Unpacking and Meeting Your Roommate

"College rules!" You quietly declare, feeling amazing and confident after the blowjob. Any trepidation has been replaced by nervous excitement at what your life away from home is going to be. With a cheerful tune you set about unpacking your meager belongings in the small room.

As you're finishing up the door opens and your roommate walks in. He's a tall, slightly heavyset, blond man with a boyishly handsome face. "Hi, I'm Phil." He introduces himself with a confident smile, "I guess we're roommates."

"Oh, I guess so." You reply. "I'm John. Nice to meet you."

Phil drops a duffel bag on the bed you didn't claim and the two of you chat about where you're both from and what majors you might go into. Then Phil asks, "So what's the protocol for bringing girls back to the room? Sock on the door knob?"

You feel yourself flushing as you scratch your head and say, "Oh, I hadn't really thought about it..."

"Don't tell me you're a virgin!" Phil teases.

"I mean, I'd never been with a girl before today." You confess.

"Before today?" Phil asks. "Are you saying you already scored?"

"Well sort of. The RA has a pierced lip so I had her give me uh, you know, a blowjob." The words feeling awkward coming out of your mouth.

"No way!" Phil exclaims. "She's hot, dude. That's awesome!"

"Uh, thanks." You say, still blushing but filled with a strange sense of pride.

"Well shit, you better use some of that magic as a wingman for me! Let's go find some girls!" Phil enthusiastically declares.