I didn't mean to imply that you were a rotten patient or anything, Sometimes my mouth just says things..." "I know what you meant Derryl, and thanks." I gave him a friendly smile as he hurried out the door, obviously embarrassed at his comment and also obviously attracted to me in some amount. I would definitely keep him in mind if Matt was just being friendly and not looking for a more intimate relationship. ***** In the next couple of hours: I received a call from my parents letting me know they were on their way up to get me, got my normal clothes back and was allowed to change into them, exchanged a few friendly texts with Matt, but nothing major, gathered up the rest of my things, mostly just all the puzzle books, and watched a little bit of the news. My parents did not come to my room to get me. Instead, as they were filling out all the formal release paperwork, Derryl came to my room and escorted me to the front desk, where I met my parents, my little sister, and Matt, all of them smiling and happy and I assumed for me being better and finally able to leave. I was eager to get home, so we didn't stay and talk with Matt for too long. As we were leaving the front doors of the hospital to head to our cars and to our respective homes, Matt pulled me aside and took me to his vehicle, from which he produced a gift wrapped in paper that had snowflakes and snowmen printed on it. A golden bow was attached to a card taped on top of the present. With a devilish smile, he told me not to open it until Christmas, but to make sure I was alone when I did so. He then wrapped his arms around me in an awkward hug as he also tried to avoid sandwiching the present between us. He then bid me farewell and I headed back to my family and we began our drive home.