Hot Roommates Novels & Stories

"It's not your fault; it's just...complicated. We need to be more careful from now on." Gage nodded again, his jaw set in determination. Together, they reached their room and slipped inside, shutting the door behind them. ****

I grumble in defeat after remembering I still have to spend more than 10 months with him as my roommate. “Fuck you, Universe. You could’ve given me literally anyone else as a roommate.” I complain to literally no one. “As charming and bright as ever.” I glance behind me to see Tristian catching up to me, a knowing smirk plastered across his face.” “What do you want?” “Damn. Is that how you welcome your only friend in school?” I sigh but apologize. “It’s Jayden.” “I knew it.” Tristian snorts. “You’ve been roommate with him for how long? And you guys are already this incompatible.”

When I came back to the dorm after dinner, Rachel and the others were already in the middle of the hallway, starting on the fondue. The moment I stepped inside, an intense, rich smell hit the back of my throat. As if fondue weren’t enough, Rachel was actually grilling patties over charcoal in a cramped dorm room. Did she not care about carbon monoxide poisoning? When she saw me, she put on a fake look of surprise. "Oh wow, silly me, I totally forgot to invite you, Lila!"

Max would go to work and make lovely meals for strangers, whereas Grace would sit at her laptop, trying to capture the precise moment when two people stop to be individuals and become a pair. But tonight, they were simply Max and Grace, huddled together on their sofa in their apartment, disputing about what to watch on N*****x and expecting a future that felt both thrilling and inevitable. The unforeseen roommate arrangement has become the most anticipated event in each of their lives. And they were right where they belonged.

“And you’re allergic to shirts. Let’s meet in the middle.” He reached for a napkin and a pen. “Great. Let’s draft a clause.” I raised an eyebrow. “A clause?” He scribbled dramatically and held it up. THE ROOMMATE CLAUSE • No loud sex after 10PM • No nakedness in common areas unless mutually agreed • No falling in love I stared at it. “You’re kidding.” He pushed it across the counter. “Sign here.” “Where’s the clause about you not touching yourself in the living room?”

He was hot and sexy and obviously, he must have slept with a million girls. Why did I even care? We were just roommates and it's better if we stayed that way. God, I hope the walls are soundproof.

Hey everyone! I'm Maddie and this happened this last Saturday night. I'm in college and I have two roommates: Erin and Troy. Erin, Troy, and I all met in the campus pride club last year and became friends, so we figured we would split an apartment this year. Now with the lockdown, we are all quarantined together. I asked them if I could post this story as payback for my sexual frustration (you'll see) and they agreed.

5" penis. She was also the most popular girl in school and more than a little bit of a taskmaster. Her two roommates for the evening in the hotel room were also seniors, but surprisingly, they were new students. Girls who'd moved to Athens during the last summer. They were both more than a little intimidated to be staying with her. They followed her into the room and dropped their stuff next to the bed. Cameron Fuller and Jaiden Howe were close. They were basically forced to be close, being the new girls on the squad. Beyond that, they genuinely liked one another and they were relieved that if they were going to stay with Kimber, they would do it together. It wasn't as if they didn't like Ki

"Don't lie down here!…" "But this is my bed." "Oh come on, don't make me climb up. My back still hurts from the fall." "Yeah, sorry about that. But I don't want to move from here." "It's awkward with two dudes sleeping on the same bed." I told him. "Ugh, yeah this is pretty… gay." Then it did became awkward after that, due to my short temper, I just pushed him off his bed claiming it all to myself. "Yujiii!"

If I stayed for a longer period of time in the living room at night, the shoes would be directed toward the living room in the morning. If I went back to my room to rest earlier, she would also adjust the shoes earlier. It was as if she was plotting some sort of route according to my actions. I told Henry all these things. Henry soon replied, [The abnormal temperature means that something is right beside you, and your roommate adjusting the array according to your actions shows that you’re her goal.] [What should I do now?] [You can try asking her, but be careful of your words. Don’t let her figure out that you’ve realized something.]