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...oh, but I want to make this much
crystal clear: Any resemblances to
anyone
or anything are purely coincidental. And, always practice safe sex.
It's taken four months to finish,
but...I finally have Chapter 6 ready
for your
viewing pleasure. NOTE: You guys will want to read
Chapter 5 (Cliffhanger Part 1) so that you know exactly what's going on
here.
Will Chris be raped, or
will Mack and Alex find him
and rescue him in time? Chris has never been fucked before, so it would
make
for one hell of a first time for that to happen if they're too late...
My Roommate Chris (Chapter 6 /
Cliffhanger, Part 2 of 2)
By Mike K.
mike_k20@hotmail.com
CHRIS'S
POV
I told
Daryl where my room was on our way to Daryl's truck. I can remember
getting in,
and shortly after pulling out of our parking spot, I must have passed
out,
because the next that I remember, I wasn't in the truck.
MACK'S
POV
Alex left
the keys to her car with Ryan, then headed to my car with me.
Once we
were both in, I said to her, "I wonder if we should find out where
Daryl's
room is as opposed to just checking my room."
"You
think Daryl will take Chris to his own room and not to yours?"
"No
- I don't think it'd make sense for Daryl to drug Chris and then take
him to
our own room."
"Well,
how are we...wait a minute."
"What?"
"Matt...I
remember Matt telling me a few days ago about this guy Daryl he'd slept
with.
I-I don't know if it'd be the same Daryl, but if it's not, Chris'll be
fucked."
"Well,
call Matt and see if you can find out."
"You
don't need to tell me twice."
Before
Alex could do that, however, her phone rang.
"Dammit..."
she muttered. "Hello?"
I then
heard a loud, slurred girl's voice. I briefly turned toward Alex and
saw her
holding her phone away from her, then pulling it back to talk.
"Dammit,
I can't talk right now, Melanie!" Then she hung up. I couldn't help but
laugh.
"Drunk
bitch..." Alex muttered as she dialed Matt's number. Unfortunately,
Matt
didn't answer.
"He's
not answering. He must've gone to sleep."
"Well,
keep trying. Maybe you'll wake him up."
Sure
enough, when Alex tried the second time, Matt answered. I told Alex to
put her
phone on speaker.
"Mmmm...what
is it?"
"Matt,
you know that guy Daryl you told me about the other day? Was he Daryl
Anderson?"
"Uhhh..yeah,
why?"
I sighed
with relief.
"Earlier,
Zack and I had gone with Chris, his roommate Mack, and a few other guys
to this
club The Tropical Moon. Chris ran into Daryl there. Then there were
these guys
fighting out on the dancefloor, and while that was going on, Daryl put
some
kinda drug in Chris's drink."
I could
hear Matt gasp at that.
"Yeah.
Chris had some of his drink..he became groggy, Daryl offered to give
him a
ride, and they left together."
"Okay...so..what'd
you call me for?"
"We're
thinking Daryl's taking Chris to his own room. Do you know where
Daryl's room
is?"
"Yeah.
It's on the first floor of Hecht Hall, number 114."
"Okay,
thanks. If we hurry, we might be able to catch up to Daryl in time."
"I
hope so. Should I call the cops?"
"Ryan's
already doing that."
"Okay."
"Hey...sorry
if we woke you up," I said.
"Pffft..that's
okay."
"Alright,
bye," Alex said.
"Bye."
And with
that, we continued to speed down the road into the night.
CHRIS'S
POV
I felt as
though I was being shaken slightly. I wanted to rub the sleep out of my
eyes,
but I found that I couldn't. My right arm was stretched, and when I
tried
pulling it back, I couldn't. Then I saw that my wrist was cuffed to a
bed.
Looking at the other arm, I saw that it was cuffed too. I became aware
of rope
around my ankles. Obviously, I couldn't move my legs, either. I turned
my head
and saw Daryl standing next to the bed - naked. It then occurred to me
that I
wasn't wearing anything, either.
"Daryl?
What the hell's going on?"
"Well,
let's see. You're naked and tied to my bed, I'm standin' here naked..."
I
saw him point his dick, which looked like it was fully hard, at me with
his
hand. "...and about to stick this..." He bobbed his dick up and down.
"...where it belongs."
"Stick
that where it be..." I paused. With me being face down, it was dawning
on
me what he intended to do to me. "Y..you're GAY?!"
"Yup."
"What
the hell, did you put somethin' in my drink back at the club?"
"Just
a sleeping pill. But I woke you up because I wanted you awake when I'd
fuck
you."
He
started moving to get onto the bed, but I wanted to know why he was
doing this.
"Whoa, whoa, wait a second...why're you doin' this to me, man? We used
to
be buds." That was sort of true - our senior year, we had started
growing
apart, but otherwise, we'd hung out pretty often before I started at
Miami.
"How
long do you think I've been hiding the fact that I'm gay, man? I've had
to keep
it in since back in high school. I used to think about stickin' my dick
in you
all the time, but I couldn't bring myself to do anything about it."
I just
looked at him in shock, not sure if I could believe what I was hearing.
"Then
I saw you at the club...and I just, I had to grab you. I put one of my
pills
that I'm taking for insomnia in your drink, then waited to make my
move. The
rope, the cuffs...some guy I was with just after Thanksgiving left 'em
here."
I tried
stalling. "You didn't have to hide that you were gay, Daryl. You
could've
told me. It don't bother me at all."
"You
don't understand. My mom and dad are always sayin' shit about gays. I
can't
have them find out that I'm gay."
"I'm
surprised that you even sleep with other guys if you don't want people
to know
that you're gay. An-and speaking of that...if you're sleepin' with
other guys,
what do you need me for?"
"Those
other guys can't compare to you. You've gotta have a nice tight ass to
go with
all those muscles you got." Stroking himself again, he added,
"yeah...I'm done talkin'. It's time that ass got fucked."
Shit...I
felt like there wasn't anything I could do now other than try to get
free or
just give up and let him have his way with me - and I wasn't about to
just give
up. I thrashed about, trying to break out of even the rope, but to no
avail.
Then Daryl hit me hard on the back, probably to get me to stop moving.
I could
feel him straddle me and then felt a hard, wet cock - Daryl had taken
the time
to grease himself with lube while I was trying to get free - between my
ass
cheeks. He'd put a hand around my waist to position himself when all of
a
sudden I heard a loud sound of something hitting a door. It seemed like
someone
had forced their way into Daryl's room.
"What
the hell was that?" Daryl shouted.
"HELP!"
I shouted. Whomever had broken in could get me out of this.
Unfortunately, my
shout drew Daryl's attention back to me, and he started positioning
himself
again.
MACK'S
POV
Alex and
I grabbed the first available parking spot that we could find in front
of Hecht
Hall, then made a mad dash for the front doors. Once in, we raced for
room 114.
Seeing that Daryl's door was closed, I banged on it. To my complete
surprise,
Daryl's door was not in fact closed - one pound and it flew open!
Stifling
a laugh, Alex said, "Ha, couldn't even shut the door."
Then I
heard a yell for help coming from a bedroom. Knowing that that had to
be Chris,
I ran to the bedroom door and threw it open to find Daryl straddling
him and
about to start pushing himself into him.
Daryl
turned and looked at me. "Oh. Shit."
I flew
into a rage, diving for the bed. I pushed Daryl off and into a dresser.
I
didn't give him a chance to recover from that, as I grabbed his head
and bashed
it against the dresser.
I'd
started punching him like crazy when Alex shouted, "Mack, stop! You'll
kill him!"
I
hesitated for a moment before Chris added, "Get me outta these!"
I went to
untie the rope while Alex checked the cuffs. I wasn't sure how Chris
would get
out of those without a key, but Alex must have found something, because
we were
able to get them off.
As soon
as he was off the bed, Chris turned to me and gave me a big hug. "I
can't
thank you enough for savin' me, man. You guys got here just in time."
"I
couldn't have done it without Alex. She saw Daryl put somethin' in your
drink
during the fight. She walked up to me just as I was watching you leave
with
him, and we left just after we caught up to Ryan and told him to call
911."
"It
was Mack's idea to go for Daryl's room. Thank God we lucked out."
Chris
then started getting his clothes back on. "Where's Zack and the
others?" he asked.
"Mack
and I left just after I went with him to the bathroom. I don't know
what
they're doing now."
Just
then, Alex's cell phone rang.
"It's
Ryan."
"Put
it on speaker," I said.
"Ryan?"
"Alex,
have you and Mack found him?"
"Yeah,
we just got here. We were lucky - we were able to find Daryl's room.
Daryl was
just about to stick his dick into Chris's ass."
"Oh,
my God." We heard a gasp of relief.
"What
did the police say when you talked to them?"
Sighing
with disgust, Ryan answered, "The guy I talked to hung up on me! Can
you
believe that?"
It was my
turn to sigh with disgust. "Great. So now what?"
"Well,
the rest of us are on our way back to Miami. Where's his room so we can
meet
you guys?"
"Hecht
Hall, number 114."
"Okay.
We'll be there shortly."
"Okay.
See you in a little bit."
"Okay,
bu-bye."
"Bye."
"Why'd
Ryan call the cops?" Chris asked.
"I
told him to call 911," I said.
"Oh."
It looked
like Chris was thinking about something, so I asked him, "What?" He
didn't answer, so I asked, "What are you thinkin' about?"
"It's
Daryl. I just...I can't believe he wanted to fuck me so badly. That
wasn't like
the Daryl I used to know at all. I wanna have a talk with him when he
comes
to."
Chris
didn't have to wait long, as Daryl then began to move.
"Uggghhhhh..."
I called
his attention. "Hey."
He turned
to look at me and Chris, then backed away from us as if cowering.
Seconds
passed.
"He
should at least get dressed. I'll get him his clothes," Alex said.
"Daryl,"
Chris said. Daryl had by now curled up into a fetal position and his
only
movement was that he was shaking at times. His head was down, and when
Alex
tossed his clothes in his direction, Daryl didn't even react. We just
stayed
silent, not knowing what to do, until we heard what sounded like
sobbing coming
from Daryl's direction.
Shrugging,
Alex asked us, "What do we do with him?"
"I
don't know. I don't feel right just leaving him like this, but none of
us can
just stay here."
"Well,
let's wait for Ryan and the others to get here."
"Ask
and you shall receive," we heard from outside the bedroom.
"You're
just in time," I said. "Daryl's curled up in a fetal position..and
he's just crying his eyes out." Dropping my hands to my sides, I added,
"We shouldn't just leave him like this - but I don't know what to
do."
I noticed
Ryan looking at him carefully. Ryan then started motioning towards the
main
part of Daryl's room. I just looked at him, confused.
He
whispered in my ear, "Let's keep talking in the next room." I nodded,
and said, "Come on." We walked out of Daryl's bedroom, shutting the
door behind us.
Ryan then
spoke up. "I think Daryl's realizing that he really fucked up. It's
crazy,
though, that he's taking this so hard."
"Well...we
were friends in high school, and I'll bet he thinks he's ruined that,"
Chris said.
"I
wouldn't be surprised."
"I
wonder if I should talk to him," Adam said. "I once had a crush on a
guy from my high school's football team, but when I tried making a move
on him,
he freaked out. Turned out he was straight. He threatened to out me to
the
whole school, but his girlfriend, thank God, set him right. But even
still,
never being able to have him was bad enough. I took it real hard - I
must've
spent the next week or so crying myself to sleep."
"But
what if he turns to you for comfort?" Alex asked. "In case you've
forgotten, you're just as unavailable as Chris is."
"Do
you have a better idea?"
"Wait
a minute," Chris said. "He got me here because he slipped me a
sleeping pill, so he's gotta have some more around somewhere."
"What
are you saying, try to make him feel at least a little bit better, then
convince him to take a pill and sleep it off?" Adam asked.
Shrugging,
I asked him, "Do you have a better idea?" mimicking his voice in
doing so.
"...Not
really. So...what, that's..what we're gonna do then?"
"Sounds
good to me," Chris said. "How about you guys?" Everyone else
nodded or otherwise gave their approval. "Alright...then I guess it's
settled, and..the rest of us will get going then, alright?"
"I'll
stay here with Adam," Steve said.
"Alright.
We'll see you guys later." Ryan and Alex lived in Hecht Hall, so they
just
went off to their rooms. Zack went with Alex, and Chris and I headed
over to my
car to drive it back to our room.
Once
Chris and I were both in our room, we both plopped down on the couch.
"Geez,
man...what a crazy, fucked up night," Chris said before yawning and
stretching.
"You
said it."
After
Chris stretched, he slumped back onto the couch. Almost immediately,
Chris
seemed ready to fall right asleep. His yawn was contagious, though, as
I then
yawned.
"We
should just hit the sack. I think I could use a good night's sleep, and
I'll
bet you could, too."
"Yeah."
So, we got up and headed for our bedrooms. I turned to Chris and said,
"Goodnight."
"'Night."
I then closed my bedroom door behind me.
I'd
stripped down to my boxer-briefs and was just about to climb into bed
when
there was a knock at the door. I opened the door to find Chris standing
there
with his pillow. He was also in only his boxer-briefs.
He asked
me, "Hey Mack......would...would you mind if I slept next to you
tonight?
.... I just...I feel like I want to be next to someone tonight."
"Sure."
I was
surprised to hear him ask that, but at the same time, I felt my heart
flutter
at the thought of him lying next to me. Granted, this wouldn't be the
first
time he'd be sleeping next to me, but it would be the first time it
didn't
happen right after we'd have had sex. I let Chris in, moved my pillow
to give
him room, and lay down on my bed.
I watched
Chris as he set his pillow down on my bed and turned out my bedroom
lights
before he lay down next to me and facing me. I closed my eyes for a
moment, and
then opened them again. Chris's eyes were closed, and I just lay there
watching
him for a moment. He looked so peaceful laying there with his eyes
closed.
Then, he slowly re-opened his eyes, looked at me watching him, and
smiled. I
returned his smile.
"I
really want to thank you for savin' me, Mack," Chris said.
"You
already thanked me."
"Well,
I really mean it. I'm grateful to you, man."
Chris
then closed his eyes again and moved a bit closer to me. I also closed
my eyes,
but I couldn't drift off to sleep right away. Every so often I'd open
my eyes
to look at Chris, and then close them again. Finally, I draped an arm
over him.
He then put an arm over me. We both opened our eyes to look at each
other once
again, and, seeing each other looking, exchanged smiles. Shortly after
I closed
my eyes once again, I slowly began running my hand up and down Chris's
back.
"Mmmmmm..."
he murmured.
I continued
gently rubbing Chris's back until I just stopped. Not too long after I
stopped,
I could sense that Chris's face was very close to mine. That was
affirmed by
his lips gently touching mine. I smiled and softly rubbed his back
again. Then,
there was only silence until I drifted off to sleep.
CHRIS'S
POV
I shut my
bedroom door behind me and stripped down to my underwear. I then stared
at my
bed before looking around my room. As I walked closer to my bed, the
thought of
sleeping by myself in bed tonight seemed really empty, like something
was
really missing...or rather, someone.
I walked
over to my door, opened it, and looked out toward Mack's room. I closed
my eyes
and thought of myself lying next to him. In my mind, Mack had his arm
around
me, holding me next to him. I went back to my bed, grabbed my pillow,
and
headed over to Mack's room, turning the room lights off along the way.
I
knocked on his door, and when he answered, he looked like I'd caught
him just
about to lay down. I asked him if I could sleep next to him tonight,
and he
said, "sure". I followed him into his room, set my pillow down on his
bed, and turned off the lights before laying down next to him. I
couldn't fall
asleep right away, and when I opened my eyes to find that Mack was
watching me
while I was trying to fall asleep. I couldn't help but smile at him,
and I
thanked him once again for saving me from being raped. I closed my eyes
a
second time, thinking about what had happened tonight. In some odd way,
I was
sort of flattered that Daryl thought I was so attractive. But being
obsessed
with me and wanting to fuck me were too much. I really wanted to talk
to him in
the morning - hopefully tonight would be a wake-up call that he
shouldn't hold
on to his obsession.
As I
began to relax, I felt Mack's arm on my back. His touch felt really
nice. I
wanted to bring Mack closer to me, so I put an arm over him. I opened
my eyes
to look at him, only to find that he'd done the same thing. We
exchanged smiles
again, and then I closed my eyes again. That was followed by Mack
starting to
softly rub my back.
"Mmmmmm..."
I murmured. The back rub he was giving me felt really soothing. It
seemed like
it was just what I needed after tonight's chaos.
Emotionally,
I don't think I'd felt as close to him as I felt right then. Drawn by
the
feeling of such closeness, I gradually moved my head closer to Mack's
until
finally, I softly kissed him. By now, I found that I was hard - and I'm
sure
that he was as well. Still, it didn't feel right to have sex with him
tonight.
Instead, I basked in the continued feeling of closeness as I drifted
off to
sleep.
TO BE
CONTINUED...
OK, OK, I
realize that it's been too long since I had Chapter 5 finished. What
can I say?
Life has been in the way quite a bit.
I do want
to thank those of you who have e-mailed me about the story in the
meantime.
It's great to know that there's a captivated and patient audience for
this
story, but at the same time, I hate that I've made you guys wait so
long over
these last two chapters. :(
With that
having been said...I feel obliged to let you all know that another big
story
event is coming up! Don't worry, this one won't be as bad as the
Cliffhanger
event. Actually, it won't be bad at all - why, it'll be great! I wasn't
sure
whether it would end up being in Chapter 7 or Chapter 8, and right now
I'm
still not sure. What I do know is that IT will happen in one of those
two. I'll
give you guys a small hint - some of you suggested early on wanting to
see this
event in the story.
As always,
whether you want to send me feedback on the story,
whether you want to join the mailing list for this story, or if you
just want
to tell me "hi", you guys can reach me at mike_k20@hotmail.com .