Betrayed

For those of you who have ever been caught masturbating, you will appreciate this story.

I had just turned 18, in my first year of college at a very conservative school. I had been given permission to live off campus, my goal being to save money by sharing with a roommate. The house was small, two bedrooms, one bath, very reasonable priced. All I had to do was find a roommate that could pay his portion of the rent. I put up a notice in the student lounge that day after signing the lease and within hours had several responses. I decided to do interviews that Friday after class, each interview 30 mins apart, a total of 3 hours, having 6 applicants. The interviews all went well and I informed Nils, the last guy interviewed, that I was going to have a hard time choosing as everyone seemed trustworthy and all seemed like they would be easy to live with. Nils asked if he increased his rent portion by $100 a month, and he would pay 3 months in advance, would I choose him? He really wanted to get off campus, having spent his first year on site. He said he would get the cash from the bank before closing so he could start moving in that night. I, of course, accepted his offer. True to his word, he bought the cash over, started and finished moving in that night. The next morning I got up around 9am and found Nils in the kitchen drinking coffee in his boxers.

Nils was 100% Swedish, blonde, green eyes, smooth skin, athletic, handsome 21 years old. We made small talk, then he got up to take a shower. I admired his body, but was careful not to look too much. I heard him finish his shower and he came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. His wet skin accentuated his muscles, again I tried not to look. The following months we got to know each other better and I found him pleasant enough, but he seemed cautious around me, coming across as a very macho straight type of guy. I felt he suspected that I might be gay as he was always talking about his girlfriend and how he loved to fuck her. I went along with his banter of sexual escapades detailing explicit intercourse between the two, but I guess I came across as unsure of the specifics of intercourse he described. He once asked me a question about a woman’s g-spot, the manner in which I used it to get a woman off. I screwed up my answer badly, showing I had no idea where it was or any other thing about it. After that he knew I was a virgin and probably gay. I was upset that I did not know the answers to his questions and worried what might happen if he found out I was gay. I was never tormented in high-school, but my good friend was and I did not want to go through the hell he experienced. He would tell me what the jocks routinely did to him and I was so scared I might be the target of that same cruelty if they even thought we were friends. I was ashamed I did not stand up for him, but he seemed to understand what the cost would be for me and let me off the hook for my cowardly inactions. Not knowing the answer to Nil’s question, it was now his mission to teach me about the specifics of how to fuck a woman, showing me porn magazines and videos on techniques. I went along with his “tutoring”, thinking since he knew I was a virgin, perhaps he would not question the gay portion of my secrets. Hearing him masturbate in his room, would always get me horny and I would masturbate thinking how he fucked. He was usually loud enough with his stroking, groans and his climax, that I did not need to imagine too much.

Around Thanksgiving he told me he would be spending the weekend with his girlfriend on a ski trip. I had decided to stay home, due to finances and go home for Christmas. I would have five days by myself to do as I wish. I was looking forward to my time alone. That Thanksgiving week, Nils confided in me he was not going to masturbate until the trip, to make the sex with his girlfriend that much more intense, he really wanted to make the sex amazing. The third day, Tuesday, of not masturbating, Nils was becoming edgy and irritable. I half jokingly told him perhaps he should jack off to help his disposition. He apologized for being an ass and said he would do better. He expressed that he was just so horny, but he only had one day left before he would be able to fuck his brains out and his girlfriend’s. He said he had never even gone one day without cumming, sometimes releasing his stress 2 to 3 times in a day. Wednesday evening came and Nils and his girlfriend departed for their ski adventure. Finally, after 2 months I had the house to myself and I had planned my own agenda. I, like Nils, had also refrained from jacking off, but I had gone 5 days, with the exception of a wet dream 2 nights before. I was climbing the walls, I was so horny. I went downtown to the video store and visited the adult section. This would be my first time at watching actual porn.