Derby, Chapter 3 by wantsomefun

Derby made sure he was up early the next morning. He suffered through a few minutes of mindless jabbering from his new roommate, before he escaped to the shower. He was proud of himself for having resisted the urge to ram the little nerd’s Star Wars toy light saber, which Martin had apparently bought at the last convention he attended, down the kid’s throat. Idly, he wondered how much longer he would be able to control himself. God, what had he done to deserve this?Derby had suffered enough in his young life. The woman he had loved had rejected him. Even worse, she had done it by fucking his supposed best friend. Derby allowed himself to brood on that for a moment as he stood under the shower’s spray. “No wonder I’m bitter,” he thought. “No wonder I’ve decided that women exist only to be used. After all, the one I loved used me and then threw me away like a bloody tampon.”

Registration went smoothly, and Derby was out of there by 9am. Good. That meant that he could avoid Melissa, the girl he had used and thrown away last night. It was time to move on with his list of chicks to fuck. That hot little Hispanic piece of ass, Josie, was next. But how would he move on her?

Luck was with Derby that morning. As he was hanging around, wondering what to do next and dreading going to the bookstore and spending a ton of money on textbooks he knew he might never read, he spotted her. She was walking toward the campus bookstore, holding a sheaf of papers that Derby guessed were the reading lists for her Freshman courses. He let her pass, watching her from a distance, admiring how her big tits and bubble butt moved under the tank top and athletic shorts she wore. Damn fine looking piece of Latina ass! Once she had a good head start on him, Derby began to follow her.

As expected, she walked into the campus bookstore. Derby followed.

He found her among the stacks of Freshman English Composition materials. Her arms were already full of books.

“Hi, Josie! Remember me?”

“Oh, hi, Derby, isn’t it?”

“That’s right. The first time I saw you, you were struggling with stacks of stuff moving into your dorm. I helped you then. May I help you now?”

“Would you? That would be great! But don’t you have to get your own books?”

“I already did,” Derby lied. “I was at registration when they opened this morning, and then I came over here and got my stuff. I threw it all in my room and decided to come back out for a walk, since it’s such a nice day. Once classes start, I’ll probably be busy, so I figured I’d enjoy my last few days of freedom. I just stopped in here to see if I forgot anything.”

They finished picking up all of Josie’s course materials, and Derby helped her carry the bags back to her room. As they walked, Derby turned on his charm and asked her some questions designed to give him some idea of how to get in her pants. This one seemed like she was going to be a real challenge. If it weren’t for the fact that Derby was hungry for some spicy, slightly dark meat, he might have decided to move on.

He had a plan, though. It had worked so far, and he decided to stick with it. Plus, there was the thrill of the seduction and the satisfaction of the conquest to look forward to. And those tits and that ass! If he could fuck her, it might be a hell of a ride.

Josie was almost painfully shy. She didn’t have much experience with the opposite sex. She had gone to an all-girls Catholic high school at her father’s insistence. But the fact that she had had a sheltered childhood under the strict eyes of ever-watchful nuns didn’t keep Josie from being very curious about men. She had fantasized about meeting a handsome, charming man at college and having a wonderful romance with him. And here was the epitome of handsome charm, sitting a foot away from her in her dorm room, seeming very interested in her. And this was only her third day on campus!

Derby told her some things about himself. Many of them were true. He decided to save the story about Megan for later. He had already proven to himself that that story, told the right way in the right setting, made girls feel sorry for him and made him seem like a sensitive guy. It made them feel like they had to help him. Christy and Melissa had helped him a lot – had helped him get his rocks off. Why stray from a proven formula?

Making an excuse about helping his roommate to unpack and finish setting up their room, Derby left Josie, having gotten her to agree to see him at dinner. It was then that he would start his seduction of her in earnest.

When he got back to his room, Martin was there. “Hi, Roomie!” Martin said. “You forgot your phone. It’s been blowing up all morning. Oh, and some girl named Christy stopped by looking for you. She’s really pretty. I told her I didn’t know where you were. She seems like a very nice girl. Is she your girlfriend? She seemed a little upset that you weren’t here. Are you going to call her? I started to show her my Lord of the Rings movie memorabilia collection to try to entertain her while she waited for you, but then she said she had to go. Say, do you want to see my collection? There’s some really cool stuff that….”

“Will you just shut the fuck up?” Derby shouted. “Are you always this irritating? Do you work at being a pathetic nerd, or does it come naturally?”

“Derby, what’s wrong? I just want to be your friend. I want to show you some of my great stuff. I know you’ll really like it and then we can be buddies and….”

Derby stood up and walked over to Martin, fists clenched. There was an ugly vein standing out on Derby’s one temple. “Martin, I’m going to say this once, so shut your pimply face and listen. I’m not going to be your friend. I’m not your buddy. I would rather have my toenails ripped out with a pair of pliers than even associate with you. If you don’t want to wake up dead some morning, I suggest you do yourself a favor and stop talking to me. And don’t ever talk to any girls who know me. I have decided that you are even more immature and repulsive than I had originally thought, and that’s saying a lot. Your best bet is to let me alone. If you do that, I might let you live long enough to find another weirdo roommate. Have I made myself clear?”

Martin sat there, stunned and cowering, looking like he might cry.

Before he lost control completely, Derby stalked out of the room and slammed the door behind him.

“Oh God,” Derby thought. “I can’t believe that people like him really exist. The fucking kid is a cartoon. He’s way worse than the guys in some of those movies and TV shows about creepy, nerdy geeks. I laugh at that crap because the characters are so overdone, but shit! Martin’s ten times worse than any of them! He makes Pee Wee Herman look suave and sophisticated! I may just have to start spending the whole night with these chicks just so I can stay away from him and keep my sanity.

“Maybe that’s what I’ll do tonight,” Derby said to himself. “Stay out all night. Hell, Josie’s doing the whole ‘good Catholic girl’ routine. It could take all night to get her naked and mounted on my cock. But kid, if you can pull that one off, if you can de-flower that hot virgin, it will be so worth it. Yeah, playing motorboat with those huge tits, eating that tuna taco, grabbing that big ass, and busting that little cherry, and then letting her lie there alone, wondering what happened – oh yeah, that will be just fucking great! And then tomorrow, I’m gonna break a little Asian porcelain doll”

Those thoughts made Derby smile. He was much happier now. He could almost see Martin for what he was: a cartoon character to be enjoyed, both for the amusement factor and for his vulnerability as a vent for Derby’s frustrations. Maybe it would be worth it to keep Martin around just so he wouldn’t need to buy a punching bag. If he could use these girls as his own personal cum-dumpsters, he could use Martin as his favorite non-sexual victim. Maybe he could even pretend to himself that Martin represented Joe, his ex-best friend that had stolen his precious Megan. Of course, that could be pretty dangerous for Martin. Oh, well.

The campus was much more crowded now than it had been the day before. The upperclassmen were showing up. Derby took a walk down fraternity row, admiring the lifestyle he imagined the brothers enjoyed. All that freedom, all that camaraderie with guys like him who just wanted to fuck as many hot chicks as possible. And speaking of hot chicks, there were all the sorority sisters. Wow. Out of his league for now, since he was a lowly freshman, but wait until next year!

Derby strolled along, checking out the sights. One frat house in particular caught his eye. There was a truck outside unloading kegs of beer, and there was a volleyball court in the side yard, with some guys playing volleyball with a bunch of girls in micro-bikinis. Sweet. These guys knew how to live. He had already heard a little about this frat house, which apparently had the reputation of being the big party place. Supposedly, they were always on the verge of getting closed down by the college, but some of their alumni were big contributors to the school, so the house stayed open. He could try to find out more about the place later.

Tonight he would see if he could fuck Josie. He knew he would need to bring his A-game, but his success the last two nights gave him confidence. He would have dinner with her, just like he had done the night before with Melissa, walk around the campus with her, take her for ice cream, like he had done with both Christy and Melissa, and then head to the old courtyard and fountain. That was where he had done his tearful act that had worked with the other two girls, and he figured it should work again.