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Now on to Chapter 2...

Spook

Chapter 2
The Third Roommate

Charlie didn't know what to make of it. He was pretty sure it was just a dream... but it felt so real. The man's touch... his tongue... his warm, wet mouth... it all felt so real.

He tried to get up, but he felt so tired. He felt the skin on his wrists burning a little. He looked at it and saw an imprint of a hand... like someone had held his wrists a little too tight. He got up and looked at the mirror and saw bite and kiss marks on his neck and nipples... right where the man kissed and sucked his skin.

He suddenly felt weak at the realization that it might not have been a dream at all. He sat on his bed and saw that his blanket was tossed down on the floor. He saw the wet spots on the bed where his cum had landed. He wanted to cry but he couldn't. He was freaking out at the thought that something he couldn't see had done this to him. But at the same time, he was getting angrier and angrier at the thought that somebody molested him in his sleep... and he couldn't do a damn thing about it.

"Fuck!" he cursed. "Just my luck... losing my virginity to a fucking... I don't even know what that damned thing is!" he muttered under his breath.

He looked at his alarm clock and saw that it was 5:30AM. He got up and put some clothes on. He needed to clear his head and decided to go for a jog.

It was pretty chilly outside, but he didn't care. His body was still producing enough heat from his encounter a few minutes ago to sustain him. He started to run slowly, just taking in the beautiful sights of the campus.

He knew he could just go around the Academic Oval of UP, where most joggers go, but he decided he didn't want to see too many people right then. So he went and ran on the smaller streets on the outskirts of the campus where the residential areas were. Since it was still very early on a Sunday morning, it was a very quiet run for him.

After a couple of hours of running, he decided to visit the UP Chapel. Charlie wasn't really a religious guy. He went to church every Sunday just to please his parents. He even joined the church choir back home. But when anybody asked him what his religion was, he would always say that he was baptized in a Catholic Church, but he didn't believe in a lot of bullshit that the priests preached.

But this time, it was different. He wanted to draw some strength... strength to go back to his room and confront whatever it was that was in there with him.

There weren't a lot of people there. And he didn't care much what they thought of his outfit. But he was still pretty much sweating like a pig, so he decided to sit in the back. He sat there trying to listen to the priest, but he couldn't. Visions of what happened that morning... the things that he felt... the pleasures that it brought him... the fear and the anger... were all clouding up his mind. Confusing him. Taunting him. Torturing him.

After the service, he jogged back to the dorm, which was only two blocks away. He stood for a while in front of his door, trying to gather up the courage. Then, he stuck his key into the knob and opened the door.

Charlie sighed with relief when he saw a tall boy standing by the window looking at the trees outside the room. The boy was wearing a white polo shirt, tucked in to his black pants. Although his body was completely covered with clothes, Charlie could tell that the boy had a great body underneath all of that. He could also tell that the boy's ass was round and firm. Aside from that, Charlie also noticed that his shoes were shiny and neat. His hair was black as night and was neatly combed from the side. It contrasted well with his fair skin. Charlie thought he looked a lot like a Stepford Son. Goody-two-shoes.

"You must be Danny," he greeted. The boy looked at him. Charlie thought he had the most beautiful eyes. But the look that the boy gave him was full of confusion and questions.

Charlie smiled at him, trying to make the boy feel comfortable with him. "I'm Charlie. Your roommate," he continued. "I'd go over there and shake your hand but I'm all sweaty and smelly right now. So I'm just gonna get in the shower real quick and we can talk after that." He opened his closet and started to toss his clothes in there.

"So, how was your weekend at your sister's," he was trying to make small talk as he got undressed. The boy didn't answer. "I'm guessing it's quite hard to get away from the family," he said as he reached out for his towel behind the door.

As he wrapped the towel around his waist while he was facing the door, it suddenly flew open and there was a really cute boy standing there with a traveling bag on his shoulders.

"Hi," the boy in the door said. "You must be Charlie. I'm Danny," the boy smiled and walked to Charlie, sticking out his hand for Charlie to shake.

Charlie's jaw fell open. He quickly swung around to look at the boy standing by the window. But he was gone. There was nobody there. He felt his face drain with blood and his heart was hammering on his chest.

He turned around again to face the real Danny. "I, uh..." Charlie stuttered.

Danny smiled, still sticking out his hand for Charlie to shake. When Charlie realized he had been staring at Danny for a little too long, he noticed the hand and immediately took it.

"I, uh... I'm sorry," Charlie said finally. "I just got back from a jog and, uh, I thought I saw someone who I thought was you. But... uhm... never mind that. I, uh, I'm just gonna take a quick shower and maybe we could talk after that."

"Okay," Danny said. His smile was still plastered on his cute face. Charlie realized that he was holding Danny's hand and he was staring at Danny's face for far too long. He immediately turned away his gaze, withdrew his hand, bolted out of the room and went to the showers.

"Fuck!" he cursed under his breath after he turned on the shower. "I am such a dork," he thought. "But who was that guy by the window? And Danny... ahh..."

He felt his dick stir at the thought of Danny's smile... and his strong grip. Danny was an inch or two shorter than he was. But the boy was much beefier than he was. He could see Danny's muscles flexed as he shook his hand. Danny's shirt hung on his body beautifully... showing just enough muscles to make him want to see more. And the smile... he couldn't take his eyes off it. Danny had got to have the most beautiful smile. His teeth were perfect and white. His lips were red and full... and he could just kiss them forever. Danny's skin was smooth and tanned. Usually, Charlie liked his guys fair, but for Danny, the dark skin just seemed so perfect.

Charlie's dick was now rigid with excitement. He got some soap on his hand and started to stroke his cock, all the while thinking about his gorgeous roommate. He imagined himself kissing Danny's supple lips... caressing his firm ass... licking the nipples that were poking out of his shirt. He imagined Danny on top of him... slowly taking his virgin ass for a ride of a lifetime. He imagined Danny's dark skin contrasting perfectly against his fair skin tone.

"Ahh..." he moaned as his cum exploded on the bathroom wall and floor. He quickly finished up his shower and dried himself up.

When he got back in the room, Danny's things were already set up and he was sitting on his bed waiting for him.

"Hey man," he greeted Danny with a smile. "Sorry it took a little longer than it should." He proceeded to his closet, got a pair of clean white briefs and put them on. Then he put on a pair of walking shorts and a plain white cotton t-shirt.

Danny was smiling at him. "No problem," he said. "So, you wanna go grab some lunch? I was told that we won't have food in the dining hall until tomorrow."

"Sure," Charlie said. "I haven't even had breakfast yet."

Then he caught something moving by the side of his eye. He quickly turned to see what it was... but there was nothing there.

"Something wrong?" Danny asked.

"Nah," he answered. "I just thought I saw something. But never mind that. Let's go for lunch. I'm starving."

They both stood up, got their keys and wallets and headed for the door.

Before they got out, Danny turned to him and said, "When I got here earlier, you said you thought you saw someone who you thought was me. And now you said you thought you saw something right here." Danny was pointing at the spot that he looked at earlier.

"Do you have a sixth sense or something?" Danny continued. "Coz let me tell you, I'm a little bit freaked out."

Charlie tried to give him a reassuring smile. "I'm sorry, man," he said. "To tell you honeslty, I never thought I had a sixth sense or third eye or anything like that. I certainly haven't seen anything out of the ordinary before. But since I got here yesterday, I got this really, really bad feeling..." he paused.

"What kind of feeling," Danny urged.

"I really don't wanna freak you out," he looked at Danny intently. Danny nodded, urging him to continue.

Charlie sighed and said, "I feel that there aren't just two of us who are staying in this room. And I think I might have seen our other roommate just before you got here."

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Please watch out for Chapter 3... Coming out soon!

-- Cyrus