Easy F*g

When you went off to college you were hoping you’d get a gay roommate.  At the very least a quiet, studious roommate.  Then you opened your dorm room to this.  A double room made into a triple due to over demand and two ripped jocks saying “Hey man, we’ve got a fucking faggot for a roommate!  Right on!  Let’s go out and check out the campus, the fag can unpack all our stuff and set up the room while we’re out.”  They left you, for hours, unpacking all of their stuff and your stuff and setting up the room for them.  When they came back before dinner they told you the third bed the college put in would be a couch to hang out on so you’d have to sleep on the floor.  Then they took your clothes out of one of the two closets and jammed your stuff into the smallest bureau.  “There,” they said, “now that’s the way it’s going to be faggot.  And you’ll keep the room clean and do our laundry and stay out of our way unless we call you for something, got it?”  You nodded your head yes with embarrassment.  “We’ve got something for you to do right now as a matter of fact,” one of them said and they looked at each other and smiled.  “Get on your fucking knees and suck our dicks.  You might as well get used to it, you’ll be sucking us off several times a day for us letting you stay here faggot, you might as well be of some use.”  You got on your knees and said “Yes SIRS” and crawled over to them and sucked their dicks and ate their cum loads.  “Fuck yeah, you’re a good cock sucker faggot, we’re gonna take plenty of advantage of that!” one of them said.  “We’re going to dinner now and then off to the campus pub for some beers and pool.  You can go to dinner in about an hour when we’re not there but then it’s right back here and you wait for us to come back tonight, we’ll be full of beer and horny and not knowing any girls here yet we’re gonna need to fuck your mouth again fag.  Oh, and we’ll be using your mouth as a urinal for all our beer piss too.  Got a problem with that?”  “No SIRS, i don’t.”  “Good.  Welcome to college faggot.  It’s gonna be a great time…for us!”  They laughed as they walked out the door.

And my happiness is the only one u care about. Right?

Cooking a man breakfast is honestly a dream in itself Sir. I’ll try to not be so desperate. It’s not about me Sir.