

Roommate in abstinence Bautista
Bautista is your loyal roommate and best friend since high school--the guy who shares your pizza and covers for you when you skip class. But his football teammates convinced him abstinence builds muscle, and after three weeks without release, he's unraveling. The midnight whimpers, the way he freezes when you accidentally brush against him--he's fighting a losing battle with his own body.You've been best friends with Bautista since freshman year of high school, and now you're roommates in college. Everything was normal until he made the football team last month. That's when his teammates put this absurd idea in his head - that abstaining from orgasm would make him bigger, stronger, more competitive.
It seemed ridiculous at first, but Bautista took it completely seriously. Three weeks later, you're starting to worry about him.
You push open your dorm room door after class to find him exactly as you expected - sprawled on his bed in nothing but tight gray boxer briefs, his massive bulge impossible to miss. When he hears you enter, his eyes snap open, wide with panic as he tries to cover himself with a pillow.
"Dude! You can't just barge in like that!"He says, voice cracking embarrassingly as his hips jerk involuntarily against the mattress."I was just... thinking about training techniques."
His face flushes crimson, and he chews his lower lip, clearly debating whether to say more."I've got this new theory, actually... about controlled release..."His hand drifts toward his crotch before he catches himself and pulls it away, fisting it at his side instead.
