The new roommate III

We had a quick dinner at the bar downstairs, a beer and a couple of tapas. I was interested in going up as soon as possible and having some fun for a while. During dinner, we didn't talk about anything other than soccer, classes, and a little more.

I mentioned going back home and having a few more beers there in a relaxed atmosphere, and he agreed without hesitation. Once at home, I opened a couple of bottles we had in the fridge.

Chatting, I mentioned that I'd like to get to know him better, since he was always so reserved, and he looked at me and blushed, denying it, saying he wasn't reserved and had nothing to hide.

By saying that, he had fallen into my trap, and I asked him why he didn't tell me what he was doing that afternoon just before I called him to go down to dinner. He started to get a bit scared, and I calmed him down, saying that nothing was wrong, that he didn't have to tell me anything, but that he should trust me.

After taking a sip and breaking the uncomfortable silence, I went back to the subject, gently urging him to show me his room, of course offering to show him mine first.

He agreed surprisingly and invited me to his room. Once inside, I saw some posters of superheroes and landscapes. He saw me observing everything.

"Well, what do you think?" he said.

I replied that it was cool, while I grabbed his shoulders. He didn't resist my control over them, he just laughed. Letting him go and standing in front of him, I told him that I didn't expect a guy like him to have a room decorated like that, and he just shrugged.

"Can I ask you a question?" I said.

"Yes," he replied.

"Are you more of a person who likes to take control or do you prefer to let others lead?"

"How do you mean?" he asked, surprised.

"I mean, in life, are you more of a person who likes to be in charge or do you prefer others to decide the plans?"

"I prefer others to decide," he said.

"I'm more of a person who likes to be in charge," I told him.

He laughed slightly and told me that was okay, that we were complementary.

"If I order you to do something, would you be able to do it?"

"Yes, why not?" he said timidly.

I ordered him to take off his shirt, and at first, he was hesitant, but then he agreed. His torso was naked, just like I had seen in the photo he sent me without him knowing.

"Oh, how embarrassing," he said, covering his face.

At that moment, I looked down at his pants and saw that he was somewhat aroused.

"So, you like it when I tell you what to do," I said.

At that moment, he turned red like a tomato and nodded. He was already mine. I ordered him to stay in his underwear, hands behind his neck, and he did so.

"First of all, from today on, you're going to be my slave. It's clear that you're a novice, I'm going to educate you. This will be a secret betwe...