My "straight" roommate thinks he's an alpha male god. But I'm about to put him in his place.
When my college roommate Jack catches me in a compromising position, he thinks he has the upper hand. He proposes a we both keep our hands off ourselves for as long as we can, and the first one to lose has to wear a chastity cage for as long as the other wants. Jack thinks he can control me because he knows I'm attracted to him. He thinks all he has to do is walk around our dorm room, flexing his muscles and acting like a cocky jerk, and I'll fall apart.
But Jack underestimates me. I can play his game too, and I'm not as easy to control as he thinks. As the days go by, I start to tease him, tempt him, and turn the tables on him. I use his own confidence against him, pushing him to the brink of desire. And to my surprise, Jack isn't as immune to me as he thought he was.
I'll put this straight boy in his place and get exactly what I want from him, and he'll be begging me for more.