My Roommate's Secret

All characters are 18+

Part 1 of 2

Nobody ever mentions how broke most college students are. Even with support from your parents, being an independent adult is hard work, so working every hour seems like the only option. For most of us, at least.

It was a few months into my first year of college, and other than the relentless schedule, I was having a pretty good time. The people were different here than they were back home, but I'd always been a confident guy and was quite popular back in high school, so I'd never really had much trouble in life.

I played a lot of sport, so I was in good shape, and when I was introduced to my roommate Justin, I didn't think it was possible to have gotten a better pairing.

We were very similar. Both of us played football and various other sports and we'd both grown up with a bunch of friends so there were no underlying dramas between us. It felt good to be able to simply chill out with him.

He was your typical jock type guy and the best word to describe him was beefy. He was a defensive lineman, so he was thick with muscle and admittedly, he had the body that every guy wanted. He kept his blond hair pretty messy, but other than that, the guy was flawless. It was no wonder that most of the chicks on campus had tried to get into his pants.

Justin was a year older than me at nineteen, but we got on like actual brothers. We spent most of our time discussing or watching football, wrestling or other sports, as well as hot chicks, and everything else you'd expect two sex hungry teenagers to talk about.

I had no idea at the time, that my friendship with Justin was going to change my life.

I'd gone home for the holidays, but toward the end of the break, my parents decided to go on vacation, so I was left at home alone and honestly, going from the hustle and bustle of college to the somber silence of an empty house, bored me to death, so I returned to campus a few days earlier than I had planned.

I knew Justin had only gone home for a few days so I was looking forward to catching up with him, and maybe finding a way to get some beers for the game the following day.

When I reached the dorm room I considered knocking because my hands were full of bags, but it was pretty late and I assumed that Justin would be asleep, so I opened the door carefully and crept inside.

The scene before me was one that I never expected to see. Justin certainly wasn't asleep. A large ring light was set up above his desk with his laptop open, and standing before it, my roommate was completely naked, sporting a hard on that looked like a babies arm.

My jaw dropped, and as it did, Justin instantly stopped pumping his large cock, and tried to cover it with his baseball cap. The two of us stared at each other, both of us in shock, before he reached for his laptop and slammed it shut.

"I can explain!" He barked, his face turning beet red, "it's not what it looks like".

I covered the sight with my hand and could do nothing else but laugh. Of course, I'd seen him naked before, just like he'd seen me naked, but not like this, and not with an erection.

"No need to explain, bro" I sniggered, "I should have knocked".

"I do it for the money, man" he said, still holding the cap over his junk, "I'm not gay or anything".

I hadn't even noticed that he was showing off to men, so he kinda' shot himself in the foot by explaining it to me. I simply shrugged and laughed it off as being none of my business, which it wasn't, really.

When Justin finally dressed and got into bed, I knew that there was some tension in the air, but honestly, what my roommate did in his spare time really didn't bother me. Even if he was gay, nothing would change between us.

Or so I thought.

The following day with the the game playing on his laptop and the beers flowing, I had almost completely forgotten about the night before. Justin however, hadn't.

"Look, about last night" he said, and I could tell that he was trying not to cringe.

"Forget about it, bro" I scoffed, "honestly, I don't care".

"I know, I know" he sighed, "it's just... I have to do it again tonight".

That shocked me.

"You have to?" I asked, genuinely concerned, "are you being blackmailed or some shit?"

"No, no" he said, "it's not like that. I'm making bank bro, I'm talking serious cash!"

I cocked a brow. I'd always wondered how Justin seemed to have quite a lot of money, yet unlike everyone else, he didn't work. I had just assumed his parents funded him.

"By jerking off on cam?" I asked, slightly amused.

"Pretty much" he shrugged, "they go crazy for it".

"That's pretty sweet" I said, and I was serious. Sure, he was a pretty handsome guy, but I didn't think anybody would actually pay to see his dick.

"They'd love you, too" he told me, seeming more and more eager by the second, "I bet they'd tip a lot to see us together".

I literally choked on the beer and stared at him with wide eyes as it ran down my chin.

"No! No! Not like together together, I just mean, like... Next to each other".

"You're crazy bro" I laughed wiping myself up, "but if you need some privacy, I can leave you to it tonight".

Justin considered it for a moment before shaking his head.

"You've already seen me" he told me, "you can chill here if you want, just don't make it weird".

"Bro, I'm not the one making it weird" I laughed, and the two of us continued watching the game with a strange new feeling between us.