NOTE: This RCS is a re-write. I was unable to find the original and now we get to start this ghostly adventure all over again starting with Trey, Brock, and Daniel
The idea of having a roommate was not something that I was super interested in, but after graduating from college I’ve been trying to make it anywhere I can. If that meant moving in with some pretentious asshole, then I would have to make do. Luckily for me, I would be getting so much more out of this apartment than I ever imagined.
"This is your room." Trey shoved open the door to a small room. A mattress was propped up against the wall and had a brown stain on the corner. I didn't even want to try to guess what it could have been from. He opened the door to the bathroom which hit the toilet after opening up about a foot.
"Great." I gave a slight thumbs up, looking at the shower-less bathroom.
"I just have some rules you have to follow so you don't fuck up my flow. Alright? First, no coming out of the room after I bring chicks home or before they leave in the morning. Pretend not to be here. Second, shower in my room is the only one available and you can only use it if we don't have guests and before seven in the morning. Lastly, don't overcrowd the fridge. I like to keep beer in there and whatever leftovers you bring home should just go in the trash because, lets be real honest, you don't need them." He poked my belly and chuckled as he walked down the hall and into his room. The door slammed shut and I took a breath, trying not to panic.
"This won't be so bad." I looked at my bare room and set my box down. I had a few more in the car I would need to bring up, but I just wanted to sit. The box contained some memories from college and a couple of other things I wanted to make sure made it in safe. Brock was fumbling around in the next room and then I heard him grunting. This flat had surprisingly thin walls. All I wanted to do was shout through the wall, but instead I opted to bring up the rest of my belongings. When I got back to the apartment I noticed that douche-bag's door was open and Trey was stumbling around inside. There was something chasing him and I almost dropped my box when he stopped in the doorway, a flicker of light shining off what looked like pliable glass floating through the air.
"Fuck, not now." Trey relaxed suddenly as the light flew into his ear, causing his head to turn away from me. Slowly, his cock hardened as something moved around inside of him. His gut became bloated and then his toned abs suddenly returned before he looked up at me.
"I'm so sorry about this meat sack's poor attitude. Let's start over. I'm Brock." He held out his hand, ignoring the bulge in his underwear and smiled. It was much warmer than Trey's.
"I'm Daniel." I held out my hand and shook his.
"Well, I should tell you right now if you haven't figured it out already, but I am a ghost. I don't normally reveal myself to people, but since you are going to be living here with me I might as well introduce myself. I take over this fine piece of meat every now and then just to have some fun, but I died in this apartment a while back. I had weight problems too, so I didn't like that he poked you either." He stretched a bit and then shoved his hand in his underwear, massaging his borrowed cock.
"Oh." To be honest, I was a little shocked. I didn't really know how to absorb the information that was just thrown into my new apartment, but I was going to try.
"I can tell you're surprised, but listen. I'm not malicious. I'm actually pretty cool." He pulled his hand out of his junk and crossed his arms. He could tell I didn't believe him and so he moved closer to me, grabbed my hand, and shove it down his pants.
"What the - "
"Look, I could tell you wanted him and with me in control I can let you have whoever you want. I actually like the idea of having a non-dead guy as a friend. Plus, I think your kind of cute." He flexed his pecs and then tensed his dick. I hesitated before pulling away.
"So, how does all this work? You're dead, but you're still here? Why?" I asked.
"I'm not really sure why I'm still here, but it hasn't really been a problem for me. As for the taking control of hot guys thing, I just kind of float into whatever hole is available and squirm around inside for a bit until it feels right. Normally I have to just line myself up, but it depends on the guy." He shrugged.
"Cool," I was totally turned on by that, but I wanted to see more, "can we try it out on someone else?" I asked.
He seemed surprised at my interest and grinned, "Of course. Where do you want to go? I've been meaning to take this guy out for a while now."
Can't wait for the next chapter!