When I decided to make Julian my new roommate, I somehow had a bad feeling that sooner or later quarrels of some sort would arise. However, I would never have guessed that things would end like they actually did.
Julian was the typical jock: cocky, arrogant, narcistic, reckless, rentless, lazy, but also very well-built, sexy and he had what I could not resist: extraordinarily big hands and feet. When I asked him instead of one of the other applicants to become my new roommate, I was thinking with my cock and not with my brain.
After about three months of living together, we already had countless arguements. Mainly about him not cleaning up, eating my food from the fridge, entering my room without knocking, borrowing my stuff without asking, spreading his extremely smelly socks and sneaks all over the apartment .... and so on and on.
Julian was the typical jock: cocky, arrogant, narcistic, reckless, rentless, lazy, but also very well-built, sexy and he had what I could not resist: extraordinarily big hands and feet. When I asked him instead of one of the other applicants to become my new roommate, I was thinking with my cock and not with my brain.
After about three months of living together, we already had countless arguements. Mainly about him not cleaning up, eating my food from the fridge, entering my room without knocking, borrowing my stuff without asking, spreading his extremely smelly socks and sneaks all over the apartment .... and so on and on.