I rolled my eyes at Drew. He was my first ever roommate in my first year of college and he was a pain in the ass. He was your typical jock; big, hairy, annoying. He had messy blond hair with green eyes and thick scruff. He was six-foot-five and built like a brick wall.
"C'mon," He teased, spreading out his hands.
I opened my book, making it a point to ignore him, only for a crumpled ball of paper to bounce off the top of my head.
"Are you five?" I asked, raising my head to see him smiling like a dumbass.
"It's kinda fun to bother you," He confessed with ease, shrugging his shoulders.
I looked to his friend who was watching the exchange with an equally dumb smile and said, "You better hope his intrinsic pussy repellent isn't contagious."
The friend gave Drew a knowing smile and I sobered. I felt the air shift.
"Sorry," I murmured, mentally kicking myself.
The teacher walked in to begin the class, saving me.
To be honest I was naturally adverse to Drew. It was ingrained in me from high school. Back then he'd be one of my bullies.
I was short and lean but thin. I had long, messy black hair. I dressed in all black and wore chains around my throat and wrists. I painted my face deathly white with black eye makeup and lipstick. I also had a plethora of facial and ear piercings.
I was told I was handsome without the makeup. I had an oval shaped face with cute lips and big blue eyes. I didn't present myself the way I did to be attractive, though. I did it to be myself.
Drew, however, would have been attractive no matter what. He had a strong, square jaw with a masculine nose and plump lips. He had thick eyebrows above piercing eyes with long lashes. He wasn't just attractive, he was beautiful.
That evening Drew had practice that ended at six so I had a full hour to nut up and take my T shot. I had just gotten out of the shower and wore boxer shorts with a loose tank top. I hadn't had any surgeries but my breasts were, luckily, naturally small. I sat down on the bed with the needle in my fist. I took the fat of my thigh in my hand and just stared down at it.
Frustration pooled in my stomach. I'd always been afraid of needles. I hated it. I'd tried everything; therapy, walking around the house holding a needle, watching medical shows, practicing on silicone. Everything.
I touched the needle to my skin and shivers ran through my body. I snatched it away. Everything inside me felt wrong.
In anger I emptied the needle back in the bottle. I texted my mom.
"Awe, baby. I wish I could come to you every week. Is there a nurse?"
"I don't feel comfortable."
"Maybe just talk to them first, get comfortable with them before you ask them to do the shot."
"Np, baby. You take care. I love you."
My face fell into my hand. I let out a long sigh. I felt like a fucking child.
Suddenly the door opened and I turned to Drew, my eyes wide like a deer in headlights. He looked at me, then the bedside table.
"You're diabetic?" He asked.
I paused. I averted my gaze from him, biting my lip. I could have easily confirmed that was the case but...
His eyes were soft, gentle. It made me squirm.
"I know we don't have much in common but that doesn't mean we can't be friendly."
"I'm sorry. You're a nice guy I'm just jaded."
"That's alright. You want to tell me the problem? Maybe I can help."
"I'm trans... and afraid of needles."
"Ouch. Bad luck," He raked his hand through his hair.
"Why are you home so early?"
"Fight broke out. Justin fucked Alex's girlfriend. I went home. I don't have the patience for dick swinging."
I chuckled, "That's fair."
"Listen, my sister is diabetic and I've given her injections. I can do that for you if you want."
As I drew it into the needle he sat down beside me. I could feel his warmth emanating from him like a furnace. I pointed him to where he needed to inject it and his hot, firm hand wrapped around my thigh. Butterflies fluttered in my stomach.
"Lie down. Tell me how classes are going."
I did as he said. As I told him about my favorite class I felt a pressure on my thigh but I kept talking, squinting my eyes shut.
Soon he was finished and he dropped the needle in the sharps container. I took in a slow, deep breath as he laid beside me, propping himself up on his elbow as his fingers ran up and down my arm. Stars danced in my vision as my mind clouded with static. He just sat there with me, comforting me.
"Are you feeling alright?" I could hear genuine concern in his voice.
"Yeah, I just need a sec. Thanks."
"It's no problem. I'm afraid of spiders. I'd hate if I had to hold one a week."
I smiled, "I have a pet tarantula back home."
I grinned. As I took in his warm expression my smile faded. The silence was comforting. His hand moved from my arm to cup my cheek, sending tingles down my neck. My breathing stopped. With my eyes I begged him to kiss me and as though he could read my mind he pressed his soft lips against mine. His strong hands repositioned me so he could comfortably hover over me. I tangled my fingers in his hair. I whimpered as his lips trailed down my jaw to kiss my neck.
He hushed me, his breath fanning out over my neck, "They can't know."
He locked eyes with me, waiting for hesitation as he slipped my shirt over my head. I eased off my shorts as he took off his clothes. He grabbed me and guided me onto his lap. His tongue massaged mine as he played with my clit. It took everything I had not to moan, instead I grinded against his hand. Soon I was dripping wet and his fingers were slipping in and out of my needy pussy. He pulled away. I watched as he gripped his massive, throbbing cock in his fist.
He lined the head of his cock up with my opening and my core stiffened. As he entered me, stretching my pussy, I collapsed against him, my hips grinding against his.
"You're so fucking tight."
His nails dug into my ass as our bodies writhed against each other in tandem. We locked eyes. He gripped my waist and let me lean back to roll my hips as he thrust his cock into me repeatedly. I could see on his face the agony that came with his silence. His hands squeezed my ass and soon I could see how close he was. I flattened my hands on his chest and guided him onto his back.
I kissed down his chest and took his cock into my mouth, gripping the base as I sucked the head. Slowly I sucked him as I massaged his balls. He pulled my hair, his mouth agape as he thrust his cock down my throat. When I felt him nearing his peak I let him go. He whimpered in agony as I kissed his thighs.
I climbed atop him and eased his cock into me. Flattening my hands against his chest I rode him, my T-dick grinding against his groin every time I slammed down onto him. He reached up to hold my face in his palm. I kissed the apple of his thumb.
As I took his cock I fell into a trance, lost in his deep green eyes. I felt him in my stomach. It was when he covered his mouth, his other hand gripping the blankets that my own orgasm crept up to me. I collapsed onto him. I growled as he filled me with cum, my pussy contracting around his cock and my vision filling with stars. My body went limp against his hard muscles. He kissed the top of my head and laid his big, reassuring hands on my back.
I got out of the shower. After he'd fucked me I figured I could dress in front of him instead of taking my clothes into the bathroom.
Stepping into the bedroom I saw that he was waking up. I dropped the towel and he opened his eyes to watch as I took my clothes out of the dresser. He got out of bed. I stuck my ass out as I bent to lay out the clothes across the foot of the bed but as I began to straighten I felt his hand flat against my back, forcing me to stay bent over the bed.
"I have to get to class."
"So you thought you could just tease me?"
"Maybe," I said, wiggling my ass against his erection.
He slapped the head of his cock against my asshole and my body shivered, "I'm fucking this hole tonight," He promised.
The head of his cock nestled between my folds and I felt his fist against my pussy with each stroke he made as he pleased himself.
"You're going to make me go to class wet," I whined.
"You're going to go to class with my cum dripping out of you."
He picked up the pace. I knew he could feel how badly I needed him to penetrate me. I was still sore but all I wanted was to feel his massive cock hammering against my G spot. I moved back just enough so that the tip of his dick entered me. I whimpered with need.
He took a fistfull of my hair and pulled, forcing my head to cock back. He growled profanities under his breath as he came. I whimpered in shock as he plunged himself into me, thrusting only a few times before I was filled with his hot cum. He then kissed between my shoulder blades.
"You're gonna spend all day feeling me inside you. If you clean yourself up you're going to get a spanking. Then tonight I'm going to use your ass."
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