Housemates With Benefits [COMPLETE|PUBLISHED]

Oliver (5)

"Fuck it!"

My tantrum fell into deaf ears.

Malakas kong sinara ang pinto at napapiksi pa sa ingay na nilikha nito. Binato ko ang susi ng kotse sa study table, and barely missed the study lamp pero wala na akong pakialam. Hinubad ko ang suot na T-shirt, hinagis sa sahig, bago ako pasalampak na nahiga sa kama. Nasapo ko aking noo at minasahe ang pangungunot.  

I'm beginning to have a headache. Humugot ako ng malalim na hininga and tried to breath out my frustration.  Didn't do shit.

The first hell week of this game season came early.  Nagdeklara ng maagang sex ban si coach.  A week earlier than it should have been.  We moaned and bitched about the mandate pero sa huli, si Coach pa rin ang nasunod.

Sure, I could always break the ban if I really want to.  But that old bastard has sneaky ways of finding out about it.  Besides, my usual diet of women aren't what one can call discrete.  Usually, I don't really mind if the woman blabber about her night with me.  It's a small price I'm willing to pay for the release they give me.  Unfortunately, when the sex ban is on, the payment for the sexual release is getting banned from the game.  And that is unacceptable to me.

I gritted my teeth in extreme frustration sa wrong timing ni Coach Sevilla.  Maliban sa hindi pa nakakondisyon ang katawan ko for a week without sex, sunod-sunod ang stress ko sa school projects ko ngayon.  I need to get laid.  Damn it!

Sa buwisit ko, inabot ko ang isa kong sapatos at binato sa pader.  Sinundan pa iyon ng kabilang pares.

Hindi ko alam kung ano ang inaasahan ko sa pagdadabog kong iyon but I didn't expect the three quick knocks at ang biglang pagbubukas ng pinto.  Napa-upo ako ng wala sa oras in time to see Sabrina framed by my door, looking a little worried.

Awtomatikong naglakbay ang mata ko sa pigura ng housemate ko.  Suot niya ang niregalo ko sa kanyang T-shirt na may logo ng soccer team namin.  It is one of my own shirts with my number on it at dahil maliit na babae si Sabrina kung ikukumpara sa akin, umaabot lang sa gitna ng kanyang hita ang laylayan nito.  A shirt for me became a dress- a very, very short one, sa kanya.  

Tonight, she seems to be wearing that shirt and nothing else.  Mula sa posisyon ko sa kama, I could make out the outline of two small, round breasts with nipples.  Nipples that my vivid imagination is insisting na naninigas the longer I stare at them.  

Double fuck!  Sabrina and her nipples has no business making an appearance in my mind tonight.

"What?,"   angil ko sa kanya sabay simangot.  Yeah, harsh and impolite of me but I can't just help it.  Just like I can't help the growl out of my tone.

"Um--are you okay?," alanganin niyang tanong habang maingat na inililibot ang paningin sa kuwarto ko, probably searching for my woman of the night.

"What do you think?," suplado kong tugon.  I just want her to go away and leave me to my misery.

Huminto ang mata niya sa akin at napakunot-noo din siya.  Mukhang nagregister na din sa kanya ang tono ko.  "I thought I heard something smash on the wall.  Akala ko kung napaano ka.  I came to check."

"Obviously I'm still breathing."

"Obviously.  Well, then, have a great night, Oliver."  At may guts pa siyang irapan ako bago walang sabi-sabing isinarang muli ang pinto.

Damn her!  Gusto kong pulutin ang mga sapatos ko at muling ibato, this time sa pintong sinara ng babae to make more noise.  

Alam kong I'm acting irrational.  And I'm displacing my frustration with my coach on her samantalang wala naman siyang ginagawa.  I know all that.  Pero kung bubusisiin ang ugat ng lahat ng mga sexual frustrations ko ngayon, it would lead back to her.  

Sabrina Rodriguez.

The woman who robbed me of the right to my own fucking cock, commandeered the frequency of my erections, and dictated the intensity of my orgasms.  The woman who has no clue of my unbridled lust for her.  The woman I have no prayer of ever getting into bed.

I hate her.  

I rue the day I ever let her into my house and into the bedroom next door.  

I want to pound Cedric into lumps of useless flesh for throwing her into my path.

And I want to just shoot myself to end this shameful pining for a woman I'm sure would be rotten in bed.

But, after everything is said and done, I do nothing.  Sabrina stays at the room next door.  Cedric and I are still friends.  And the only shooting that is done around here is my cum in a hot pussy at no-sex-ban nights and the cum on my hand or the walls of my shower during sex-ban nights like tonight.

"Just fuck me," muli kong wika sa kawalan.

Tonight is just one of those nights.

In resignation, I unbuckled my belt and unzipped my pants.  Sex ban be damned.  I'm getting off tonight.  I closed my eyes and conjured the delectable of vision of Sabrina in my shirt.  This is going to be a long night.