It's time for him to leave

Letting him have his way with you while you're awake is one thing, but entrusting your **** body with him is another. If you want to sleep easy, he has to go.

You shake his chest. "Sam... Sam!"

He shows no signs of waking up. You sigh.

Fortunately, this isn't a totally new scenario for you to deal with, and you have your methods.

You stick your finger in your mouth, lubing it up with copious saliva, then crawl down the bed. You push his legs apart, spread his ass cheeks, and line your wet finger up with his butthole.

He gasps awake before you even reach the first knuckle. "H-hey, I'm not into that!"

You giggle, sitting back up. "Sorry. Just needed you awake. Staying the night is a luxury you haven't earned yet, I'm afraid."

He groans, and lazily gets to his feet. "Fine... just lemme get cleaned up first, then I'll get dressed and go."

You start gathering up his clothes and handing them to him. "Bathroom's down the hall, so you'll probably wanna get dressed before getting cleaned up. This sorority has rules about guys wandering around naked."

"Ugh..." He grimaces as he pulls his boxers on over his condom-clad dick.

As you grab the last of his things, you notice a condom on the floor. It must be the one he brought with him. You pick it up, remembering that you promised to pay him back for it... and you freeze.

This condom has holes in it. Multiple holes. Small holes, the kind that one might be inclined to describe as 'pinpricks.'

A lot of things fall quickly into place. The drink Sam offered you. Mandy waiting by his car. Heck, Mandy's timing in setting up this challenge in the first place.

Within seconds, your mind has run through every potential decision you were presented with up to this point. Now you truly are terrified at how close you came to utter doom.

You pivot to face Sam, who's almost finished dressing, and throw the condom at him furiously. "You bastard! Mandy put you up to this, didn't she?!"

"Wh- wha-?" He stammers in confusion for a moment, before looking down at the condom which has now landed by his feet. "...Ah."

And then he bolts from the room.

You stand in your doorway and yell expletives after him. Other girls look out from their rooms, see your naked state and his fleeing tail, and join in hurling **** at him as he escapes the building, disappearing out into the night.

Once he's gone, you slam your door angrily, grab a pillow and scream into it.

There's a knock on your door a moment later. "You alright, Cindy?" You recognise the voice as the girl from across the hall, and you'd wager there are a few other girls out there with her.

"I'm okay!" you call back. "Just another douchebag guy, am I right?"

This earns you a chorus of sympathetic giggling. "No doubt. Well, if you need wine, chocolates or a shoulder to cry on, you know where we are."

You smile. "Thanks, girls. But for now I really just wanna sleep."

You hear the crowd outside disperse, and you collapse onto your bed. You really are done with today. You're overflowing with anger and concern, but exhaustion drowns it all out.

You'll worry about it in the morning...