About Birds & Nests: Part 1

My new Roommate

In 2 parts, by CichyPiotr. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

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As usual, I went to the university in the morning. It was cloudy and rainy. Although the weather was not good, it did not discourage me. As a 20-something girl I was positive about life and believed that the best was yet to come.

When I was coming home in the evening and approaching my bus stop, I noticed a police car and an ambulance. After getting off the bus I saw that there were two policemen standing in front of my house and the entrance was covered with some kind of tape.

I sped up and approached the policemen.

Sorry, you can't go through here now - said one of the policemen firmly.

But I live here. What's going on? - I asked anxious.

I was asked to show my identity document. When I did that one of the policemen came inside and the other one told me to wait for a while.

After literally two minutes two men came out of my house. One was the policeman I had just seen. The other one was not dressed in uniform and started to explain to me what was really going on.

I found out from him that my parents were dead. They died in an accident that took place a few streets away. At that moment I stood up, not believing what this man was saying. But he was telling a truth that I could not accept. It was a moment in which I did not know what to do. Suddenly I was an orphan and I would have to live with that. I was not ready for that. I hadn't considered that possibility for the time being. But I had no choice but to do something.

The financial situation was not too good either. It turned out that the insurance that my parents used did not cover death in a traffic accident. As a result, I was left with only the money that was in their bank account. The amount of money may have been quite considerable, but as time went by I realized that there were still some costs I had to cover. The funeral arrangements are not free and will take up a large portion of those funds.

My best friend Danuta supported me as much as she could in this difficult situation. She even moved in with me so I wouldn't have to be alone. After the funeral, I realized that I would not have enough money for very long. Together with Danuta we looked for a way out of this situation. Finally we came to a conclusion that the only sensible solution is a roommate. So we put out an ad and soon afterwards the first answers came.

Only men applied. Most of them were not serious and gave some inappropriate proposals. It disgusted us so much that we added a note that we wanted a female roommate. Unfortunately, it did not change anything and only men of different age answered. After a few conversations we realized that we had to choose from what we had. Time was pressing, especially since it turned out that Danuta got a proposal to study in another city, which would be a great opportunity for her to further develop.

We invited for an interview a 35-year-old man who lived in the suburbs and wanted to be closer to work. His name was Stefan. Together with me, of course, was Danuta to help me in the interview. After a short conversation we came to an agreement that until I found a job he would cover the financial obligations. In return I would be responsible for the house. We agreed that there are no improper agreements and we are only roommates. Stefan agreed to the terms and paid the rent for the current month first, as we had agreed.

Stefan was a tall and well-built guy. He worked as a financial analyst at a company that was only a few stops from home. He would cover the rent. I will be able to continue my education in peace. Thanks to that, in the future I would have a well-paid job and a happy life.

For the first week the three of us lived together. Stefan turned out to be a normal and calm guy. There was nothing in his behavior that could seem to be wrong. Danuta and I felt that we had made the right decision. Even the fact that he had to sleep on a fold-out and rather uncomfortable couch didn't seem to be a problem for him.

Eleven days later Danuta had to leave. We said goodbye cordially and promised each other that we would keep in touch.

The next day I had two lectures cancelled and I could come back three hours earlier. I opened the door with the key and saw that my jacket and suitcase were standing in the hallway. As I was about to enter the living room, I saw that Stefan was lying on the bed and had his hand near his crotch. After a moment I noticed that he was moving his hand while holding his penis.

Even though I was in my early twenties, this was the first member I had ever seen. I lived in the conviction that learning was the most important thing and would allow me to live a prosperous life. The time for relationships and starting a family would still come for me. Therefore, I did not look for a boyfriend.

Back to Stefan on the bed. I realized that he was masturbating. He was using the fact that I was out of the house to satisfy his needs. I stood like that for a while until his hand stopped moving and his semen shot out of the tip. Stefan looked like he was very relieved after the semen spurted out of his member. After a moment he stood up briskly to reach for a tissue. Without thinking much I took a quick step away to the bathroom hoping that he did not notice me.

For the rest of the day, Stefan did not say anything about that situation. So I had the impression that he did not notice me. In the evening, when Stefan went for a run, I called Danuta. I told her about what had happened today when I got home from class.

That is quite normal. Everybody has to satisfy themselves sometimes - said Danuta laughing.

Not necessarily - I answered her.

On the other hand it is probably better that he did not ask you for help. Unless you haven't mentioned it yet, hmm... - Danuta added.

Stop it. It's disgusting - I answered my friend.

You don't even know how wrong you are. And just like everyone else you will find out one day - said Danuta and then we finished talking about it because Stefan came home.

In the evening I prepared sandwiches for dinner. I am not a master chef and I still have to learn how to cook. We ate, sat down in front of the TV and talked in the living room.

How was college? - Stefan asked me trying to start a conversation.

Fine - I answered shortly.

I was taking some time off to relax at home - said Stefan.

I know... I mean I guess - I corrected myself.

You saw how I... I was relieving myself - said Stefan with a smile.

No... I mean yes, but... - I started to stutter out of nervousness.

Don't worry. It is not unusual. Everyone has to relieve themselves sometimes - Stefan said.

I don't... - I said, feeling that this conversation was becoming more and more embarrassing for me.

Come on. You have never... - Stefan started to say.

No. That's disgusting - I interrupted and got up from the table. I went to my room to calm down.

After a while I read an SMS from Danuta. She asked me how things were going with Stefan. I wrote her about what happened after dinner. Danuta wrote back that I shouldn't exaggerate. At the end she added: "Actually, he could also satisfy your needs if you asked him ;) if you know what I mean". That last sentence encouraged me to think about it.

Danuta might be right. Stefan was doing it expecting to be alone. I think I reacted too impulsively to what my roommate said. For me it is a taboo subject. Still, my behavior was inappropriate. I should have talked to him more calmly about what took place.

I went downstairs. Stefan was still sitting in front of the TV. I sat down next to him and started talking.

I'm sorry for my behavior. I reacted too impulsively. I don't talk about these things with almost anyone - I explained my behavior.

I understand. I didn't know you had such an attitude. I respect that - Stefan said.

I am happy - I answered with a short smile on my lips.

If you want to talk about these things, you can do it with me, you know - suggested Stefan.

What? - I asked surprised

Eh... About birds and bees and satisfying your needs - Stefan explained.

I remembered what Danuta had written to me. If I asked him, he could satisfy my needs. I don't know what that means, but maybe it would be worth finding out. Of course, just to satisfy my curiosity and thirst for knowledge.

Do you know much about it? - I asked slightly abashed.

Enough so that you know how it works - Stefan answered and then added - If you want, I can explain everything to you.

But... we won't.... you know.... - I said, very confused.

Relax. Just what you want to know - said Stefan.

After a short hesitation I agreed to his proposal.

First of all, you must know that this is not a taboo subject and that it concerns all of us. The sooner you find out, the better for you. I don't have to tell you about the basics of anatomy, do I? - Stefan finished his short introduction.

I know - I answered shortly.

Girls have shells, men have birds. Have you seen a bird before? - Stefan asked.

When you relieved yourself - I answered.

Good. Now I will show it to you so that you ca