At University Pt 1: Moving in

[BeneathMyWillow 840]

Hi everyone, long time without writing for me. I thought I would follow up on the characters I wrote about in my Holiday series (first chapter of that is here in case anybody want to read that first). I'll still try to write some Kaymala stuff too because I still have some ideas for that, but there's a few things I'm excited to do with these characters.

Just a heads up, this chapter has a somewhat incest-y scene towards the end. If that's not your thing, you might want to check out after the line, 'We hugged, and Maddie and Adam set off, leaving me and David alone in the room.'

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It was a cloudy Saturday at the start of October. Below where we sat, the university plaza was thronging with students, talking loudly, handing out leaflets, hugging friends they hadn't seen over summer, or walking around with their parents in tow, their expressions a mixture of excitement and nerves.

Up here on the balcony of the campus bar was much quieter. The cooler autumn weather had driven most of the customers -- families having one last meal before the parents head home without their children -- indoors. On the balcony was just a couple of smokers and us. Me, my brother David, and our friends Maddie and Adam.

“So, how's your new room, Sarah?” Maddie asked, looking at me.

“Not bad,” I said with a small shrug. “It's bigger than I expected. Take me a bit to tidy it up though, put all my stuff away.”

“And she has plenty of stuff,” David said. “A whole crate of video games and books, you should see it. Took us ages to carry it all in from the car.”

“Fuck off, mate,” I protested. “I helped you move in last year, remember? I've got less than you had.”

It was my first day on campus. David had helped me move my several suitcases of stuff into my room, and then we'd met up for a drink with the others. All the work carrying bags had made me thirsty, and the big coke I'd ordered was disappearing quickly. A pressure was already starting to build in my bladder.

“You're over on North Campus, right?” said Adam. “The rooms over there are big. It's the price you pay for being miles away from everything else, that's all.”

“Pfff,” said Maddie. “Twenty minute's walk at most. It seems like miles when you're a first year and everyone else lives on main campus, but when you move off campus in second year you realise what a commute is really like.”

“That's fair. Took our bus forty-five minutes to get in this morning,” Adam said to me and David, “the roads were so snarled up with all the new students. Worth it, though. I love the start of term.”

“Hush, creepy boy,” said Maddie. “I know what you're thinking.”

“What, you feel it too,” said Adam. “All the hot people. Don't you think?” he added to me and David. “When you spend all summer out in the sticks, surrounded by old folks, then suddenly you're here surrounded by attractive people your own age. Like her, see? In the short skirt. You don't see many like that in our little Cornish village.”

“She's got nice legs, I guess,” I said, following his gesture. She also had a good figure, a rather tight-fitting top, golden blonde hair and a pretty face.

“Cute boyfriend,” said Maddie, which the blonde woman also had. “I'd do him if he was up for it.”

David cleared his throat. “I never asked, how was the rest of your summer?” he said. It had been over a month since the beach holiday where we had met Maddie and Adam, when we had got to know each other surprisingly well.

Adam shrugged. “More of the same. Went to the beach when it was sunny, hung around the house when it wasn't. Lots of fucking in both cases.”

“Only each other, though,” Maddie said. “I'm looking forward to trying some new dick again. How about yours? Your summer, I mean?”

“Uneventful,” I said. “Less fucking than yours.”

“Not none, I hope?” Adam said.

David and I met each others' eyes, then quickly looked away. Adam caught the look and smirked.

“No judgement here,” he said.

A chilly wind was picking up, making pimples stand up on my bare legs. At the other end of the balcony, the two people smoking both stubbed out their cigarettes, finished their beers and left.

I saw Maddie smile to herself and start fidgeting in her seat, fiddling with her skirt. She caught my eye and winked. I realised what she was thinking, and started discreetly manoeuvring my own skirt out of the way as well.

“It is getting a bit cold, isn't it?” Adam was saying. “If you still want that tour, maybe we should be finishing up and heading --”

He broke off at the pattering sound that had started. Both Maddie and I had started to piss where we sat, having pulled our skirts out of the way. The chair seats were a kind of plastic weave, meaning the liquid ran through the holes and onto the floor. The noise was quiet compared to the sound of the crowd below, but still audible. I could feel droplets from my stream bouncing up onto my legs, and I could see droplets from Maddie's landing on the glass divider that ran along the edge of the balcony. I hadn't bothered to pull my panties aside, but the material was thin enough that my stream just passed straight through.

Maddie was giggling, and once she'd started I couldn't help laughing as well. David was watching the puddles spread, wide-eyed.

“I wish you'd give us some warning for something like that,” Adam said, looking star struck. “Wasn't I just saying how horny I was? Oh my god, you two are the best.”

Our two puddles didn't spread very far. There were gaps between the wooden boards of the floor, and there must have been a drain down there. Still, the wet patches that we left were quite distinctive.

“Shall we go?” said Maddie, once she'd finished up what she was doing and recovered from her giggles. “I don't really want to get caught sitting on a big piss puddle.”

We finished the last of our drinks, gathered our things and left, me and Maddie still smiling, Adam still looking dazed.

Maddie and Adam's tour of campus, having started with an hour in the bar, went quickly through the other major sites of campus. They showed me the rest of the students' union building, which included the campus club room, and then led me around the library, the sports centre, and the philosophy department where I would be having lectures from next week. Then I said I would show them my room up on North Campus, so we walked back past the sports centre, past the seemingly endless football, rugby and cricket pitches, through a small wood, and up to North Halls.

The complex was in a rather nice bit of campus, it had to be said. Half a dozen blocks backed onto one bank of a small lake -- the other bank looked out over ploughed fields, with the city just visible as a collection of tower blocks in the distance. I was in block C, room 19, a ground floor room near the end of the corridor. Each building had its own common room and a kitchen on each floor. A separate building housed the laundry -- shared by everyone in North Halls -- and a small café.

“So, did you splash out the cash for an ensuite room?” Adam asked as I swiped my card to enter the building.

“No, no ensuite,” I said. “Just a sink in the room.”

“Oh, well with a sink why would you need an ensuite?” Adam said. “A sink is by definition a urinal as well. Trust me, half the people in this building are gonna be peeing in the sink. The halls I was in in first year, there were two toilets per floor between twenty people. Never once had to queue to use one.”

I giggled as I led them down the corridor towards my room. Just as we reached it, the door to the next room along opened, and a blonde woman in pink shorts and a fluffy pink jumper came out. She smiled at us as she squeezed past in the narrow corridor. I hadn't properly spoken to her yet -- nor to any of my new neighbours for that matter. I knew that I should do, and I was a bit worried that they'd all be making friends without me, but I'd wanted to see Maddie and Adam again first.

“Nice room,” said Maddie, looking around as she entered. “Pretty spacious.”

“Still pretty messy,” I said, gesturing to my various suitcases and crates of stuff from home. “I'll put it away later.”

“Speaking of sinks,” Adam said, “do you mind if I have a quick slash in yours?”

“Course,” I said. “Wait for me though, I need to piss as well.”

“Again?” Adam asked. “You went at the bar.”

“Coke goes through me quickly,” I said.

I pulled my skirt up and squared up to the sink, wondering how to tackle it. It was waist height, which was something of a problem. I tried standing on tiptoes, but that didn't give me much extra height. I tried lifting one leg up onto the edge of the sink, hoping I'd be able to manoeuvre my vag into the right position that way, but I still couldn't quite get high enough.

“Do you want a leg up?” Adam asked with a snicker.

Some things, I decided, weren't worth the effort. Rather than keep struggling, I decided just to relax. I let the piss flow where I was, still with one leg up on the sink. The stream spurted forwards and down. Some of it struck the edge of the sink and ran down the porcelain, some shot straight under the sink and sprayed against the wall behind. All of it ran down onto the carpet one way or another. I watched as it sat on top of the fibres before slowly soaking in, leaving a spreading wet patch.

“Oh, is that what we're doing then?” Adam said.

“Yeah,” I said. “Fuck the sink. Piss wherever you like, just don't get my stuff wet.”

“I like the way you think, girl,” said Maddie, giggling.

“You and me both,” said Adam, undoing his flies as he spoke. Without further ado he turned to face the wall beside the door and let loose. He clearly had been holding it for a while, the amount of force he had. I could see the spray coming off as more piss gushed out of him, pouring down the wall like a waterfall and spreading across the carpet. I wondered vaguely if the people in the rooms next door would hear the sound, before deciding I didn't really care.

“I needed that,” Adam said, tucking himself away and doing his flies back up. “Is this going to be a full-time arrangement in your room?”

“Why not?” I said. “If it starts to smell I can buy some carpet shampoo or something.”

Maddie glanced at her watch. “We should probably be going, Adam,” she said. To me, she added, “We said we'd pick up some shopping before dinner. It's really good to see you both again, though. Honestly, we both missed you.”

We hugged, and Maddie and Adam set off, leaving me and David alone in the room.

“Should, er, should I head off as well?” David asked. “Leave you to get to know your flatmates a bit?”

“You can if you like,” I said, sinking onto the bed. “If you don't want to do something else.”

David hesitated. “What else?”

I leaned back on the pillows, casually slipping one hand down the front of my skirt. “I was going to try the new bed out a bit,” I said. “You're welcome to join me if you like.”

To my surprise, David still looked uncertain.

“Do you not want to?” I asked. “If not, that's fine.”

“No, it's not that,” said David. “I'm down for it. I just … well, I want to make sure you are.”

“I suggested it, didn't I? And we've done it plenty of times before. Why would I not want it this time?”

“Well …” David gestured vaguely in the direction of the door. “Before, it was always at home, when mum and dad were out. Or when Maddie and Adam were around, but you knew they were cool with it. I thought you might be worried what your new flatmates would think, if they found us out …”

I gave a half shrug. “I don't think I really care what they might think of me,” I said. “I like spending time with you, and that includes this stuff we do alone together. Besides, it's not like we're properly fucking, right? We're just, you know, helping each other get off.”

“All right,” David said. “If you're sure. I'm just going to run to the loo first, okay?”

I laughed. “David, are you really going to walk all the way to the toilet when you've just seen Adam and me pissing on the floor?”

David paused, then shrugged. “Right you are,” he said. He unzipped his jeans and directed his cock towards the side of the (still empty) wardrobe. David never has a powerful stream, but he saves up a lot of fluid and pisses for a long time. I watched as his puddle spread across the floor, surrounding his shoes, intermingling with the wet patch that Adam had by the wall behind him. My hand was down my skirt still, my arousal mounting as I thought of all the day's events so far.

Once he was done, David crossed the room to me, kicking off his shoes and stripping down his jeans as he did so, and climbed into the bed beside me. It was only a single bed, so there wasn't a lot of space, but we did our best. As he snuggled down under the covers, I reached around to find his cock. It was already pretty hard, I noted smugly. He, for his part, found the bottom of my skirt and slid his hand up inside, pulling aside my still-damp panties to find the dampness of a different kind that was underneath. There was some writhing and wriggling, made awkward by the small space. Both of us were pretty horny to start off with, and we came quickly -- him first, spraying the inside of the freshly-cleaned bedsheets, and me just a few seconds later. For a few minutes we lay there, enjoying the post-climax bliss.

David met my eyes. He was still panting slightly. “Welcome to uni, Sarah,” he said.

I smiled. If the next three years were like today, I thought I would like this place.

[wetwulf 3,324]

Thank you @BeneathMyWillow. I have missed these characters, and I have missed your stories. I look forward to more of this and hopefully more of your Kaymala stuff, as well.

[-Z. 333]

So happy to see these characters return, excited to see where you go with this. 🙂

[new2this 128]

Oh man, stoked for a new chapter.  Thanks!

[BeneathMyWillow 840]

Thanks folks, it's good to be back writing again! For posterity I'll post the link to the next part here. Might be a couple of weeks before part 3 goes up, I'll be on holiday with a few old friends.