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First when I say sleeping with I don't mean actual sex, but I've actually been sleeping with him.
I share a 3 bedroom place with 2 other people. I don't have the biggest room but I do have the biggest bed. I sleep on a queen sized mattress which isn't any longer than the twin size that they both have but it's a bit wider.
But to the point.
It started a couple weeks ago. There was a small party here that happened pretty much because I was out voted, I'm always outvoted by my two female roommates. I'm not the social type of person at all so I prefer to keep to myself in most situations.
But the party only consisted of a few people that decided that its cool it shout over each other and drink and act just plain foolish. I'm not saying that just because I'm not old enough to drink, but I really think that drunk people look stupid. All the while I was in my room drawing, finishing up a piece that I wanted to. include in my college entrance portfolio.
Both of my roommates have boyfriends but both have different types of boyfriends. One has never had a the same boyfriend for more than a month and the other has been dating a guy named Corey for almost a year now.
Before I went to bed they began playing a very high school game called truth or dare.
This went on for about an hour and a half as I drifted in and out of sleep. About 2 in the morning I could here everyone start to leave except for my two roommates and Corey.
Before I finally went to sleep my roommate and Corey open my door and climb into my bed. My roommate holds onto me and her boyfriend holds onto her. At this point I'm so tired and so use to her goofiness that I don't care. I just fall asleep. When I were both getting ready for work. My roommate told me that sleeping with me was a dare but to be honest I didn't care because rules were that every time they throw a party they have to wait a week before they could throw another one so I knew I would be able to get a week of sleep without being interrupted. I was wrong though. That same day Corey and his roommates had a fight so for the entire week he stayed with us. Every single night I was woken up by their bed squeaking and slamming against my wall.
When the next week came they decided to throw another party. Only this time luck was on my side and it rained heavy. No one but my Corey and my other roommates boyfriend showed up. It was pretty much canceled. Everyone went to their own beds but at around midnight it was done raining but the ceiling in one of my roommates rooms fell in. Unfortunately for me she had sold the couch the month before so her and Corey had no place to sleep but my bed or the floor. I'd suggested that they sleep on the floor or go over to his house on the other side of town but of course they pretty much ignored me and climbed into bed with me again.
When I woke up this time Corey was still in bed with me but my roommate was outside of my door having a screaming match with my other roommate. They were both arguing over whether or not Corey should be there. Corey didn't even both jumping in and breaking it up. He spent the entire 5 or more minutes staring at me until the front door slammed. Then he got out of bed and started getting ready for work along with my roommate. That night my roommate and Corey slept in my other roommates bed because she decided that she was going to stay at her boyfriends place for a week.
The next day the ceiling was repaired and they both slept in her own room. The next day I find that my roommate and her boyfriend have a change in their work schedule so while he still worked mornings she worked nights.
The first day that this change in schedule happened Corey slept in her bed while she was at work but then in the middle of the night he came into my bed. He was in PJs and we just had a conversation. It's the same conversation I have with anyone that first tries to get to know me, the "Are you always so quiet?" conversation. After we were done talking I turned around and went to sleep. I was pretty sure that he went back to her room but when I woke up he had his arms wrapped around me.
He's not my type of guy at all but I really didn't mind because I'd never had a guy hold me like that before.
His alarm went off a few minutes before she walked in so by the time she came in he was getting dressed.
I didn't even consider telling her that time because it wasn't a big deal to me because nothing happened.
Then the next day it happened again only this time when I was coming out of the shower and was about to go to bed he was there all ready just looking up at the ceiling. I thought that the same thing would happen again; brief conversation and then maybe I'd wake up in his arms again. Only this time there wasn't a conversation because as soon as I got into bed and got under my blanket he got under my blanket and climbed behind me. When I woke up the same thing happened as last time. I decided not to tell my roommate again because nothing really happened.
That night it didn't happen because my roommate had the day off so they slept together.
He didn't come back into my bed again until a few days later. When I got out of the shower and climbed into my bed he was all ready under my blanket. This time when he climbed behind me I could tell he wasn't wearing any PJs and only had on boxers.
The next day it happened like that again except this time after he climber behind me he took off my PJs. When my roommate got home I decided not to tell her again. I thought that what happened was a big deal even though we didn't have sex but I really didn't know what to say.
The latest thing happened two nights ago. When I got into bed he took off my PJs but he didn't climb behind me he laid in front of my and kept his hands on my back. He watched me and I just fell asleep.


We haven't had sex and at this point I don't know if it's even a good idea to tell my roommate because I don't know how I would explain why I let things get this far being I'm not out. Second we haven't had sex. Third he's not my type of guy and I don't think I'll ever let him have sex with me. I think that he is just trying to see how far he can push things until I push him away.
I don't want to sleep with him like this but I still like how he makes me feel when he holds me. I think it's a good idea to stop it but I'm not really sure how to go about doing that.

Update...I pretty much told him off in a polite way. He's in a relationship with someone I know and I thought no good could come of it. Glad I didn't because I heard some things about him and it would have been really bad if we went through with it and I only heard it later.