Chapter 13
THIS CHAPTER IS TOLD FROM THE PERSPECTIVE OF SPENCER
The week continued on and Spencer and Devante's friendship was starting to grow back into what it was before.
Spencer awoke Saturday morning horny as usual. It had been a difficult transition for him leaving his home where he would masturbate in the morning in the shower and at least once or twice at night before bed to college where he was forced to squeeze in a quick jerk whenever Devante was not there.
Rubbing his eyes he looked over to his left to see that Devante was still fast asleep. "Fuck it!" he thought to himself as he wiggle his butt and slid down his boxers under the covers.
It was not unusual for Spencer to try and rub one out before Devante woke up; sometimes he was successful and sometimes not. Today just so happened to be one of those not days. As he closed his eyes and began slide his hand up and down his shaft, memories of the previous weekend started to flood his mind. He spit into his hand and started to stroke even faster. His nuts were already pretty tight and longing to shoot off a load. As he pace quickened, he heard some rustling. He paused briefly and looked over to see Devante waking up.
He quickly turned to his side so as to hide the tenting of his sheets. As Devante stopped yawning, Spencer said "Good morning sleepy head."
Devante looked over at him. "Morning" he responded in a sleepy raspy voice. He then slid out of the bed and walked over to his closet. "You already showered?"
"Naw, I'm probably going to lay here for a couple more minutes but you go ahead." Spencer told him looking for any excuse not to have to get up and show that he dick was as hard as a broom stick.
"Alright! You hungry?"
"Yeah, I am actually. You wanna get some food after we get out the shower?"
"Ok, cool! Let me text Jeff and see if he's awake."
Devante didn't respond and just headed out of the room toward the shower. Spencer pulled up his boxers and reached over and grabbed his phone.
-You woke? (Spencer)
-Yeah, wassup (Jeff)
-Me and Devante was about to go to breakfast. Wanna come?
-Yall cool again? He ain't acting like a lil bitch anymore is he?
-Naw, he cool for right now.
-That shit was cray! He was moaning like a bitch getting a train ran on her then he gon get mad at you... WTF
-I know man, but I got to hop in the shower. You coming?
-Yeah, I guess I can go. I got a group project meeting at 1.
Spencer ran to the shower and the two of them got quickly changed. As they were finishing, Jeff knocked on the door. "Wassup yall"
"Nothing much" responded Spencer.
"Hey" Devante said dryly
"I haven't hung out with yall all week and the most I can get is a dry ass hi Devante?" Jeff responded.
"Damn, I didn't know we were best friends dude. Cool it!"
"Yall arguing already and we ain't even left the room yet. Calm down" Spencer said trying to calm down the situation.
Shortly after they left for breakfast. When they got to the dining hall, they heard this group of guys calling Devante's name. They turned and saw them waiving him over.
"Excuse me, I'll be right back" Devante said as he got up and excused himself from the table to go talk to the people calling him.
"He is such an asshole!" Jeff said.
"Why are you always so critical of him?"
"What you mean?"
"I don't think I have ever heard you say a nice thing about him."
"Yes you have!"
"When"
"Remember that time when I saw him walking back from the showers in only his towel and I text you how fine he was"
Spencer shook his head in disbelief. "You are so gay!"
"I don't deny it"
"That doesn't count though. That was about his physique not him as a person."
"Well, remember that time when I came over and you weren't there and I ended up staying and talking to him?"
"Yeah"
"Well he was pretty nice that day. He was actually cool and he opened up to me a little. But other than that he is usually a pompus jerk stupid face" and they both started laughing.
"What I miss?" Devante asked as he returned to the table to sit down.
"Oh nothing, just something stupid that Jeff was saying." Spencer said. "Who were your little fan club over there?"
"Those were just some guys I met at the Club Swimming tryouts. They were just asking me if I made the team."
"Did you?" asked Jeff already having heard from Spencer that he hadn't.
"No!"
"Oh what a shame" Jeff said almost mockingly. "I'm sure you're such a great swimmer. I hope you weren't too beat up about it"
Spener kicked Jeff under the table and shot him a look as if to say "please stop talking"
"It actually wasn't that big of a deal for me"
Then continued eating and finished to head back to the dorms. Once they arrived back at the dorms, they played the new Grand Theft Auto that just came out and a little Call of Duty. Jeff looked around their room. "This place is fucking disgusting."
"He is such a neat freak drama queen" Spencer thought to himself.
"You know you don't have to stay right? You can get out at any time" Devante said jokingly.
"Don't worry Jeff, we are actually cleaning it up today."
"Shit, I forgot about that" Devante screamed.
"I think I will take you up on that offer to leave" Jeff said looking down at his watch.
"I think I gotta run too" Devante said.
"You better sit ur ass down" Spencer threatened. "Unless you're going to get the vacuum from Lance, you're not going nowhere until this room is cleaned!" Spencer commanded as Jeff walked out the door.
"Come on man, let's just get this over with."
Spencer started grabbing his clothes off the floor and folding them as Devante started to clean up all the paper plates and chip bags that were scattered all around the room.
"Eww dude!" Devante said as he held up a half-eaten molded slice of pizza. "How long has this been here?"
Spencer burst into laughter. "I have no clue dude! What's all this stuff under yours bed? It's like a pigsty under there."
"Well if it bothers you so much then pick it up!"
Surprisingly, it did both Spencer. By no means was Spencer a clean freak but he didn't want to have half of the room clean and the other half still dirty. After Spencer finished picking up stuff on his side of the room he walked over to Devante's side of the room and grabbing stuff from under his bed. "How do you still have clean clothes? You have like a million pairs of pants under hear."
"I'm finna go and get the vaccum from Lance." Devante said as he walked out of the room. Spencer kept picking stuff up. Devante had the strangest stuff under his bed. Besides for all the clothes, there were empty water bottles, crumpled up school newspapers, a text book that he had been complaining that he had lost for the last week and tons of other stuff. Spencer thought to himself "this guy is a real slob".
As Spencer continued to clean, he could see something in the corner. He went to grab it but it was just out of reach. It looked like a sheet of paper or something, probably another useless piece of junk. He scooted a little farther under the bed to get a better hold of the paper.
As he grabbed a hold of the paper he could tell it was a photo of some sort. It wasn't until he pulled it up to face that he noticed that it was a photo of a naked guy. Looking a little closer at the picture brought terror to Spencer's face. He realized that the naked boy in the photo was him. It was the picture from his conquest box that he noticed had gone missing, but what was it doing under Devante's bed he thought to himself. He saw the photo and hit his head on the bottom of the bed out of surprise.
"Why the fuck does Devante have a naked picture of me under his bed? How did he even get this?" Just then, Devante walked back into the room.
"Having fun under there?" Devante laughs as he comes back into the room with the vacuum?"
Spencer scooted from under the bed and jumped up holding the picture in his head. "Found anything interesting just yet?" Devante asks in a snarky tone.
"Nope" Spencer replied. "Just some dirty sox and underwear... Oh and this naked picture of me!"
The look on Devante's face was priceless. It was the look that little kids get when they know they have been caught for something. "A naked picture of you" Devante repeated.
"Yeah! That's what I said isn't it?"
"Well... Uhm... Yeah, I'm just trying to figure out how a naked picture of you could get under my bed."
"So was I. Any ideas?"
"No! Where would someone even get a picture of naked from?"
"Oh I know exactly where the picture came from, it came out of my conquest box..."
"Your who?"
"My conquest box. You know how killers like to keep a reminder of the people they murder? Well I like to keep a reminder of the girls I fuck, so I take a picture of it. The girls love it! I don't show them to people, they are just for ,e as keepsakes. The question for you though is how did a picture from my conquest box that I never showed you nor gave you permission to look through get under your bed?"
"I already told you that I don't know."
"I find that hard to believe. I know I didn't put them there."
"Hold the fuck up. Are you accusing me?"
"If the shoe fits!"
"So you think I'm gay? Is that it? You're calling me gay?" Devante asked shouting at the top of his lungs. It's very likely that the entire dorm could here their conversation.
"I didn't say that at all. All I'm saying is this picture of me stroking my naked dick was casually laying under your bed and I want to know why!"
"Man, fuck this! I don't have to deal with this" Devante said pounding his fist against the wall.
"You're right you don't but that's not gonna stop me from asking you."
"I'm out of here then" Devante responded as he stomped out the room and slammed the door.
Spencer was now furious from the exchange and still just as puzzled about how the photo got under Devante's bed as when he started. Curious to see what else was under their, he kept cleaning.
Twenty minutes later, with the exception of a crusty sock that he was pretty sure Devante used when he beat off at night, there was not much more under his bed. Still angry he took out his phone and called over Jeff.
Spencer continued to clean as Jeff walked in.
"This place looks just as bad as it did when I left. I thought you guys were supposed to be cleaning up. Where is Devante anyway?"
"I don't know. He just stormed off"
"Was the room that dirty that he just had to give up?"
"No, I found this under his bed" showing Jeff the naked pic he found "and when I went to question him about it he blew up"
"Where'd he get it from?"
"I think from out of my conquest box."
"And you wondered why I told you not to bring it with you to college. You think he made copies?"
"I doubt it... I mean what would he do with them?"
"I don't know. Why did he even have it in the first place?" Both of them looked at each other. "You don't think he's gay... Do you?" Jeff asked in an almost hopeful voice.
"No... Definitely not. I'm sure has got to be something else. After all, he was a wreck after the whole blow job incident."
"I guess but I wouldn't be surprised"
Spencer thought to himself about all of the details and he even had to admit to himself that it wasn't too farfetched to believe that Devante was gay, well probably not gay but at least curious. Just then Devante walked back in the room.
"Aye Jeff can I talk to Spencer?"
"Sure! I'm not stopping you"
"No, I meant alone!"
Jeff stopped and stared at Devante before glancing over to Spencer for a sign. Spencer now wondering what would come of this conversation with Devante nodded his head to signal Jeff to leave them alone. Jeff quickly stood up and exited the room.
Devante came over and sat on his bed dropping his face into his cupped hands. "What do you want me to say" he asked.
"Don't come in here getting defensive" Spencer responded beginning to get upset again. "I don't want you to say anything but the truth!"
"Look, I'll give you the honest answer. It was in a box with a bunch of other picture that fell out of your closet one of the first nights we were here. I picked it up and saved this one for some reason. I don't know why I did it, honestly I don't, and I haven't even looked at it since but for some reason in the moment it felt like the right things to do."
Devante's story didn't totally disgust Spencer. Something about how candid it was and how uncomfortable it made Devante to even know that he had been caught intrigued Spencer.
"So do you really expect me to believe that?"
"Yeah I do, it's the truth.'
Spencer stood up and slowly started approaching Devante's bed. "So you mean to tell me that when you are stroking that black cock of yours you aren't ever thinking of this" Spencer said as he quickly yanked his shorts down revealing his beautiful cock sticking out from his neat little bush.
Devante was at a loss for words but his eyes were fixed on his roommates cock.
This has been another chapter of College Roommates Meet. I hope you like being able to see things from Spencer's perspective. I doubt I will do this very often, but based on your feedback I might try a couple different characters so let me know what you think.
As always, write to me at TomTheWriter@ymail.com and let me know what you thought of the chapter. Also, I did not forget about the character pictures, I just am still trying to find a good site to post them on as well as store other short stories and maintain a mailing list. Stay tuned for more information on that. In the meantime keep reading, cumming and writing.