My New Roommate - Part 13

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Did I feel somewhat childish crouching down between the bushes and staring out into the campus? Yes. Yes I did, but I was determined to find what I was looking for.

I could see Craig sitting opposite, blissfully unaware that my eyes had been on him for the past twenty minutes. For a while he'd been sitting with a pretty young woman, and it was clear that the two of them were dating, especially when he stuck his hand up her shirt, and she squeezed his crotch as students hurried by.

When she finally left, Craig remained on the bench and just as I was getting tired of my new James Bond style persona, it happened.

A young man scurried across campus wearing a hoodie, pulled tight around his neck. He sat down next to Craig, and it took me a moment to realise that the two were talking, even though they weren't looking at each other. It was Rex.

At first I had to laugh. It looked like they were two Russian spies, yet I soon remembered exactly why I was there in the first place.

I was too far away to hear what they were saying though, so like a snake, I slithered my way through the shrubbery until I lay on the dirt behind the bench.

"Of course he will" Rex growled.

"What if he doesn't have that type of money?" Craig replied.

"Then he'd better find a way to get it, or he can kiss goodbye to spending the rest of his life with my dumbass brother".

The two of them went silent for a moment before Rex spoke again.

"Not having second thoughts, are you?" He snarled, and Craig scoffed.

"Fuck no, I'll ruin that motherfucker if I have to".

"Good" Rex spat, "because we do have to. Marcus doesn't make empty threats, you know that as much as I do".

The name sounded familiar. As I lay there in the dirt, my mind raced until I realised where I'd heard it before. The day after I met Bradley, a young man had come to the room, and Bradley had introduced us whilst I lay half asleep in bed. Marcus was a drug dealer.

The pair of them stood up a few minutes later.

"Try get some more shit on him" Craig said, "maybe this won't be enough".

"I'll do my best" Rex replied, "but I didn't come all the way to this shitty college to come back empty handed, you promised me I'd get the money".

"And you will" Craig snapped back, "but we've got to play it smart, if Bradley finds out that the only reason you're here is to shake out his new boyfriend, what do you think he'll do?"

"Fuck Bradley" Rex snarled, "besides, it's not him I'm worried about knowing I'm here".

"Marcus won't know anything as long as you keep your head down".

"Well hurry up and get this sorted out, if I have to keep pretending to be a faggot with this guy, I'll throw up. You know I had to nut on him?"

Craig grimaced and stood up, Rex did too. The two of them shook hands and parted ways, and I remained in place, shocked.

It had been a setup all along. Rex wasn't here for Bradley, and he certainly wasn't interested in me, not in the way he'd suggested, anyway. Craig had told him to come here, he'd told him that I would be an easy target.

I clenched my jaw, and my fists. They were about to find out just how much of an easy target I was.

"Brad, I need to talk to you" I said, pushing open the door to our room.

Bradley stood in just his underwear, and a smile lit his face for a moment, before disappearing entirely.

"Oh no" he almost winced, "I can explain".

My eyes scanned his beautiful nudity for a moment, before narrowing.

"You can explain?" I asked, becoming slightly nervous.

"Sit down, Lemon" he groaned, and took me by the shoulders, sitting me on the bed.

"I was going to tell you sooner".

I stared at him. This was not going how I planned for it to go.

"What is it?"

He squirmed before me, looking around the room as though it would help him to confess his crimes, and then crouched down and put his hands on my knees.

"I'm sorry Lemon" he sighed, and Rex's words rushed back through my head.

Had Bradley gotten bored of me? Had he moved on to someone else? My stomach began to churn.

"What is it, Bradley?"

"It's uh..." He was beginning to sweat. "It's uh... I um..."

"Just spit it out!" I said, rather harshly.

"I ate your cake" he groaned, and I stared at him.

"I know I got it for you" he almost wept, "but you went out and it... It just looked so good, and I was hungry, and..."

I leaned forward and kissed him deeply. It took a moment before he realised what was happening, and kissed me back. God, I loved him.

His strong hands immediately slid up my t-shirt, then fumbled with the waistband of my pants. I needed to tell him.

He stripped me to my underwear in seconds, before pulling his own down and releasing his large, perfect cock.

"Now it's time for your dessert" he smirked, and grabbed his pole in his fist.

He reached for the back of my head, pulling me closer to his muscular body and allowing his scent to wash over me. He rubbed his cock across my lips, and his taste made me weak with pleasure. I wanted him as badly now as I had ever wanted him.

He slipped it between my lips, gasping as he rolled it across my tongue, and I sucked it like it was the last cock I'd ever suck. Perhaps it was, or his one anyway.

"Wait" I breathed, feeling my own one swell between my legs, "I... I need to tell you something".

Bradley glanced down at me like a lost puppy, and I wondered if this was going to be the end of everything. I felt my heart quicken, and hurt. The last thing in the world I wanted to do was upset him, but I'd already allowed this to go on long enough.

"It's about Rex" I sighed.