Living With Dormboy

Well, I guess I should let you all know something before I write my next post. My roommate for the summer is...Dormboy! He moved in at the same time I did, but I wasn't sure if I wanted to say anything about it or not. I figure I might as well tell you guys because if he ever finds this blog there's already plenty of detail that would allow him to figure out I was writing about him anyway. He barely uses his computer and he barely looks at porn, though, so I'm not too worried about ever having to face him.

You would think that living with Dormboy would be great for my sex life, but it's actually horrible. As I've explained, my relationship with Dormboy is the closest I've ever come to being in a relationship with a woman. He thinks and acts like one all the time, unless he's horny and his slutty side gets a chance to come out. Lately I haven't seen ANY of his slutty side. :( I don't really understand what's going on his head, and I don't really try to understand either...I just let him work it all out on his own. We've been living in the same place for 2 weeks and we've barely touched either, despite my trying hard! Oh well. Maybe he'll lighten up and be horny as we get settled in.

Having Dormboy here is detrimental to my sex life as well. I feel weird talking to guys on the phone when he's around, and I also feel weird about bringing them home. He really hates to be reminded that he's not the only thing in my life, so we wind up on bad terms as soon as it comes up. Wow, writing that I think I may have figured out why he's been so terrible--he has to see me being slutty and he hates it! If Dormboy were willing to have more fun and embrace his desires we could seriously be together, but I doubt that will ever happen. Until then he's going to get mad every time he sees me looking at, talking to, or having sex with any other guy.

I didn't necessarily want to live with Dormboy and I didn't imagine we'd be having sex all the time, but summer housing in a college town is plentiful and cheap. He has the cash to pay his full share of the rent without me having to knock money off of it to find another roommate, so there wasn't much of a choice! Since I've been so busy I haven't been able to work much, which means I really need the cash. I wish blogging about my adventures was a job instead of a hobby. ;-)

Anyway, don't worry. Dormboy and I are going to have to make it work and he's going to have to accept things the way they are. The sucky time I've been talking about since I started moving isn't going to last much longer!