Kyle glanced from door to door, counting upwards with the numbers on each one. "122, 123, 124 and 125." He came to a halt, double checking the paperwork he'd been sent with his billing. Pulling out his room key the 20 year old ran a hand through his salt and pepper hair, smiling nervously to himself.
This was it, his first day on the campus of the university of Stonewood. He was going to learn about magic and all it's risks and rewards, how to survive in a world full of powerful warlocks capable of turning you into a frog with a snap of their fingers. But before even thinking about that he had to deal with whoever he'd been bunked with. From what he'd picked up from people on the way his new roommate was something of a problem case, frequently having new roommates being transferred in.
Gulping Kyle unlocked the door and swung it open, immediately wrinkling his nose as a strong scent of male musk wafted out across him. The source of which becoming apparent right away as he looked around the room. Every shelf was filled with sextoys of every sort, dildos, fleshlights, onaholes, lube, analbeads and things he didn't even recognize in all sorts of outlandish colours.
And in the middle of it was a rather buff dude grunting bestially as he rammed his shaft into a fucktube. He was well built and a few years older than Kyle, and significantly older as well, by five years at least. To say nothing of the impressive 10 inch cock that was currently spearing open the small toy squeezed in his grip. He looked just on the verge of release when Kyle accidentally kicked an empty bottle of lube.
The other male stopped thrusting with a exasperated sigh, letting his gaze slide irritably over to Kyle. "What the hell do you want? I'm busy here." He grumbled, sliding the toy off his cock and tossing it aside. "And you better have a good answer or else." Pushing himself off the cumstained bed and walking past Kyle to slam the door.
Kyle couldn't help but glance down, the shaft pointing at him threateningly with a drop of pre glistening from the tip. "I-I-I'm your new roommate." He managed after a moment, eliciting a raised eyebrow and a snort of derision from the half naked mage.
"Not good enough." He said, reaching towards me and blocking out my vision with a hand like an ominous lunar eclipse.