Part 13

“Say…how’d you like to fuck my roommate?” Kellie asked.

“That girl?” Chris asked back. This was weird. He’d already been warned that if he cheated on her, the wish that brought him here would be broken. But what if she wanted him to have sex with her roommate? Would that count? Even besides that, there was something very unsettling about having sex with Mary, given that she wasn’t already sexually active. She was a very attractive girl, but something didn’t seem right about the idea.

“Yeah,” Kellie replied.

Chris gave a confused look.

“I’m just kidding. I’m not sharing you with her!” Kellie said with a laugh. She grabbed his dick and began stroking it. She looked down at it.

He was relieved, but at the same time suspected maybe she wasn’t as kidding as she’d said she was.

“I want you all to myself,” she said as if she was speaking directly to the penis.

If there was a limit to Chris’s new recuperative powers, he’d yet to find them. The sight of Kellie and the feel of her stroking him caused him to begin to become aroused once again.

“You’re unreal,” she said admiringly. “We can finish this when I get back.”

“Back from where?” he asked.

“I got practice…”

She got up off of the bed, and opened her closet, pulling out a cheerleader’s uniform that was hanging up. She started putting it on over her beautiful naked body. Chris remembered that she’d been one in high school so it makes sense she might carry on in college.

“Maybe you can wear that later,” he suggested. She grinned. “Oh, so you like cheerleaders, huh?”

“Sure,” he replied. “What’s there not to like?”

“I don’t know…,” she answered. “Most of the other cheerleaders I’ve met are pretty competitive…almost too competitive. Ever seen a locker room full of girls fighting over who’s going to be the next to sleep with the quarterback? Its not pretty.”

He laughed.

“You weren’t a quarterback in high school, were you?” she asked.

“No, I wasn’t into sports much,” he said.

“Yeah…I think a lot of guys just play football because they know it’ll get them laid,” she observed. “I guess having a big dick makes up for not being a jock with a lot of girls.”

“No,” he contradicted her. “I didn’t have much sex in high school.”

She looked at him in disbelief, then down at his penis. “Right.”

He chuckled a little, and she smiled again. “You want to watch me practice?”

Chris didn’t need to be asked twice, and he quickly grabbed his clothes and started getting dressed. He often enjoyed the Cheerleader competitions on ESPN, partially out of admiration to the athleticism it did take to do many of the more difficult flips and formations the cheerleaders do, but also because cheerleaders tended to be really cute or have really nice bodies.

He wasn’t taking his time getting his clothes on, but he was intentionally waiting until the last thing to zip his pants up. He wasn’t looking at her, but he could feel Kellie’s gaze focus on his long hanging dick. Before he could put it away, the door opened again.

It was Mary, and Stacy was with her.

Before Chris even realized they were there, Mary’s eyes locked on to his crotch.

“We were just leaving,” Kellie said pointedly.

“All three of you?” Stacy joked. Her eyes were also focused on the large penis, but she was more prepared than Mary was since she’d already seen it several times earlier that day. Mary, on the other hand, was taken aback by the sight to the point of speechlessness.

Chris finally tucked it away, and he and Kellie left the dorm room.

“Welcome to the club, Mary,” Stacy quipped after the door closed behind them.

Mary, still stunned by the sight of the endowment, looked at her confused. “Club?”

“Yeah, the ‘I Got to Get That Dick’ Club,” Stacy answered.