None of my roomies had appeared by the time I finished unpacking. Packing and unpacking is my kind of thing. So, I took my time making sure all my stuff were not lying around. I also rearranged ‘my little corner’ of the room.
I was trying to decide what to do next, where to go or whether to stay in and catch a nap when there was a slight knock on the door.
“Yeah, it’s open,” I yelled in order to be heard by whoever it was outside. I hoped it was none of the porters coming to check and make sure I had not smuggled any prohibited item into the room. I quickly scanned the room, satisfied nothing untoward was in sight. “You can come in. The door is opened.” I repeated when it became obvious whoever it was on the other side had not heard my initial response.
After a few seconds the knock was repeated. I sighed, got up from the bed and went to open the door.
My heart fluttered and my tongue went dry as sweat began to break out from my armpits. I stood there stunned and rooted to the spot, looking moronically at the face of the fellow who stood at the door. We stared at each other for a while and I was eventually forced to avert my gaze. It was so unexpected the sight which accosted me. Standing before me was a boy who was almost as tall as the door frame. He was slim, but only because he was still in his teenage years. He had the body of a budding athlete, with potential to pack muscles in future. The boy had on a headphone, which was why he had not heard me yell. I could not speak and it was not until he removed his headphone and introduced himself that the spell he had over me was broken.
Oh my God! How was I going to keep myself from myself with him in the same room. He was beautiful. I have seen the guy of my dreams.
I extended my hands, sure in the knowledge that I cannot trust myself to speak yet. I retreated into the room leaving the door open so he could come in.
“Errr…I have been wondering if I was going to be occupying the room alone all session. My mouth was all over the place, I needed to keep talking to regain my composure…but, my mouth couldn’t find the right words for the thoughts been processed by my brain. I knew I wanted to get inside of the pants of my roommate, one look at him at the door had convinced me of that. But, I knew that wasn’t a good idea. Not when I don’t know how he is going to take it. One thing I was sure of though is that my heart was thumping so hard it was difficult to breathe.
My roomie was the man of my dreams. That thought kept ringing in my head, the scenes playing before my eyes. He was perfect. The frame, the face and even the voice. Someone that size was going to pack enough down there. Thinking about the size of his penis as I made my way back to the bed was enough to make my heart skip several beats.
I looked him over again. He was indeed perfect.
“You are welcome. It is nice to have someone to talk to. Someone apart from myself for the past three hours.”
“Traffic was bad. Plus, I had to run around getting my fees paid and my registration completed. Was unable to finish it though. Well, here we are…” He dropped his bag on the bed nearest the door, “I see you have already made yourself comfy.” He was standing leaning against the window burglary frame. In that posture, all I could see and concentrate on was the bulge evident from his pant fronts. It was all I could do to tear my eyes away.
This was going to be difficult. Very difficult. It may also end very badly. What will I do for a whole session, indeed my whole time in the school with him around?
My sexual urge was at its most uncontrollable. I had starved myself of sex of any kind for a long time, and now all my hormones were going ballistic.
“Your name is Tunji, right?” I pretended to be looking for something under my bed in order to avoid looking at him again. “What course?”
“Yes. Micro-biology.”
“Micro-biology!”
“Yes, any problem?”
Talk about coincidences.
“No, no. It is just that we are in the same boat from now on.”
“What does that mean?” Tunji’s voice took on a tinge of suspicion as he asked the question. I shot him a quick glance, he was waiting for my response with a quizzical look on his face.
“I am studying the same course. So, that is what I meant. Nothing sinister or …..”
“Okay. I don’t care for sinister,” he interrupted. “This is school, the university. I am ready for anything. I have never shrank away from an adventure in my life.” He rewarded me with a divine smile.
I realized with a sudden sense of shock that I had been twisting the pendant hanging from my neck unconsciously….
Oh! Did I say this was going to be difficult?