My New Roommate - Part 7 (Patreon)

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I frantically searched for a way out. A gap between the cars that would get us safely back to campus, but we were surrounded in every direction. My heart raced as I slammed the lock down, and the four young men from the restaurant burst from their truck.

"Oh my god" I trembled, sinking into the seat and glancing at Bradley for direction.

The large, muscular man simply sat there, clenching his jaw and eyeballing the college students.

"Nice stunt back there, homos" the driver snarled, looking at us through the driver side window.

"Yeah, real brave" another added, standing at my one.

Waves of nauseous anxiety washed over me. We were dead, and of that, I was very sure.

"Must think you're real funny, fags" the driver spat again, "well let's see how funny you think this is".

Almost in unison, with two young men at each door, the frat boys pulled out their junk and began urinating on the windows. I watched, disgusted, as the two men on my side covered the glass in dark yellow liquid, laughing as they did so.

Bradley remained stoic, his eyes firmly on the black pickup parked in front of us as the group defiled his car. I didn't know what to say, I was far too terrified to even think, until finally the driver spoke again.

"Now why don't you two queers come out and lick up this mess".

A loud thud sounded, which caused me to jump with fright as one of the men punched the windscreen with a ferocious thump. I was shocked that it hadn't smashed.

"When I get out" Bradley said calmly, but before he could finish his sentence, I grabbed his arm.

"Please" I whimpered, "they'll kill you, Bradley".

"Lemon" he said sternly, ignoring another thunderous blow to the window, and taking my face in his hand, "courage is doing what you are afraid of doing".

He leaned over and kissed me gently on the lips, to a roar of laughter from the young men outside.

"My grandpa told me that one" he grinned, "well I think that's what he said" he added, looking a little confused, "he had no teeth, so it was difficult to –"

Another loud bang rocked the car and Bradley rolled his eyes.

"Fucking jocks" he snarled, and kicked open his door so hard that the two men standing at it were driven backwards as the beefy hunk burst out.

I watched with bated breath and a feeling of pure dread in my stomach. There was simply no way that Bradley would be able to take on all of them, so not only would he be beaten to a pulp, but then they'd turn on me.

I shook like a leaf as Bradley grabbed the driver by the throat and drove him backwards into his own truck. The others had crowded around them, and for a moment I lost sight of the man I had quickly grown to love.

I unclipped my belt and reached for the door, and just as I did, one of the jocks seemed to soar through the air, and landed with an almighty thud on the ground. I glanced back, wide eyed, to see Bradley looking more like a professional boxer than a college student.

Two of the four jocks were sprawled out on the ground, seemingly unconscious, another was frantically pulling at the handle of their truck, and the last one was being repeatedly punched into the stomach by Bradley.

I was in awe, and shock, until finally three of the young men were down, and Bradley had the other one by the scruff of the neck.

"Lemon!" He called, and I managed to shake myself from my daze as he beckoned me out.

I sheepishly got from the car, stepping over a motionless jock as I walked toward them, and looked at the young man in Bradley's grasp.

He looked only slightly older than I was, but appeared more like a boy now that he was in the clutches of the deadly wrestler. His lip quivered, and his eyes watered, but Bradley didn't seem to care.

"Get on your knees" he growled, shoving the jock down, "and apologise to Lemon".

I wasn't sure what to do, or what to say. I simply stared at the college student as he sobbed an apology, with his hands clasped together and tears rolling down his cheeks.

"Kiss his shoes" Bradley hissed, kneeing him in the back, but I lifted my hand.

"It's fine" I said shakily, "forget about it".

Bradley glanced at me for a moment before grabbing the young man again, who whimpered as he did.

"If you or your moron buddies ever even look at us again, I'll make you fuck each other, you got that?"

The young man squeezed his eyes shut as he bawled, but nodded his head.

"And move your fucking truck before I ram it off the road" he added, and beckoned me back to the car, but not before reaching down, grabbing the out cold driver and launching him into the air, and out of the way of the car.

My entire body continued to shake as we got back inside and the truck moved instantly from our path. Bradley checked his hair in the mirror before casually driving from the parking lot, and all I could do was stare at him in wondrous awe.

"Wanna suck me off again?" He asked casually, and pulled the front of his trousers down once more.

If ever there was a time that I wanted to suck off my new roommate, it was now. Something about seeing him become so feral, and so aggressive had made me weak with admiration. As we drove down the road, I leaned over and lipped his fat cock into my mouth, sucking and worshipping the man who had just saved me.

Bradley sighed with pleasure as he became stiff in my mouth, but kept his hands on the wheel and his eyes on the road.

This was how I wanted my life to be. I felt protected with Bradley. I was protected with Bradley, and I was going to show him how grateful I was at every possible opportunity.

I forced myself to swallow every inch of his large cock, gagging and spluttering into his groin as he groaned and thrust upwards. It was amazing, and my own cock was pulsing yet again.

I don't know what it was, but something about this particular blowjob, was blowing my mind. There was something rough about it, as though we were like outlaws, just like Butch Cassidy and The Sundance Kid, though I don't think The Sundance Kid sucked Butch Cassidy's cock.

I became mesmerised by it, choking myself on his long, drooling pole and eagerly swallowing the thick wads of pre-cum that spilled into my throat. I bobbed up and down, squeezing my lips around him, lapping at his sensitive organ, and becoming so aroused that I was moaning myself.

"Two chocolate milkshakes please".

I lifted my head up so fast that I bounced it off the steering wheel, and gasped as I made perfect eye contact with a spotty faced young man who stared down at me, horrified.

He warily handed Bradley back his change, and shuffled off quickly.

"Bradley!" I gasped, holding my head as his cock continued to leak juices down his shaft.

"Do you prefer strawberry?" He asked seriously, "I can get you strawberry instead if you want".

I stared at him for a moment, unsure if I wanted to punch him or kiss him, and finally just shook my head and laughed as the nervous looking McDonalds worker awkwardly handed Bradley the two drinks and disappeared.

We pulled into another parking lot and Bradley handed me the drink.

"Hey look" he sniggered, and poured a glob of the chocolate milkshake onto the tip of his stiff prick.

I leaned over and licked it off, and Bradley seemingly found this to be hilariously funny.

After about ten minutes of me licking chocolate milkshake from his cock, he gasped and held me down on it, shooting thick wads of sperm into my mouth which I swallowed hungrily, before sitting back up and offering him my one.

"That's yours, Lemon" he said, but I could see in his eyes that he wanted it.

"I've just had mine" I grinned, pointing to his flaccid cock, "here".

He took the milkshake with a smile and we drove back to campus. We didn't speak much, but it was a nice silence, a comfortable silence, and all I could think about was how much I was falling for the compelling wrestler.

By the time we reached our room, my eyes were heavy with tiredness.

"I'll try not to snore tonight" he told me, and began undressing me, "and I'll turn off my alarm".

I smiled at him as he stripped me naked.

"Wanna push the beds together?" He asked, and I nodded as he did.

The coolness of the pillow made me sigh with relief and a moment later, a naked Bradley crawled in beside me and wrapped his large arm over my slender frame. I felt his cock push between the cheeks of my ass, but it was soft, for once.

"Goodnight Lemon" he whispered, kissing my ear.

"Goodnight Bradley" I whispered back, and drifted off into the best sleep I had ever had.