Meeting your roommate

For a moment no one moves. You stare in surprise at the tableau, while the man stares back at you in shock, and she looks up at you in horror, the tip of his cock still in her mouth. She's the first to react.

"You! What are you doing here!" she shrieks at you, rage and panic evident in her face, as she pulls her mouth off his meat. You feel a sardonic smile twist the corner of your as you look at her, your eyes roaming over her kneeling body.

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

"Ummm...hi," he says, obvious confused at the turn of events and unsure of what to do.

"Get out of here! Get out!" Valerie screams at you, still kneeling between his thighs.

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

"Ummm....yes..." he agrees, looking sheepish, his cock slowly wilting.

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

Your labour hardened body has made you quicker and stronger than you look, and you easily grab her wrists. Twisting one arm behind her, you hold her her squirming and helpless.

"The truth is that I interrupted her little bullying and hazing session earlier today," you tell Brian 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 raping bastard!" she howls, struggling to escape.

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

"Something like that," Brian answers sheepishly, obviously feeling foolish and embarrassed. You give him 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?" you ask 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," you say coldly. "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."

Your roommate looks at you with shock, as you push her squirming body towards him, forcing her to her knees as she struggles.

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

You're finding her struggles arousing despite yourself, and you see that Brian must be feeling the same way. His softened cock springs back to rampant hardness at the sight of the frantic girl forced back to her knees between his legs.

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