I was twenty years old and living in my first apartment with two roommates. One was my best friend since junior high, Evan—a big, athletic hulk who played lacrosse and seemed annoyingly good at everything. He was strong, confident, and girls couldn’t get enough of him. I was the complete opposite: short, skinny, and always had been. Our other roommate, John, had moved in a few months earlier. He was cool but rarely home b...

The next morning, I woke up nestled in Evan’s strong arms, his warm body pressed against mine. His big, heavy cock was nestled between my thick ass cheeks, already half-hard and slowly rubbing against me as he shifted in his sleep. I let out a soft, needy moan and wiggled my ass back against him. “Mmmm… Evan, you awake?” I whispered. “Sorry about that,” he murmured, voice husky with sleep. “It has a mind of its own.” I sm...