Your roommate

For a moment no one moves. You stare in shock at the newcomer, he stares back at you and Valerie in mute surprise, and she looks at him in horror, the tip of your cock still in her mouth. She's the first to react.

"You! What are you doing here!" she shrieks at the older man, rage and panic evident in her face, as she pulls her mouth off your meat. A sardonic smile twists the corner of his mouth as he looks at her, his eyes roaming over her kneeling body.

"Couldn't get enough earlier Valerie?" he chuckles, then looks at you. "I'm Mason Carter. You must be Brian Watts. We're roommates."

"Ummm...hi," you say, confused at the surprising events and unsure of what to do.

"Get out of here! Get out!" Valerie screams at him, still kneeling between your thighs.

"Don't get up," he addresses you with another smile, ignoring the frantic girl. "I understand you're the coach. I guess Valerie is lobbying for your assistance."

"Ummm....yes..."

"Kick him out, kick him out!" Valerie turns her imploring face to you. "He's a drunk old pervert! He tried to **** me earlier! He lied about me!" She jumps to her feet and leaps towards the newcomer, her hands like claws as she reaches for his face.

He's quicker and stronger than he looks, easily grabbing her wrists and twisting one arm behind her, holding her squirming and helpless.

"The truth is that I interrupted her little bullying and hazing session earlier today," he says casually. "I'd have let it go until she threatened me, so I took her and the other girls to see the headmistress. It seems young Valerie has a history of discipline problems, and a history of threatening teachers with firing. Isn't that right Valerie."

"Fuck you! Fuck you you **** bastard!" she howls, struggling to escape.

"It looks like she's moved on to whoring herself to get what she wants," he laughs. "Let me guess; she'd suck your cock if you interceded on her behalf?"

"Something like that," you answer, feeling foolish and embarrassed. He gives you a sympathetic nod.

"Can't blame you, she's a tasty looking little piece. Mean as a snake though, and dangerous as hell."

"Let me go! Let me go you fucking pervert! Get your fucking pervert hands off me!"

"Or what Valerie?" he asks calmly. "Or you'll go run and tell that I interrupted you sucking a teacher's cock? Offering blowjobs for favours? Ms. Naylor doesn't believe a word you say, why would she believe this?"

"She'll believe me! She will!"

"You're not just mean, you're stupid Valerie," he says with cold humour. "You don't know when you're beaten and you don't know when to quit. Maybe sucking cock is all you're good for after all. Why don't you get down there and finish sucking Coach Watts' cock? Show him what you can do."

You look at him with shock, seeing the cruel and knowing smile on his face and the look of degraded horror on Valerie's. He pushes her squirming body towards you, forcing her to her knees as she struggles.

"Let me go! Let me go! You can't make me...you can't...you **** asshole..."

You're finding her struggles arousing despite yourself, and your cock which had softened springs back to rampant hardness at the sight of the frantic girl **** to her knees before you.

"I'm tired of you calling me a **** and not getting any fun out of it," he laughs. "Get to work on the coaches cock and I'll give you the fucking you obviously want." He pushes her towards your cock, holding her by the back of the neck and still twisting one arm behind her.