Let’s call it a favor

“Well, as a personal favor to you, I’ll do it,” you say. “Just be prepared to return the favor sometime soon,” you add with a wink.

Caleb grins sheepishly with what you hope is a look of growing willingness to experiment. “I’ll keep that in mind. Thanks, Bryan — for your willingness to host and for... well... you know....” His eyes go down toward his crotch before looking back at you with a wink.

He promises you will have details about your guest soon, and with that, he is gone.

You look at the clock. This is the latest in the day you have gone without getting off in a long time, and you are quite horny. You’re about to do something about it, when the keys at the door announce your roommate’s arrival.

Stephen shuffles in, yawning, and wearing the same clothes he had on when you saw him yesterday.

“Who was she, and did you make her scream my name?” you ask him with a grin.

Stephen grins back stupidly and says, “Her name is Helen, and she didn’t scream your name, but she did ask about you. Just once I’d like to go on a date with a girl that you haven’t fucked.”

“Yeah? Well, think how bad it is for me! At least there are girls here on campus whose beds are new territory for you. For me, I’m always having to remember names, things they told me, and shit like that.”

“I’m sure your life must be pure hell,” he says, rolling his eyes.

“Heading off to bed?” you ask him.

“I wish... I just have enough time to throw some things together before heading out for the weekend.”

That reminds you to tell your roommate that you will be hosting a prospective student while he is gone. “So pick up your dirty underwear, and change the sheets on your bed, since we have to look respectable,” you tell him.

“Why do I have to change the sheets? Why can’t he sleep in your bed?” he asks.

You grin and say, “With any luck, he will, but let’s not jump to conclusions. I’m supposed to be on my best behavior, after all.”

Stephen laughs and says, “Yeah... I’d like to see what your best behavior looks like. I haven’t seen it yet.”

You shrug. “You’d be surprised. If I wasn’t on my best behavior, your butthole wouldn’t still be a virgin!”

You help your roommate pick up the room and pack his things. You say goodbye to Stephen with a bro-hug and send him on his way, lamenting the whole time that you have yet to convince him to abandon his purely-heterosexual ways.

A ding on your phone brings your attention to the details about your guest that Caleb promised you. You find out that you will be hosting Kylar Lamken for the weekend, and that you are to meet him at the Commons in about two hours.

You look at the clock to note the time.