Southern Dormmate (Extended)

You didn't know what was happening with your dormmate. He'd taken spring break down south. Ever since returning, he seemed obsessed with being as rural as possible, but not how you expected. It started with the ballcap he now wore everywhere, covering his consistently shaven head. He had been so proud of his hair before, you could have never imagined him being a skinhead. He wasn't originally from the south, but had adopted a southern drawl that you didn't know how he had picked up so fast. He'd quickly grown out a scruffy beard that had a dusty color, and from what you could tell, it matched the body hair you saw forming under his clothes. 

You didn't need to guess anymore once he completely stopped wearing anything in your room. He now looked years older than when you first met him, but nobody else seemed to care. You didn't know how he could have changed almost overnight, but even stranger than his appearance was his change in attitude. He'd previously been a hardass scholar, never caring about anything but his grades, but now he had the friendliness of southern hospitality.

He was much more easier to talk to, but with his now hollow voice and dim eyes it was never anything deep. You never saw him going to class anymore, instead spending the entire day laying about almost as if waiting for you to return. You'd started avoiding the dorm, worried something would happen the way he looked at you with the stare of a farm animal. Finally one morning, it did.

You woke to the feeling of your cock being worshipped by a mouth, along with a heavy weight pinning your legs down to your bed. You jolted up, finding him savoring your morning wood, his tongue working around your shaft making your body twitch in pleasure. You tried to get him to stop, but placing your hands on his head only made him go harder. It felt too good, and you couldn't stop yourself from shoving his head further onto your cock as you came. 

He moved back over to his bed finally satisfied. You had little time to think about the situation as you finished the rest of the morning, rushing to get to your first class. Even after that, you kept pushing the memory out of your head, spending the whole day out of the dorm until you knew you needed to head back to your bed. As you walked back, you finally pondered the situation, wondering what you should do about it. Should you tell him not to? What if he tried anyway? Was there really any harm done?

You felt you had enough resolve to confront him, at least until you got in the room. The moment you had stepped in he kneeled on the floor in front of you, pulling your pants down to get to your cock. He pushed you against the door, diving in quickly using his lips to make you hard. There was nothing you could do as you squirmed in ecstasy, your body enjoying it too much to fight back. You had no recourse as he pushed you over to your bed, forcing you to reach climax and release into him. You passed out with him nested between your legs, your groin cradling his face. 

His advances had become common habit and there was nothing you could do. He started worshipping the rest of your body with his hands and mouth, tweaking your nips, learning your sensitive spots. You couldn't control your voice as he made you gasp, his tongue sensual on your skin. He took his time, making you miss your own classes as he was able to keep you disposed for as long as he liked. You were putty in his hands, allowing him to bend your legs in the air when he pressed his face into your ass for the first time. 

You felt his wet tongue shoving spit against your hole, the cold touch sending shivers to your core. It made you more aroused than you could have ever imagined, your cock almost feeling pain as he expertly worked deeper. In moments you were relaxed and loose, allowing him to do whatever he wanted down there, not caring what happened to your body as long as you could live in this sensation forever. 

You had your eyes shut when he retracted, not able to see his body moving up against the back of your legs. Your eyes opened when you felt his weight pressing you further down into the bed, moving your feet closer to the wall behind you. Then you felt his cock, a hot stiff member parting your crack. It slid between your cheeks easily from the amount of spit he'd deposited, arriving to the bottom of the crevice. Your muscles tensed on reflex, but your hole was too loose to do anything, allowing every inch of his rod to insert itself deep inside you.

The action was glorious; you'd never felt anything like it. It was as if a gold bar had been placed into your cavity radiating waves of pleasure through your entire being. Your cock jumped to attention, immediately dripping precum from its tip to fall onto your midriff. You'd grown so used to being his toy that you let it happen, allowing you to lose yourself to the feelings of affection and belonging coursing through your system.

You didn't care that he was using you. Your body was in heaven, your mind in bliss as he toyed with your reflexes from within you. He was quickly able to make you climax, your dick his toy as he forced it to shoot across your body. You were helpless as he made you cum several more times, a hot stew dripping from your stomach before he finally unloaded into your ass.

You were too exhausted to care about the mess, your body spent. You passed out with him still on top of you, his tongue cleaning your body as you relived the experience over and over in your head.

You no longer had any withholdings about being with him in your room. You barely left it anymore, wanting to spend every waking moment there with him. Even on the days you made it to class, your mind was still there, playing the scenes in your head. Now every time you walked back into your dorm, you dropped your pants on instinct, allowing him to quickly bend you over the bed and send your mind into euphoria. 

You didn't last the rest of college, moving out with him to some farm in the rural south. It wasn't long until you adopted his appearance and mannerisms, wondering what good all the smarts and uptightness could have done for you. Here you were happy, used as he willed, heading to sleep each night with cum on your stomach and his load in your ass.