Date: Fri, 29 Nov 2013 23:00:25 -0800 (PST)
From: Tom The Writer <tomthewriter@ymail.com>
Subject: College Roommate Meet Chpt 13

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.