I climbed out of the shower, stepping into the steamy dorm bathroom as drops ran down my body and onto the mat below. I did my best to dry off quickly, the cold wet air perking my small boobs and giving me goosebumps everywhere. I wrapped a towel around my body and took a deep breath. The handle twisted, and I stepped out to see him standing by his bed, towering over me, a wet spot still on his jeans where I had sat with my head on his shoulder just 20 minutes before.

“Feeling better?” He looked down at me as I approached my dresser.

“Yeah- I feel so bad. I.. I was just in a weird place” I said.

“I’ll say” he said, smiling.

“You know what I mean.” I smiled too. His was warm and inviting like a fireplace by a misty beach. “With him, I mean. Nobody should have to untie their roommate”

“You’d do the same for me” he replied, watching me go through my drawers. Not sure I would, I thought, then pushing the thought out of my mind.

“Look, I..” “We can’t be doing anything” He cut me off. Sam’s voice was deep, like sweet molasses, a hint of sophistication that he hid well. “We’re roommates and this is hard to explain if we end up having to change rooms. It’s not a good idea to risk it. I’m also, if you didn’t know, seeing someone, and..” he paused “she’s not thrilled about me having a secret girl roommate.”

I looked at him, My heart rate quickened- did.. was he worried about liking me? Did he like me? My mind raced as I thought about what to say. Do I push it? Do I confess I like him? He probably knows. He has to.

“Does nothing mean we can’t look?” I said.

What? What the hell was that? What does that even mean? My argument with what my own mind blurted out was Interrupted by him taking 2 steps and standing in front of me. We’d be nose to nose if he wasn’t almost a foot and a half taller than me, my eyes were barely at his chest, a light cologne filled my nose on inhale and I froze. He was so close. I could feel him, his chest moving up and down with each of his breaths.

“You want to look?” He said, meeting my eyes when I glanced up.

“Y.. yeah” I said, trying to be confident. He reached and undid my towel, dropping it to the floor, his finger coming so close to my boobs but moving the towel instead.

“On your knees.” He said calmly- I dropped. “Hands by your sides.” I did as I was told. His shirt came off, he unbuckled his belt and slid his pants down and off. I came face to face with it. I looked up at him for a glance and then back at his semi-hard 9” cock. My heart raced, I swear I could feel heat coming off it. On my knees I had to look up to see but it felt as big as my head. As long as my arm. It wasn’t that it was big it just felt.. manly. Like the rest of him it was just heavy and could build me a house and a nice deck. I didn’t notice that a bit of drool ran out of my mouth and down my chin, dropping onto my bare legs. I finally looked up after staring at it, him looking down at me with the morning light shining around him through the drawn blinds.

I leaned forward and stuck out my tongue, opening wide and felt his hand on my jaw- he stopped me and gently guided me back. His massive hands stretched almost from ear to ear and it was everything to not beg him to wrap it around my neck- he moved me away and let his hand trail off my chin and dipped his thumb into the side of my mouth before pulling it away.

“Looking- no touching” he said, smiling slyly before walking back over to his side of the room and sliding on gym shorts, the outline clearly visible in them. I stayed frozen, my knees on my towel, small bit of drool on my chin, legs slightly apart and staring at him. He turned around to look at me, sitting in his chair. He leaned back, but his hands on the back of his head and took me in from across the room. I spread my legs slightly, dropping my hips a little and scooting so my back was against the side of my bed, moving my hands to the inside of my thigh.

He watched as I got closer, never breaking his eye contact as I slowly worked toward my bald pussy. I touched it slightly and my tiny body shivered, I didn’t know how needy I felt until that moment. I fell onto my fingers and watched his eyes and he watched me, them drifting from my face to my boobs to between my legs, back to my face. I moved my hips and started letting out little tiny moans as I got close to making myself cum, my eyes closing briefly as I thought to myself I couldn’t believe what I was doing. I opened my eyes and saw his outline through his boxers and his huge arms and I came, I melted on my knees, my legs going wide open and ending up fully on the ground, panting.

He stood up and walked over to me, still watching me breathe hard and my head spinning from everything. Sam looked down at me, smiling “You have class in a bit, best get ready.”