College Slob to Roommate Sissy Slut

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Tom has just walked in the door to our room and for the third day in a row finds me shirtless and asleep on my bed with a trail of my clothes, beer cans and takeaway food containers all around the room.

Tom struggles through the mess "fucking Christ!" he mutters as he kicks a beer can towards my bed in frustration, it landing directly into my head.

I should probably introduce myself, I'm Lyam, a 19 year old college kid studying an arts degree because I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life. I'm about 6'0 tall with brown dishevelled hair and blue eyes, I had a slim build but with a little muscle from working out in the gym and playing on the football team.

Tom is my roommate, he's studying film and tv and doesn't really get into the sports scene much. He's 6'2 and also skinny but without the muscle. He has green eyes and short neatly cut hair that is always cared for and never had a single hair out of place. He also dressed super well, in nice pants, a tight t shirt and a jacket or knitted jumper his go to look whenever he left the apartment. To me he always looked like a bit of a prude.

I roll awake rubbing my head. I look towards Tom, realising he had kicked a can at me.

"What was that for?"

"Are you kidding me with this shit Lyam?" Tom growled.

"What, this again. I told you yesterday dude this is college, this is how college bachelors get to live before society gets all up their asses. If you're so worried about it you can clean it!" I say as I lean down and pick up a white beer stained shirt, sniff it and pull it on

"I seriously can't believe you dude" Tom scolds back at me as he pulls his knitted green sweater off and hangs it neatly in his wardrobe. "this isn't your parents place where they will just clean up after you alright, I live here too"

"Alright dude, sure" I say a little more sincerely before coming back with an attack of my own. "If you don't like the way I live and keep the place then do something about it"

Tom gives up and kicks an empty beer can across the room in a huff "I'm not your mom, asshole" Tom had been getting increasingly annoyed with my careless behaviour and I could tell he was ready to explode soon but didn't really care because I was stronger than him and I was happy living the way I lived.

I walked into the bathroom to shave and left all my hair just sitting in the sink, then I decided to trim my pubes a bit and just let all the hair fall on the ground. I jumped in the shower and then finish up taking a piss. I forget to put the seat up and piss all over the seat but don't bother cleaning it up either. None of this was a problem for me and I went back into the room and flipped down on the couch and turned on the tv.

Tom is reading at his desk when I come out and we both just ignore each other. After about 5 minutes Tom gets up to use the bathroom. Seeing the mess I made when he walked in the door was the straw that broke the camels back. Tom was fuming and decided that something needed to be done to end my behaviour. He got an idea and a sneaky smirk slid across his face.

I see Tom come out of the bathroom with this weird grin on your face and I ask him what's wrong.

"Nothing" Tom answers, uncharacteristically cheerfully as he closes the door and fishes around in a drawer beside his bed until he pulls out a stop watch.

I'm still totally ignoring whatever it is that Tom is doing and just continue to aimlessly stare at the tv.

Tom brought the stopwatch over and stood behind me. He dangled it in front of my face and started gently swinging it back and forward.

"Dude your blocking my view what the hell" I shout at him as I suddenly find my eyes following the watch back and forward, captivated and unable to look away.

Tom doesn't reply and just keeps swinging the watch for about 15 minutes with me unable to move away from it and I find myself slowly focusing more of my attention on it. Eventually I fall asleep and Tom starts whispering things in my ear.

"Lyam you are now under my hypnotic control. Whenever you hear the words 'filthy boy' you will return to this state of hypnosis and accept any suggestions I give you. I am now going to give you some suggestions which you will follow when they come into effect as soon as you wake up tomorrow morning. You will not know that they are suggestions and you will believe any suggestions I give you are your ideas and will not remember ever being hypnotised. 3. 2. 1. Wake up."

I wake up and keep watching the tv for a couple of hours before crawling back into bed at about 11 to get some sleep.

In the morning I wake up at about 8:30 which is unusually early for me but I don't feel sleepy so I get up. I look around the room and see Tom is still asleep. As I look around I realise he might be right and maybe I should clean the place up a little. I decide that this afternoon I will get it cleaned up. I go into the bathroom to get ready for the day. As I walk in I go to shave at the sink but decide to do it in the shower so it'll be less work to keep it tidy. As I'm showering I start shaving my face and then decide that I should trim my pubes, none of this was unusual until I find myself not just trimming my pubes but completely getting rid of them. I think to myself that I got a bit carried away there and go to stop but I see my smooth genitals and other than my 4" cock looking a bit smaller now that it's hairless I realise I kind of like it and decide to keep going, I shave my legs, then if decide to shave my chest, then my arms and arm pits and even in my ass crack. By the time I'm done I'm completely hairless below my eye brows. I think to myself that it's a little out of character for me to decide to do that but go with it anyway, feeling very soft and loving the smoothness of my skin all of a sudden.

Next I step out into the room and go to get dressed. I grab a shirt and some shorts and go looking for underwear and my drawer is empty. I look around the floor and in my hamper but can't find any. I think to myself that I must have decided to throw them all away because they were stained and gross. I pull on the shirt and shorts anyway, free balling it so I can go and buy some new ones.

I leave Tom sleeping and slip out to head to the mall. Once I get to the mall I try to decide where to go for new underwear, thinking now might be a good chance to get something a little sexier that feels good rather than the boring boxers I always wore. I walked past a few trendy shops with underwear from places like Calvin Klein but wasn't really into it. Then I walked past Victoria secret and got super hard, I resisted the urge to go in but circled back past it twice getting hard each time. The third time I went past I decided to go in just to look at what they had, not planning on buying anything.

I walked into the store and looked around at all the sexy lingerie. I reached down to a table and picked up a pair of purple lace panties. They felt amazing and something made me go and try them on, as I picked them up and went to walk to the change rooms I saw the matching bra and took that with me too. I went into the change rooms and tried on the bra and panty set and fell in love with the feeling, not really needing a bra I felt a little strange putting it on but when I looked in the mirror I realised I didn't care that I didn't need it, I loved the way it looked. I took them off and went back out to the store which was pretty empty at 9:30 in the morning thankfully. I decided to get 10 pairs of panties, 25 bras and 15 cute little thongs all in a variety of satins and lace and in a mix of black, white, pink, purple, red, yellow and blue. I took my new underwear and went home to slip into the same purple and black bra I tried on in the store but this time with a little purple lace thong instead of the panties. I loved the way it felt and I finished getting dressed, filling my wardrobe with the rest of my new underwear.

I noticed that Tom had left for the day to work and so I decided to start cleaning the place up. I started by throwing all my clothes into the wash and making both mine and Tom's beds. Then I cleaned away all the trash. After a few runs up and down the stairs to the garbage room I was feeling pretty hot and sweaty and decide to take off my clothes and continue cleaning in just my underwear. I take my clothes out of the dryer and put them away properly, leaving me an empty hamper and a full wardrobe for the first time since I moved in, not to mention there was no longer a single piece of my clothing or rubbish on the ground.

I decided to take Tom's laundry hamper and wash his clothes for him as a bit of an olive branch. As I'm loading the washing machine I notice all of his underwear is these sexy black or white jockstraps, some where fairly plain and others with all these extra straps around the ass and legs that make them extra sexy. I don't know why but I find myself wanting to sniff each pair as I put them in the wash and I start to love the way they smell, the way Tom smells, as I smell all 14 pairs that went into the wash.

I came back into the room and vacuumed the floors, then mopped the kitchen and bathroom, scrubbed the bathroom and tidied and dusted the living room. I was finishing up by washing the dishes when Tom came home. He saw me standing at the sink in my new underwear and looked over at me from the other side of the kitchen bench.

"Hey Lyam, this place looks amazing I'm so glad you cleaned this up - what an amazing gesture, I'm sorry I got annoyed but this really is so much nicer to live in don't you think?"

"Hi Tom, it's ok you were right to be mad at me, I was a slob and you were right about cleaning up - it feels so much better in here now!"

"I'm really glad you agree" Tom replied "I like you're new look too by the way, you decided to clean yourself up too, that's so great! That smooth skin really suits you and makes you really sexy and I love the new underwear, what made you decide to buy thongs and bras?"

"I don't know really" I told Tom. "I guess I just had to throw away all my old underwear because it was so stained and ruined and so I went to the mall to buy more and I decided to get underwear that was a little sexier this time rather than just boxers like I always wear. I probably wasn't planning on something quite like this but i tried on a pair of panties and a bra and fell in love with the feeling and the way I looked so that's all I bought."

"Well I'm really glad that you chose these and I'm really glad you're not such a filthy boy anymore" Tom told me and just like that I was out and unknowingly under his trance once again. Tom gave me my second round of suggestions and woke me up. I continued washing the dishes like nothing had happened and went over and watched a movie with tom before going to sleep wearing just my underwear.

I woke up the next morning at the same time, got up and had a shower, making sure I was still completely smooth all over my body. I got out and brushed my teeth and did my hair, brushing out the dishevelled mess and making my hair all straight and flowy. I was surprised by how long it was like this, almost hanging down to my shoulders rather than its usual matted mess that resembled poorly cared for dreadlocks.

I went out and picked a new pair of panties and bra to put on, still getting chills and a hard cock as I pulled them on. It was then time to go into town again. I got in my car and drove back to the mall. Once I was there I did some grocery shopping for me and Tom and then found a small boutique beauty parlour and had them give me a tan in the solarium so I could have more of a golden glow over my smooth body, I also had them give me a manicure and pedicure because I hadn't been looking after my nails very well and they didn't really match with my new self care and cleaned up look. They finished both my finger and toe nails with a light pink polish.

Finally I headed out of the beauty parlour thinking I was ready to go home. As I was walking out I saw a swimwear shop and decided to take a look. I went in to browse and walked out with 5 new bikinis to wear when Tom and I went and swam in the communal dorm pool, they were all very skimpy and sexy and I thought Tom would like them a lot. Finally I headed home again and did a quick clean of the apartment, put our groceries away, put my new bikinis away and threw out the old board shorts they were replacing. I then spent some time studying until Tom got home around 5.

He walked in the door and pulled his top off right away saying how hot it is. I said I was feeling pretty hot too and offered to go for a swim with Tom if he wanted to. He thought that was a great idea and said I should get ready while he grabbed a drink and put his books away from class. I went over to my wardrobe and pulled out the little skimpy fluro green bikini I bought this morning and slipped it on with some white slip on sandals. I walked over to Tom to ask if he liked my new swimsuit. He said he loved it, especially with my new tan. I was so glad he noticed my tan.

Tom got up and dressed in his little red speedo and took me down to the pool. I don't know why but I couldn't help but stare at his ass and the outline of his junk in that little Speedo the whole way there. We got to the pool and Tom jumped straight in and I took the stairs, slowly wading my way in deeper. We were the only ones in the pool and swam around for a while, splashing around every now and then between laps. Soon we got out and layed in the last few minutes of sun as the sun went down. We were on beach chairs next to each other and I couldn't help but keep staring at Tom's bulge. I didn't get hard but i felt horny and slowly moved my hand closer inch by inch until it eventually landed in his crotch.

Tom looked over at me and told me it was ok and I could stroke it if I wanted to. I don't know why but I started rubbing him through the thin fabric of his speedo until Tom pulled it down and I found myself rubbing his hard 9" dick. I was shocked at what I was doing. I'm not attracted to guys I thought but that quickly went away and now I was just shocked at how big he was and how much I loved the look and the feel of his sexy big meat and hot little body.

I was far more muscular than Tom, even though I wasn't really all that buff but my cock was only 4" soft and almost 6" hard. Here Tom was 3" bigger than me and I never knew it until now. I was really enjoying stroking Tom's cock but eventually it was cold and we went back to the apartment. Once we were inside Tom got changed and I stayed in my new bikini and cooked us both chicken Kiev's and vegetables for dinner, something I hadn't done since moving to college but I wanted to cook for Tom. Once we ate I happily washed the dishes and sat down next to Tom where I started stroking him again.

Tom looked down at me as I pulled out his cock and told me I was a little filthy boy. Tom gave me my next round of suggestions, and reinforced the existing ones in my mind. He woke me up and I continued stroking his cock for another half an hour, never making him cum though and then I went to bed.

Once I crawled into bed I couldn't go straight to sleep tonight I just had to play with my much smaller cock while I thought about how sexy I thought Tom was and how I couldn't believe I never noticed this before. I imagined his big man cock as I stroked my little sissy cock. I came so hard and then went straight to sleep.

Morning came around again and I woke up still in my bikini which was now full of my cum from the night before. I woke up with a raging hard on this morning, no doubt from thinking about Tom's cock all night. I went to stroke my cock to rub one out and get rid of my morning wood only to find that for some reason I couldn't touch my cock or my balls. My hands would get a couple of inches away and freeze, like they couldn't go further. This was really weird. I tried getting other things like a pair of tongs and other items I could use to stroke me but I couldn't get anything near my cock. I was getting really frustrated and decided to see if maybe playing with my butt would help me get my satisfaction. I was surprised by the thought, not ever wanting to play with my butt before but I was really desperate.

I reached down and inserted a finger in my hole, it felt amazing so I slipped another in and started pumping in and out, then I added another one and finally a fourth. It was definitely helping but it wasn't enough to get me off. I got up and searched through drawers looking for something I could use to help me blow my load desperately, and then I found it, in the back of my bedside drawers was the dildo I had bought as a prank for one of the guys on their birthday. I grabbed it and rubbed some lube on the 6" pink toy and then layed on my bed and started probing my hole with it. Eventually I worked into a steady fuck and the pain I was feeling was replaced by a wave of pleasure. I pumped it in and out faster and then all of a sudden I blew my load everywhere.

I just stopped for a moment, laying there to regain my breath and then I surprised myself even more as I still felt a little bit horny and I took the dildo straight out of my tight little hole and wiped up all the cum on my body with it before sucking the dildo into my mouth and licking off all the cum and swallowing the surprisingly sweet tasty liquid. I couldn't believe what I had done but I felt amazing and made sure when I put the dildo away that it was somewhere easy to get to.

The rest of the day went on and I noticed the only time I could touch my cock was when I was shaving my pubes off in the shower, even when I was peeing I couldn't touch it which caused quite the mess for me to clean up and I quickly learned I needed to sit from now on. I didn't know why I couldn't touch my cock but wasn't too worried, for some reason it just felt like that's what was meant to happen for boys with small cocks like me and that's how I justified it as I spent the day learning how to get by without touching my cock or balls.

I was hornier than ever all day and decided to go to the gym and work out. When I arrived at the gym I went to do my normal routine which was intensive weights and strength training. As I went to pick up a weight which was practically muscle memory from doing it straight away whenever I walked into the gym, I stopped myself this time and decided to change it up a little today and instead of the strength training I decided to do cardio instead and run on the treadmill, ride the bike, use the stair master and then finish off my workout with some squats and exercises for my glutes.

I came back to the room hornier than ever and decided to get out the dildo again, hoping I would cum with it like this morning. I suctioned it sticking up to the tile floor. I pulled off my clothes to just my sexy underwear and lubed it up. I pulled the ass part of my thong to the side and squatted down, hovering over the dildo before taking it into my hole and fucking myself. I fucked myself for about an hour but couldn't cum, I just got hornier and felt my balls get even fuller. Just as I was ready to give up and was giving it one last big effort Tom walked in and saw what I was doing in the middle of the kitchen floor.

"Wow this is new boy, who knew you liked to fuck that ass while no one was around." Tom smirked at me in my extremely compromised position.

"No tom it's not what it looks like, you see I woke up this morning and couldn't jerk off for some reason, I couldn't even touch my cock. So I found this in my drawer and it gave me an amazing orgasm and then I've been horny all day and thought it might help me blow another load but I can't cum no matter what I do!" I whimper to him hoping he will sympathise with me and not tell anyone.

Tom looks down at me again to tell me "well boy of course you can't even touch that cock of yours, boys with little cocks who look like you don't get to touch their cocks, it's nature's way. I think I know what will help you cum though, maybe some real mans cock in your sexy little cocksucker lips will help."

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