HIS FORBIDDEN OBSESSION

CALEB'S POV I pushed the door to the room open and I walked in, dragging my suitcase sluggishly behind me. It took several seconds for my eyes to roam round the room and notice how big and spacey the room was. And then my eyes landed on the person lying on the bed. I froze as my suitcase hit the floor with a loud thud. I let go of it. Of course, I had a roommate, every student had a roommate, I had to deal with it if I wanted to stay in the school dorm. But nothing had prepared me for him … I gulped as I walked closer to the bed, my eyes fixed on his massive bulge. It was early in the morning, so his body was just reacting as usual, but why the hell was he lying here in just boxers? I've been struggling with my feelings for a while, trying to deny this part of myself, but the more I stared, and the more I tried to look away, my eyes kept getting dragged back to his bulge. I walked away, I tried to unload my suitcase and arrange my side of the room, but it didn't long for me to give up fighting. I walked over to his bed, my heart pounding so hard, I half expected it to jump right out of my chest. ‘No one is going to know, this is your only chance to know how it feels …’ I thought as I got closer to him until I was standing between his outstretched legs. I leaned down, watching him carefully. I couldn't see his face clearly because he had his hand over it, and I was scared to move his hand. All I noticed were his lips, and his hair … I dragged in a deep breath, and got on my knees, my heart beating even faster, this time in excitement. I couldn't stop myself, I wanted to taste him, I wanted to feel his c**k hit my throat, just this once… I got on my knees, my hands moved shakily as I slowly grabbed hold of his boxers and pulled them down, his c**k sprang free and my throat went dry. He was so big, my mouth watered at the pre-c*m licking from the tip of his c**k. I bent my head and licked it off, before sliding my mouth slowly down his c**k. I let out a moan, and began to move, slowly at first as my head bobbed up and down, it felt so good. The room was soon filled with slurpy sounds. Was it my imagination or was his c**k getting harder in my mouth and I could have sworn he stirred. But I couldn't stop, I didn't want to. What would anyone say if they could see me now? Shame washed over me, but I didn't stop until c*m shot into my mouth and I swallowed every single drop. I pulled his boxers back on and got to my feet, and stumbled backwards. He hadn't moved once, and he was still in the same position. I basically just assaulted a stranger. I couldn't stay in this room anymore. Even if he didn't know, there was no way I could stay in this room every day, talking to him, looking at him, knowing I did something terrible to him. I grabbed my suitcase and fled the room and made my way to the Student housing to request a change of rooms. I got another room, and I was relieved not to find another guy lying in bed just in boxers in that room. My mom called later in the evening to ask if I had settled in alright. “I'm okay, mom. You don't have to worry about me, I'm not a child anymore,” I mumbled. “Yeah, right. So, why don't you have a girlfriend? You're twenty-three, Cal, how come you've never had a girlfriend?” she sneered. My heart skipped a beat, it was too bad … “I don't need a girlfriend, mom. I just want to give you a better life. I'm focused on being successful so I can …” “Ugh, whatever, I don't want to hear it again. And remember why you've been able to get this scholarship, honey. You should visit your uncle later. Don't forget that. You have to thank him personally.” A sharp pain went through my chest at the mention of my uncle and my palms turned sweaty. Yeah, I had no choice. If I said no, I would have to tell her why I was refusing, and I couldn't tell her without revealing the truth about who I really was too. “I will, mom, I have to go. My roommate just walked in.” I mumbled and ended the call before she could say anything else. ~~~~~~~ I had been unwilling to come, I thought as I stood outside my uncle’s house. It was a familiar sight but one that filled me with dread. I didn't want to be here or ever see him again, but I had no choice, and I had no idea what to expect. I haven't seen my uncle in years after what happened. Why did he suddenly ask me to move to New York and offer to pay my college tuition fee? I guess I would know when I saw him. I walked slowly to the front door and knocked, my heart was beating rapidly against my chest now as I waited. I waited a few more minutes, but there was no answer. I finally pushed the door, and it opened. I walked in, past the hallway into the living room. Little had changed, I thought as I looked around. Naturally, I walked up the stairs near the end, finding my way to the room I stayed in when I lived there. The door was open when I got there, and I walked gingerly in, but there was no one in the room. It was obvious there was someone else staying in the room too, from the clothes strewn around and the decor, it was certainly a guy around my age too. Did I walk into the wrong house? I couldn't bring myself to call my uncle, and I didn't ask my mom if he moved, I just came straight here. What if someone else lived here now? I was still looking around when I heard shuffling behind me, I realized that the shower had been on in the bathroom and it had just turned off. I turned around as quickly as I could, my heart hammering against my chest, and came face to face with a guy definitely around my age. He had a towel hanging low around his waist, his hair and torso were dripping wet, and my c**k went hard as my eyes traveled up to his face. “Who the hell are you?”