MY ROOMMATE IS (WAY) TOO HOT!
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More is cumming tomorrow!
I had to let you some time to digest the previous chapter.
I had to let you some time to digest the previous chapter.
By the time I finish one of your chapters, I’m exhausted and gasping for breath. Great story, well written, filled with word pictures. So realistic I even have a sore asshole. Thx
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Is it tomorrow yet? I can never work it out when tomorrow is for people in the northern hemisphere.More is cumming tomorrow!
I had to let you some time to digest the previous chapter.
MY ROOMMATE IS (WAY) TOO HOT
Chapter 13: Way too Straight? (part 1)
Samuel was the perfect roommate.
He was incredibly hot, he had the biggest delicious cock, he was cool and open-minded, and he did not mind using me for releasing his super-high sexual drive.
The only problem was... He was way too straight!
Still.
After the countless blowjobs I had given him, after he had fucked me in his bed, after all that time we had spent together and how much I could tell he was enjoying it, the dude was still looking for pussies to snatch.
What was wrong with him?!
As soon as he started feeling a bit better with his arms and could somewhat use his hands, he went back to his old habit and (painfully) scrolled his social media to find the next chick to bang.
I should not have gotten my expectations up but that was disappointing nevertheless.
I mean, did he not actually love smashing the hell out of me?
And it is not like it had been an accident.
He had made it happen!
Like, he really wanted it. Did not he?
After he fucked me on his bed, I wondered if this would become as regular as the handjobs or the blowjobs.
At first, it did not feel like it would.
Samuel required my lips around his cock the next morning, and not my asshole. To be fair, it was still sore for the night before.
I washed his sheets that we had messed up together, and when he returned to his bedroom, he simply commented mindlessly:
"Can't believe there was your anal juice all over my covers, mate!"
"Yes, right... Last night was crazy."
He mentioned banging me a couple more times, but only like a fun memory. He did not seem eager to do it again.
I was though!
See, that moment had literally changed my life.
I waited a couple more days before making a move. We were both naked in the bathtub and he was trying to wash his own cock by himself for the first time.
Admittedly, I was not a fan of Samuel getting healed so quickly.
Maybe I had done too much of a good job taking care of him.
Thankfully, he still needed me to wash his back and the fact that he could have taken care of many tasks on his own but purposely asked for my help was a good sign.
I was sliding my fingers in his ass crack to get it real clean when I asked him the question.
I tried to sound as casual as humanly possible. I did not think that I succeeded.
"By the way, how was it like for you? The other night, when you... when you fucked me?"
He chuckled.
"What are you trying to do, asking this, with your fingers so close to my pucker?"
"You don't want to bottom for me?" I joked.
"Nah, that'd crossing a line I feel like."
Not so committal, I noticed.
"But banging me was not crossing a line?"
He turned around to face me.
Maybe he was afraid I was going to finger him.
"What's your problem, roomie? I thought you liked it."
"I did. I... I was just wondering... Didn't you?"
"Sure! That was new and exciting. I mean, I hadn't shoved my dong in an asshole for too long. I needed that."
I gulped.
As often, his dick was sporting a strong morning wood. I had not jerked him off yet. I was no fool, I had chosen to bring up the subject while he was horny.
That being said, it had become very natural for Sam to be naked and hard right next to me, his cock often poking my legs, stomach... or ass.
"Would you happen to need that... again?" I asked.
He smirked at me.
"You, naughty boy. Finally, I see where you're getting at."
"Come on, Sam."
"What? You have to learn to state your piece, mate. To say it like it is!"
"Okay. I want you to fuck me. Is that good enough?!" I snapped.
"Wow, now we're getting somewhere!"
He rubbed his cock against my left thigh.
"This was all you were waiting for then, hearing me say it?"
"What?"
He was genuinely perplexed.
Good Lord, Samuel had really not been torturing his mind over this... I was the only one thinking about it 24/7.
"Forget it."
"What's up with you, Oliver? I can fuck you if this is what you want! You're blowing my cock every single day; you can get a big dicking once in a while. You just need to ask for it."
"That's just stupid."
I bent over to empty the bathtub and he grabbed my hips.
As well as he could, he was still very much struggling with his upper arms.
"Come on, don't be like that. You don't have to beg for it, I can pound your little ass, roomie."
A part of me wanted him to admit that he wanted this as much as I did, but another part was worried that it was simply not the case.
In any event, I could not refuse the offer.
It was like my asshole was irresistibly drawn to his throbbing dick.
"Damn, Sam... Be careful, I might be getting used to that."
"We'll find you some nice cock to fill you with, when I'm back on the market for the available chicks in town."
Fuck.
He would leave me behind as soon as he would feel better.
To be fair, he had not promised me anything, and I had never told him how I really felt.
Worse, he was telling me that it meant nothing, and I was only responding by moving my ass up and down his bone.
As long as I could get some, right?
"Where do you want to... to do it?"
"Fuck you? Right there! We can make a mess here in the bath, no need to change the sheets!"
He managed to pull me towards him.
Having Samuel find some of his mobility back was not such a bad thing after all. It also meant that he could be a little more proactive in my fucking.
"We don't have lube..."
My ass was acutely remembering how girthy his cock was.
"I have my spit. And you have your mouth! Come take a lick at your lollipop."
Why did I have to be so into him?
Anything he was telling me was working like a spell. My knees fell in the water so I could blow him.
Just seeing his massive hard cock in front of my face was getting me in the mood every single time.
He spat on his dick from above me and I started licking it off.
"So fucking veiny..." I muttered, in awe, feeling each of his prominent blue vein against my tongue.
"Do that thing that is so cool... When you suck me off but let your tongue hang below my cock and down to my balls."
I smiled at him.
"Oh, you like that?"
"Fucking hell, I do..."
"So... You want this..."
I opened my mouth wide and twirled with my tongue. I was drooling on the wet tip of his cock.
I could play his little begging games too.
Samuel used his forearm to push my face towards his cock.
I bet he was so frustrated not to be able to use his hands and fingers fully.
"Come on, mate... Prep that cock for your tight hole. Make it slippery."
It was good enough for me. I started by bobbing on his shiny cockhead before sliding his big rod in my mouth and throat.
With all the practice I now had on his XXL dick, I was getting truly better at it, including as sticking my tongue out during the blowjob to make bubbles in my mouth and to feel his balls as I was deepthroating him.
"Mmmf..."
I gagged.
I knew that he loved that.
Soon enough, I was not only going down on his monster-cock, Samuel was actively fucking my throat.
The fucker liked to see me tearing up!
It was all for good cause though, I needed to get that pole extra slimy before it would invade my hole.
"I should skull-fuck guys more often!" Sam exclaimed once he was done with my mouth.
I stroked his slippery dick while I was panting.
"You... You certainly... Are not... Afraid to go full-in..."
He laughed.
"Don't worry, man, I'll give the exact same treatment to your hole!"
"You better..." I dared him.
I stood up, my own cock leaking in the tub.
I rubbed my cockhead against his arms and then against his chest playfully.
Samuel did not seem to mind, but he was in a rush to move on.
"Turn around..." He whispered in my ear.
I did.
"How do you want to do this?" I asked, trembling.
"Just put your hands against the tiles wall, I'll take care of the rest."
I arched my back and did exactly as I was told.
[Chapter 13 continues below]
Chapter 13: Way too Straight? (part 1)
Samuel was the perfect roommate.
He was incredibly hot, he had the biggest delicious cock, he was cool and open-minded, and he did not mind using me for releasing his super-high sexual drive.
The only problem was... He was way too straight!
Still.
After the countless blowjobs I had given him, after he had fucked me in his bed, after all that time we had spent together and how much I could tell he was enjoying it, the dude was still looking for pussies to snatch.
What was wrong with him?!
As soon as he started feeling a bit better with his arms and could somewhat use his hands, he went back to his old habit and (painfully) scrolled his social media to find the next chick to bang.
I should not have gotten my expectations up but that was disappointing nevertheless.
I mean, did he not actually love smashing the hell out of me?
And it is not like it had been an accident.
He had made it happen!
Like, he really wanted it. Did not he?
After he fucked me on his bed, I wondered if this would become as regular as the handjobs or the blowjobs.
At first, it did not feel like it would.
Samuel required my lips around his cock the next morning, and not my asshole. To be fair, it was still sore for the night before.
I washed his sheets that we had messed up together, and when he returned to his bedroom, he simply commented mindlessly:
"Can't believe there was your anal juice all over my covers, mate!"
"Yes, right... Last night was crazy."
He mentioned banging me a couple more times, but only like a fun memory. He did not seem eager to do it again.
I was though!
See, that moment had literally changed my life.
I waited a couple more days before making a move. We were both naked in the bathtub and he was trying to wash his own cock by himself for the first time.
Admittedly, I was not a fan of Samuel getting healed so quickly.
Maybe I had done too much of a good job taking care of him.
Thankfully, he still needed me to wash his back and the fact that he could have taken care of many tasks on his own but purposely asked for my help was a good sign.
I was sliding my fingers in his ass crack to get it real clean when I asked him the question.
I tried to sound as casual as humanly possible. I did not think that I succeeded.
"By the way, how was it like for you? The other night, when you... when you fucked me?"
He chuckled.
"What are you trying to do, asking this, with your fingers so close to my pucker?"
"You don't want to bottom for me?" I joked.
"Nah, that'd crossing a line I feel like."
Not so committal, I noticed.
"But banging me was not crossing a line?"
He turned around to face me.
Maybe he was afraid I was going to finger him.
"What's your problem, roomie? I thought you liked it."
"I did. I... I was just wondering... Didn't you?"
"Sure! That was new and exciting. I mean, I hadn't shoved my dong in an asshole for too long. I needed that."
I gulped.
As often, his dick was sporting a strong morning wood. I had not jerked him off yet. I was no fool, I had chosen to bring up the subject while he was horny.
That being said, it had become very natural for Sam to be naked and hard right next to me, his cock often poking my legs, stomach... or ass.
"Would you happen to need that... again?" I asked.
He smirked at me.
"You, naughty boy. Finally, I see where you're getting at."
"Come on, Sam."
"What? You have to learn to state your piece, mate. To say it like it is!"
"Okay. I want you to fuck me. Is that good enough?!" I snapped.
"Wow, now we're getting somewhere!"
He rubbed his cock against my left thigh.
"This was all you were waiting for then, hearing me say it?"
"What?"
He was genuinely perplexed.
Good Lord, Samuel had really not been torturing his mind over this... I was the only one thinking about it 24/7.
"Forget it."
"What's up with you, Oliver? I can fuck you if this is what you want! You're blowing my cock every single day; you can get a big dicking once in a while. You just need to ask for it."
"That's just stupid."
I bent over to empty the bathtub and he grabbed my hips.
As well as he could, he was still very much struggling with his upper arms.
"Come on, don't be like that. You don't have to beg for it, I can pound your little ass, roomie."
A part of me wanted him to admit that he wanted this as much as I did, but another part was worried that it was simply not the case.
In any event, I could not refuse the offer.
It was like my asshole was irresistibly drawn to his throbbing dick.
"Damn, Sam... Be careful, I might be getting used to that."
"We'll find you some nice cock to fill you with, when I'm back on the market for the available chicks in town."
Fuck.
He would leave me behind as soon as he would feel better.
To be fair, he had not promised me anything, and I had never told him how I really felt.
Worse, he was telling me that it meant nothing, and I was only responding by moving my ass up and down his bone.
As long as I could get some, right?
"Where do you want to... to do it?"
"Fuck you? Right there! We can make a mess here in the bath, no need to change the sheets!"
He managed to pull me towards him.
Having Samuel find some of his mobility back was not such a bad thing after all. It also meant that he could be a little more proactive in my fucking.
"We don't have lube..."
My ass was acutely remembering how girthy his cock was.
"I have my spit. And you have your mouth! Come take a lick at your lollipop."
Why did I have to be so into him?
Anything he was telling me was working like a spell. My knees fell in the water so I could blow him.
Just seeing his massive hard cock in front of my face was getting me in the mood every single time.
He spat on his dick from above me and I started licking it off.
"So fucking veiny..." I muttered, in awe, feeling each of his prominent blue vein against my tongue.
"Do that thing that is so cool... When you suck me off but let your tongue hang below my cock and down to my balls."
I smiled at him.
"Oh, you like that?"
"Fucking hell, I do..."
"So... You want this..."
I opened my mouth wide and twirled with my tongue. I was drooling on the wet tip of his cock.
I could play his little begging games too.
Samuel used his forearm to push my face towards his cock.
I bet he was so frustrated not to be able to use his hands and fingers fully.
"Come on, mate... Prep that cock for your tight hole. Make it slippery."
It was good enough for me. I started by bobbing on his shiny cockhead before sliding his big rod in my mouth and throat.
With all the practice I now had on his XXL dick, I was getting truly better at it, including as sticking my tongue out during the blowjob to make bubbles in my mouth and to feel his balls as I was deepthroating him.
"Mmmf..."
I gagged.
I knew that he loved that.
Soon enough, I was not only going down on his monster-cock, Samuel was actively fucking my throat.
The fucker liked to see me tearing up!
It was all for good cause though, I needed to get that pole extra slimy before it would invade my hole.
"I should skull-fuck guys more often!" Sam exclaimed once he was done with my mouth.
I stroked his slippery dick while I was panting.
"You... You certainly... Are not... Afraid to go full-in..."
He laughed.
"Don't worry, man, I'll give the exact same treatment to your hole!"
"You better..." I dared him.
I stood up, my own cock leaking in the tub.
I rubbed my cockhead against his arms and then against his chest playfully.
Samuel did not seem to mind, but he was in a rush to move on.
"Turn around..." He whispered in my ear.
I did.
"How do you want to do this?" I asked, trembling.
"Just put your hands against the tiles wall, I'll take care of the rest."
I arched my back and did exactly as I was told.
[Chapter 13 continues below]
MY ROOMMATE IS (WAY) TOO HOT
Chapter 13: Way too Straight? (part 2)
Almost immediately, I felt Samuel's dick rubbing against my ass crack, searching his way inside my hole.
He got down to give it a few licks and he spat on my ass.
"Hmmm... Fuck..." I moaned.
"Looks damn ready to me..." He said, glueing his soapy self to me.
He got his arm around my waist -- which was impressive in itself given his injuries -- and he guided his throbbing rod right into my pulsating hole.
Three days that I had not felt his cock in my ass, it had already been too long!
"Get in there, Sam... Get in there..."
He was breaching through my pucker once again. So girthy and so delicious at the same time.
"Hmmm... That feels warm and tight... Hmmm... Just right..."
"Aaah... Yes..."
He started the back and forth, effectively pounding me against the wall, our wet bodies becoming one.
"You didn't have.... Hmmm... To be so hesitant... Hmmm... Requesting another banging... Hmmm... That ass... is just... Hmmm... Amazing."
"Oh yeah? You like it?"
"I love how it tightens around my cock... Your hole... Hmmm... Is stretching just right."
He thrusted his hips a little harder than before.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaah."
"Shh... Relax... You'll get the waves of pleasure coming in..."
"Damn... aaaah..."
And there he was, standing up behind (and inside!) me, ramming my prostate.
I felt like the luckiest gay man in the world.
"My fat dick... Deep inside your hole... A manhole... Damn! A boy pussy! How insane is that?!"
"Hmmm... Samuel... More... Please..."
"I'll give you more!"
The banging got more intense. I was, once again, losing my damn mind other his ample and steady thrusts.
I had not dreamt it the first time, my roommate was really that good at fucking my ass.
I impaled myself further on his dick until I felt his heavy balls fapping against me.
"Get it... Hmmm... Get it good, slut!"
I was stroking my own dick at the same time and I wondered if it was weird for Samuel.
That being said, he never seemed startled by anything.
Something odd did happen mid fucking.
Samuel kissed the back of my neck. I was not expecting that and the romantic act sent shivers all across my stimulated body.
"Sam... God..."
He kept drilling me as if nothing had happened.
"I'm gonna paint your hole white... I'm getting so close..."
"Yes... Please..."
The frictions and rubbings were on a whole new level, I could literally feel the hard throbs of his large cock in my insides.
At this point, I did not feel any type of pain at all, only the pleasure remained.
I was about to nut as well. Truth was, I was only waiting to feel his seeds inside of me to let myself go.
"So damn... Hmmm... Close... Your ass, man..."
"Yeah..."
"It's clenching around my cock... Fuck!"
"Cum for me, Sam... I'm begging you..."
"Arf... You little nasty slut... I'm cumming... I'm cumming!"
There he was, finally, seeding me properly!
As anticipated, I jizzed against the wall at the exact same time.
Name me something better than hardcore morning sex with your hunky roommate!
Once we were done and his cum was coating my ass, I finished washing and drying Samuel up like what we had just done was only natural, and I fixed his bandages.
An hour later, he was squatting (naked) in our living room, doing his best to keep his shape despite his current condition.
I was torn between the idea of getting over him, - I mean, I had to at some point! -, and enjoying the last couple of weeks while he was still in casts.
As you can guess, the first option was considered when I was reasonably thinking about it, or when seeing how Franck was looking at me at work... but the second option always won in the end.
For God's sake, I could see his hairy asshole opening up while he was squatting down. How was I supposed to resist?
Samuel was way too hot.
Another couple of days after our fuck in the bathroom, I rubbed my ass against his cock as he was sitting on the couch so he would understand I wanted to get fucked.
He did get the message loud and clear and drilled my ass for a third time.
Once again, I had to be at the initiative, but once again, it had been very easy to have him in my hole.
Was he really that straight!?
Frankly, that remained a mystery.
At the very least, he must have been bisexual! As you know, I did not have a clit between my legs!
Sure, he did not show any type of feelings as he was fucking me, but he was not showing more sentiments or emotions towards the girls. It was quite the opposite in fact!
Samuel had always been more into his bros than the chicks he was banging since he was mainly considering women as a way to empty his (fat) balls.
Yet, two events prevented me from getting any closer to Samuel during that blessed time of discovery.
First of all, there was the return of Kitty.
I liked the woman and she had helped me tremendously to get further with my roommate at some point, but I was not very happy when she came by the apartment one night to service him.
Samuel and Kitty had started to text again and she had passed by as soon as she had the opportunity to leave her husband for a few hours.
She did not have much time so she barely acknowledged my presence but she got fucked twice in the span of a couple of hours by Samuel in his room.
There was no challenge or game that night, I was totally left out of their sexcapade.
Fuck them! (Literally)
The worst part was, I could not help myself from comparing Samuel's grunts, moans, and dirty talks through the wall to what he was doing when he was with me.
Did he seem to like it better with her or with me?
It was hard to tell.
In both cases, he was very vocal and very rough.
Kitty did say hi before leaving but I was too gutted to make conversation with her.
"You're not jealous, right?" Samuel asked me the next morning.
For once, he seemed a bit concerned.
"About what?"
"Me, sleeping with Kitty, with other women."
"Of course not. You're free to do whatever you want."
"For sure, I am! But that's not the question... Does it hurt you when I fuck other women? I don't want things to get weird between us."
To get weird... Had we not moved past this stage a long time ago?
But I was very dumb, at that moment, my biggest fear was that Samuel would take a step back from me so I pretended it was all cool.
"No, you and I are just having fun. I know you're not gay and you're not really the type of guy I would fall for anyway. I'm not expecting anything." I lied through my teeth.
"Cool. I mean, sometimes, I forget you're actually gay."
"Kinda hard thing to forget when you sodomize my ass?!"
I had to say it.
He chuckled.
"No, it's just... I treat you like one of my friends, well, you're one of my best friends now, so it's tough to imagine that for you, having sex with guys and being in relationship with them is normal."
Samuel and his way of speaking his truth every time.
It was mostly endearing but sometimes, it could get annoying. Especially when his truth was hurting me.
But that was not even the worst of it.
Later on, we were beginning the finale week with his casts and I thought this was my last opportunity to take full advantage of the situation.
Samuel might have been using me for some mindless sex, but I was definitely not the good guy in the story either...
Anyway, as I was painfully understanding that he would be quick to go back to his old patterns once he would get his full mobility back, I wanted to make sure those last days together at the apartment would go exactly as I was planning.
Meaning that fucking my ass would become as usual as the blowjobs!
I was definitely on the right path towards this goal.
Samuel and I were doing some physical exercises, - rehabilitation for him and "habilitation" for me who had never worked-out much --, when I laid down what I had in mind.
"You know, if you want to train a little more, you could be more proactive when I help you release your stress."
"Speak English, man. What are you talking about?"
He drank some water and re-spat most of it on his chest.
He would do that sometimes to cool off when he was working out and I would have to refrain a moan every single time.
"I meant, when I service your cock and make you cum! Instead of me doing all the work, you could be way more active and do your exercises."
"I am when I fuck you from behind..."
"Exactly!"
It had been even easier than I thought.
"Oh... So, this is what it is about! Again!"
He laughed, wiping some sweat from his face.
I tried to be a little more direct.
"Listen, I like it, that's for sure. Besides, it's good for me to get some anal training for a future boyfriend I'd meet, and you need to exercise more and to cum or you get grumpy. Seems like a perfect deal to me."
"No lies detected here. You're sure you won't be weirded out by it when we'll stop though?"
"Nah." I shrugged my shoulders. "I think I'll get bored of it before you will."
There it was, my sincerity, going completely out of the window.
"Not so sure about that but eh, I told you, I want to be a good mate to you. If, for you, it means taking my schlong in the ass, sure, why not?"
I was smiling to my ears.
He was stark naked as usual and I was wearing some underwear.
I was getting ready to jump on him and get my well-deserved anal dicking when the intercom rang.
I went to pick it up.
"Hey Oliver, it's Kurt. Can I come in?"
Fucking cock-blocker! I thought.
"Sure. What's up?"
"I'll tell you upstairs."
"Who is it?" Samuel asked.
I was surprised he did not know his gym buddy was supposed to come by.
"Kurt... He sounded weird on the intercom."
"Weird?"
I looked at Samuel's cock.
"Wait, maybe we should get you some shorts on before he arrives."
"Who cares? He's seen me naked plenty of times."
My jealousy cared but I let it go, Kurt was already knocking at the door.
When I opened, he had two huge suitcases with him. He looked rather distraught.
That did not sound good.
"Hey... Sorry to barge in like that..."
"What's going on, Kurt? Are you okay?"
"My landlord kicked me out my place, I didn't know where to go... Do you... Do you think I can stay the night?"
And there went my time alone with Samuel...
[To be continued]
Chapter 13: Way too Straight? (part 2)
Almost immediately, I felt Samuel's dick rubbing against my ass crack, searching his way inside my hole.
He got down to give it a few licks and he spat on my ass.
"Hmmm... Fuck..." I moaned.
"Looks damn ready to me..." He said, glueing his soapy self to me.
He got his arm around my waist -- which was impressive in itself given his injuries -- and he guided his throbbing rod right into my pulsating hole.
Three days that I had not felt his cock in my ass, it had already been too long!
"Get in there, Sam... Get in there..."
He was breaching through my pucker once again. So girthy and so delicious at the same time.
"Hmmm... That feels warm and tight... Hmmm... Just right..."
"Aaah... Yes..."
He started the back and forth, effectively pounding me against the wall, our wet bodies becoming one.
"You didn't have.... Hmmm... To be so hesitant... Hmmm... Requesting another banging... Hmmm... That ass... is just... Hmmm... Amazing."
"Oh yeah? You like it?"
"I love how it tightens around my cock... Your hole... Hmmm... Is stretching just right."
He thrusted his hips a little harder than before.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaah."
"Shh... Relax... You'll get the waves of pleasure coming in..."
"Damn... aaaah..."
And there he was, standing up behind (and inside!) me, ramming my prostate.
I felt like the luckiest gay man in the world.
"My fat dick... Deep inside your hole... A manhole... Damn! A boy pussy! How insane is that?!"
"Hmmm... Samuel... More... Please..."
"I'll give you more!"
The banging got more intense. I was, once again, losing my damn mind other his ample and steady thrusts.
I had not dreamt it the first time, my roommate was really that good at fucking my ass.
I impaled myself further on his dick until I felt his heavy balls fapping against me.
"Get it... Hmmm... Get it good, slut!"
I was stroking my own dick at the same time and I wondered if it was weird for Samuel.
That being said, he never seemed startled by anything.
Something odd did happen mid fucking.
Samuel kissed the back of my neck. I was not expecting that and the romantic act sent shivers all across my stimulated body.
"Sam... God..."
He kept drilling me as if nothing had happened.
"I'm gonna paint your hole white... I'm getting so close..."
"Yes... Please..."
The frictions and rubbings were on a whole new level, I could literally feel the hard throbs of his large cock in my insides.
At this point, I did not feel any type of pain at all, only the pleasure remained.
I was about to nut as well. Truth was, I was only waiting to feel his seeds inside of me to let myself go.
"So damn... Hmmm... Close... Your ass, man..."
"Yeah..."
"It's clenching around my cock... Fuck!"
"Cum for me, Sam... I'm begging you..."
"Arf... You little nasty slut... I'm cumming... I'm cumming!"
There he was, finally, seeding me properly!
As anticipated, I jizzed against the wall at the exact same time.
Name me something better than hardcore morning sex with your hunky roommate!
Once we were done and his cum was coating my ass, I finished washing and drying Samuel up like what we had just done was only natural, and I fixed his bandages.
An hour later, he was squatting (naked) in our living room, doing his best to keep his shape despite his current condition.
I was torn between the idea of getting over him, - I mean, I had to at some point! -, and enjoying the last couple of weeks while he was still in casts.
As you can guess, the first option was considered when I was reasonably thinking about it, or when seeing how Franck was looking at me at work... but the second option always won in the end.
For God's sake, I could see his hairy asshole opening up while he was squatting down. How was I supposed to resist?
Samuel was way too hot.
Another couple of days after our fuck in the bathroom, I rubbed my ass against his cock as he was sitting on the couch so he would understand I wanted to get fucked.
He did get the message loud and clear and drilled my ass for a third time.
Once again, I had to be at the initiative, but once again, it had been very easy to have him in my hole.
Was he really that straight!?
Frankly, that remained a mystery.
At the very least, he must have been bisexual! As you know, I did not have a clit between my legs!
Sure, he did not show any type of feelings as he was fucking me, but he was not showing more sentiments or emotions towards the girls. It was quite the opposite in fact!
Samuel had always been more into his bros than the chicks he was banging since he was mainly considering women as a way to empty his (fat) balls.
Yet, two events prevented me from getting any closer to Samuel during that blessed time of discovery.
First of all, there was the return of Kitty.
I liked the woman and she had helped me tremendously to get further with my roommate at some point, but I was not very happy when she came by the apartment one night to service him.
Samuel and Kitty had started to text again and she had passed by as soon as she had the opportunity to leave her husband for a few hours.
She did not have much time so she barely acknowledged my presence but she got fucked twice in the span of a couple of hours by Samuel in his room.
There was no challenge or game that night, I was totally left out of their sexcapade.
Fuck them! (Literally)
The worst part was, I could not help myself from comparing Samuel's grunts, moans, and dirty talks through the wall to what he was doing when he was with me.
Did he seem to like it better with her or with me?
It was hard to tell.
In both cases, he was very vocal and very rough.
Kitty did say hi before leaving but I was too gutted to make conversation with her.
"You're not jealous, right?" Samuel asked me the next morning.
For once, he seemed a bit concerned.
"About what?"
"Me, sleeping with Kitty, with other women."
"Of course not. You're free to do whatever you want."
"For sure, I am! But that's not the question... Does it hurt you when I fuck other women? I don't want things to get weird between us."
To get weird... Had we not moved past this stage a long time ago?
But I was very dumb, at that moment, my biggest fear was that Samuel would take a step back from me so I pretended it was all cool.
"No, you and I are just having fun. I know you're not gay and you're not really the type of guy I would fall for anyway. I'm not expecting anything." I lied through my teeth.
"Cool. I mean, sometimes, I forget you're actually gay."
"Kinda hard thing to forget when you sodomize my ass?!"
I had to say it.
He chuckled.
"No, it's just... I treat you like one of my friends, well, you're one of my best friends now, so it's tough to imagine that for you, having sex with guys and being in relationship with them is normal."
Samuel and his way of speaking his truth every time.
It was mostly endearing but sometimes, it could get annoying. Especially when his truth was hurting me.
But that was not even the worst of it.
Later on, we were beginning the finale week with his casts and I thought this was my last opportunity to take full advantage of the situation.
Samuel might have been using me for some mindless sex, but I was definitely not the good guy in the story either...
Anyway, as I was painfully understanding that he would be quick to go back to his old patterns once he would get his full mobility back, I wanted to make sure those last days together at the apartment would go exactly as I was planning.
Meaning that fucking my ass would become as usual as the blowjobs!
I was definitely on the right path towards this goal.
Samuel and I were doing some physical exercises, - rehabilitation for him and "habilitation" for me who had never worked-out much --, when I laid down what I had in mind.
"You know, if you want to train a little more, you could be more proactive when I help you release your stress."
"Speak English, man. What are you talking about?"
He drank some water and re-spat most of it on his chest.
He would do that sometimes to cool off when he was working out and I would have to refrain a moan every single time.
"I meant, when I service your cock and make you cum! Instead of me doing all the work, you could be way more active and do your exercises."
"I am when I fuck you from behind..."
"Exactly!"
It had been even easier than I thought.
"Oh... So, this is what it is about! Again!"
He laughed, wiping some sweat from his face.
I tried to be a little more direct.
"Listen, I like it, that's for sure. Besides, it's good for me to get some anal training for a future boyfriend I'd meet, and you need to exercise more and to cum or you get grumpy. Seems like a perfect deal to me."
"No lies detected here. You're sure you won't be weirded out by it when we'll stop though?"
"Nah." I shrugged my shoulders. "I think I'll get bored of it before you will."
There it was, my sincerity, going completely out of the window.
"Not so sure about that but eh, I told you, I want to be a good mate to you. If, for you, it means taking my schlong in the ass, sure, why not?"
I was smiling to my ears.
He was stark naked as usual and I was wearing some underwear.
I was getting ready to jump on him and get my well-deserved anal dicking when the intercom rang.
I went to pick it up.
"Hey Oliver, it's Kurt. Can I come in?"
Fucking cock-blocker! I thought.
"Sure. What's up?"
"I'll tell you upstairs."
"Who is it?" Samuel asked.
I was surprised he did not know his gym buddy was supposed to come by.
"Kurt... He sounded weird on the intercom."
"Weird?"
I looked at Samuel's cock.
"Wait, maybe we should get you some shorts on before he arrives."
"Who cares? He's seen me naked plenty of times."
My jealousy cared but I let it go, Kurt was already knocking at the door.
When I opened, he had two huge suitcases with him. He looked rather distraught.
That did not sound good.
"Hey... Sorry to barge in like that..."
"What's going on, Kurt? Are you okay?"
"My landlord kicked me out my place, I didn't know where to go... Do you... Do you think I can stay the night?"
And there went my time alone with Samuel...
[To be continued]
This situation has so many possibilities. I hope we will find out about Kurt. I’ve had some lingering questions in my mind about him. Sam referred to sex with other men but didn’t go further. My first thought was Kurt. Can hardly wait to find out.
I do hope we would soon find out the dynamics of the 3 living together and how the two will adjust with Sam’s massive sex drive.
My assumption is that Kurt and him will find comfort in each other (as both will be neglected by Sam once he’s fully recovered)
My assumption is that Kurt and him will find comfort in each other (as both will be neglected by Sam once he’s fully recovered)
MY ROOMMATE IS WAY TOO HOT
Chapter 14: Way too Crowded (part 1)
The apartment was not made for three and Kurt, Samuel and I were quickly all over each other.
Well, so to speak...
I was frustrated about losing my exclusive connection with Samuel, but it was only for a few days and I figured that maybe, it would be a good way to try to ease off the upcoming separation, once he would get rid of his casts and be free to fuck every single chick in town.
Even I, was sufficiently aware to realize that my obsession for my roommate was not healthy.
Maybe it was for the best that we would not be so intimate anymore?
Samuel had to move from his previous apartment because the girl living with him had become too clingy, I definitely did not want for the story to repeat itself.
I could show some good spirit about Kurt moving in if the idea was to add another shameless and horny hunk in the mix!
Clearly, Kurt's presence did not stop things from getting sexual... Quite the opposite.
We were pretty calm on the first night though.
Kurtis did not seem to be doing well and he would not tell us why he had been suddenly kicked out from his place.
"I thought the guy who was sub-renting the apartment to you was a friend of your parents?" Samuel enquired.
Kurtis made a face.
"He is..."
"So? What happened?"
"Nothing... He... I guess that he didn't want me to pay only half the market price of the rent anymore. Or he wanted to get the apartment for himself again."
He was clearly lying but Samuel was a good friend, he knew better than to be insistent and he was happy to offer hospitality without having to know any more of the details.
I would have appreciated that he asked me first before welcoming his buddy to our place, but I guess that Sam would have never questioned it, if it was Franck who had asked for a place to stay for a few days.
It was only fair that I would extend the same courtesy.
Besides, I liked Kurtis too, not only because he was super-hot, he was a nice guy.
"I don't wanna be a burden. I'll try to be discreet; I'll sleep on the sofa... During the day, I'll be looking for another apartment to rent so I won't even be here."
He told me as I was trying to figure how we could organise ourselves.
"Don't sweat it, we don't mind you being here. It will be fun."
I had no idea how much it would be.
"You're really an angel, mate. Taking care of Samuel for all those weeks when he cannot move his arms. Welcoming me at your apartment like this. You know, if I can help you with anything, just ask."
Was he proposing to bang me as a thank you, Samuel's style?
I would not have put it past Kurt to try to emulate his mentor's behaviour to that level.
I chose to reply with a bit of sarcasm.
"That's just me, being a good Christian."
"Ahah, yes. Well, thank you." He took his tee-shirt off to expose his smooth and lean body.
A great way to show his appreciation indeed...
"I should go help Samuel in his room." I spoke.
"Don't worry about that, I'll go. You should at least take some time off from helping him while I'm here, that's the least I can do!"
Fuck.
That asshole!
He was about to take my spot.
I did not say anything. I mean, I could not fight to be the one to tuck Samuel into his bed, right? That would have looked way too sus.
Kurt walked to Sam's bedroom shirtless and I knew that he would find my naked roommate waiting for him.
It was obvious, at least for me, that Kurtis was drooling over Samuel probably as much as I was myself.
Okay, that may have been an overstatement since I was completely obsessed and in love with Sam, but you get the idea.
Kurt wanted that fat uncut cock and by this point, I think he already knew that I was getting some myself. He was probably dead-jealous.
I heard them giggling and it upset me way too much.
I was really losing my shit over Samuel. I went to bed moody.
"Franck, I think I've made a mistake."
We were having a coffee after work the next afternoon and I had decided to talk to my friend.
I could not keep my feelings to myself anymore.
"Relax, just tell me what's going on."
Franck already knew it was about Samuel.
If he thought that having a hunky roommate could be fun for me at first, lately, he had been worried about how much of my life I was sacrificing while I was taking care of Sam.
"You were right, okay... I've fallen for Samuel. I mean, at this point, I think I'm obsessed with him. We spend all of our time together and... We... Well, we've done some stuff together."
"I'm trying hard not to be judgmental here." He smiled at me.
"No, go ahead, you can say it... I've told you so!"
He sighed.
"Seriously, I get it, the writing on the walls was all there. How were you supposed to resist living with a guy like that?"
"I feel like such a moron. But that's exactly it, I was doomed from the moment I let him the vacant room. And then, when he started to..."
"To do what exactly? I've never understood what you guys were truly up to in that apartment."
I lowered my voice.
"You know... He's never been shy, not to say that he's a downright exhibitionist."
Franck gave me a cheeky smile.
"I had figured that much from our last conversations."
"He's naked 24/7, man."
"You, lucky bastard, enjoying the eye candy every single day. I mean, just stop looking at him if it's too much to handle."
"First of all, it's not that easy to avoid him. He's quite all there, and all the time, especially since he's trapped in his damn casts. But second of all, that's not even the issue. Franck, he's not just showing off... We..."
"Hold on a second." He pushed aside his phone to focus on the conversation fully. "I need to be ready for that."
"See, this is why I didn't want to talk to you about this in the first place! You're mocking me."
"Come on! I've told you; my life is way too boring. You need to provide the entertainment and you've been saving all this tea for yourself for months."
I rolled my eyes but since I had started to talk, I kept going.
"We have started to do some things together..."
"Things? Could you find a more generic non-sensical word?"
"Since he's been in the casts, and even before that, we... You know, we've been fooling around."
"Okay, Olivier. I'm gonna need some details and some mental pictures of your dreamy roommate. Or better than that, actual pics!"
"You don't want to see my sextapes, dude."
"Your sextapes?!" He almost shouted. "Man! Sex?! You're having sex with the hottest man of the town!"
I blushed.
"It's started with just jerking off together, and then, each other... And when he got injured, like, we... We moved on to the blowjobs."
"He's sucking your dick?"
"No... I... I do most of the job in that department." I admitted.
Franck burst out laughing.
"Oh, Oliver, my sweet Oliver!"
"He's fucking me though... It started last week and... Well, he already fucked me three times."
"Jesus. I did need to be ready for this or I would be spitting my coffee all over the place. Straight hunky roommate is banging your little ass?! Wow!"
"Can you shout this any louder?"
"Sorry, bro, but you should be the one shouting this everywhere. I mean, if a guy like this was taking care of my prostate, the whole world would know about it."
"That's because you think you live in a reality-tv show, but Franck... You were right though, warning me not to fall for him. I think I'm way too deep."
"From what I can tell, he's the one going deep, not you. And like, don't listen to my warning, I'm dumb! Who cares? I've always said that you should enjoy your time and not get too invested, but if the guy is fucking you, that changes everything."
I chuckled.
Franck could be annoying but at least, he was funny.
Well, he had his moments.
"What do you mean? It doesn't change shit."
"Clearly, you're not falling for a straight guy! You're falling for a guy who seems very much into you as well!"
"Trust me, he doesn't seem to care, really."
"Does he shove your dick inside your mouth or your ass regularly?"
"Yes..."
"Do you guys spend most of your time together?"
"Yes..."
"Then, take your shot! What you have here is not a problem, it's a potential relationship, and if it doesn't work, that's just life, man, not the end of the world."
"I could never date a guy like that... He's way too..."
"Too what? Hot?"
"Yes!"
"You're cute, man. If I was a top, I would for sure want to bang you. Don't sell yourself short, you can get someone like Samuel."
That was sweet of Franck, probably the nicest thing he had ever said to me.
"It's just not that, Samuel is already talking about banging other chicks. Remember the blond married woman I told you about one day, she's already been back in the apartment. The man is insatiable."
"I guess that's an issue... Only if you look for a monogamous relationship though."
"Well, ideally, I would like a boyfriend and clearly, Samuel's not boyfriend material."
"Hmmm... I see the problem then."
"And that's not the most difficult part. Yesterday night, one of his gym buddies has barged into our place. He's been kicked out by his landlord or something but I think... Like, I know they have already horsed around and I'm sure Kurt is into Samuel."
"He's fucking him too?! Damn! Those gym bros are really worse than in the porn movies that I watch."
"No, they don't fuck. At the very least, not yet. I know for sure that Samuel had never done anything with another guy, -- aside jerking off -, before me, but damn... Imagining that they could, it makes me crazy jealous. Like, I don't recognize myself."
"A jocks' love triangle... Nice."
"Can you please focus and keep your jerk-off materials' thoughts for when you'll be alone?"
"Have you talked about it to Samuel?" Franck asked me a little more seriously.
"Yes... And I lied through my teeth! What was I supposed to do? I've told him that I was very cool about it. Both regarding Kurt staying with us, and regarding us fucking with no strings attached."
Franck looked at me in a way which was saying: "Poor Olivier, what have you gotten yourself into?"
"Okay. I get it. At this point, it's clear that you are aware that this is not healthy for you, and I also think you know what you have to do."
"Move out from my own apartment?"
"Just tell the truth. You might lose him, but..."
"I will lose him. For sure. The dude's not ready to commit to any relationship, not even talking about a gay one!"
"Yes, there is a high chance it ends badly, but if it is more painful than it is fun for you, you have to do something about it. Besides, I don't believe you're telling me all this by mistake. Obviously, it is difficult for you, and let's not pretend that you've been doing well at work lately..."
"I know... My mind's been all about Sam."
[Chapter 14 continues below]
Chapter 14: Way too Crowded (part 1)
The apartment was not made for three and Kurt, Samuel and I were quickly all over each other.
Well, so to speak...
I was frustrated about losing my exclusive connection with Samuel, but it was only for a few days and I figured that maybe, it would be a good way to try to ease off the upcoming separation, once he would get rid of his casts and be free to fuck every single chick in town.
Even I, was sufficiently aware to realize that my obsession for my roommate was not healthy.
Maybe it was for the best that we would not be so intimate anymore?
Samuel had to move from his previous apartment because the girl living with him had become too clingy, I definitely did not want for the story to repeat itself.
I could show some good spirit about Kurt moving in if the idea was to add another shameless and horny hunk in the mix!
Clearly, Kurt's presence did not stop things from getting sexual... Quite the opposite.
We were pretty calm on the first night though.
Kurtis did not seem to be doing well and he would not tell us why he had been suddenly kicked out from his place.
"I thought the guy who was sub-renting the apartment to you was a friend of your parents?" Samuel enquired.
Kurtis made a face.
"He is..."
"So? What happened?"
"Nothing... He... I guess that he didn't want me to pay only half the market price of the rent anymore. Or he wanted to get the apartment for himself again."
He was clearly lying but Samuel was a good friend, he knew better than to be insistent and he was happy to offer hospitality without having to know any more of the details.
I would have appreciated that he asked me first before welcoming his buddy to our place, but I guess that Sam would have never questioned it, if it was Franck who had asked for a place to stay for a few days.
It was only fair that I would extend the same courtesy.
Besides, I liked Kurtis too, not only because he was super-hot, he was a nice guy.
"I don't wanna be a burden. I'll try to be discreet; I'll sleep on the sofa... During the day, I'll be looking for another apartment to rent so I won't even be here."
He told me as I was trying to figure how we could organise ourselves.
"Don't sweat it, we don't mind you being here. It will be fun."
I had no idea how much it would be.
"You're really an angel, mate. Taking care of Samuel for all those weeks when he cannot move his arms. Welcoming me at your apartment like this. You know, if I can help you with anything, just ask."
Was he proposing to bang me as a thank you, Samuel's style?
I would not have put it past Kurt to try to emulate his mentor's behaviour to that level.
I chose to reply with a bit of sarcasm.
"That's just me, being a good Christian."
"Ahah, yes. Well, thank you." He took his tee-shirt off to expose his smooth and lean body.
A great way to show his appreciation indeed...
"I should go help Samuel in his room." I spoke.
"Don't worry about that, I'll go. You should at least take some time off from helping him while I'm here, that's the least I can do!"
Fuck.
That asshole!
He was about to take my spot.
I did not say anything. I mean, I could not fight to be the one to tuck Samuel into his bed, right? That would have looked way too sus.
Kurt walked to Sam's bedroom shirtless and I knew that he would find my naked roommate waiting for him.
It was obvious, at least for me, that Kurtis was drooling over Samuel probably as much as I was myself.
Okay, that may have been an overstatement since I was completely obsessed and in love with Sam, but you get the idea.
Kurt wanted that fat uncut cock and by this point, I think he already knew that I was getting some myself. He was probably dead-jealous.
I heard them giggling and it upset me way too much.
I was really losing my shit over Samuel. I went to bed moody.
"Franck, I think I've made a mistake."
We were having a coffee after work the next afternoon and I had decided to talk to my friend.
I could not keep my feelings to myself anymore.
"Relax, just tell me what's going on."
Franck already knew it was about Samuel.
If he thought that having a hunky roommate could be fun for me at first, lately, he had been worried about how much of my life I was sacrificing while I was taking care of Sam.
"You were right, okay... I've fallen for Samuel. I mean, at this point, I think I'm obsessed with him. We spend all of our time together and... We... Well, we've done some stuff together."
"I'm trying hard not to be judgmental here." He smiled at me.
"No, go ahead, you can say it... I've told you so!"
He sighed.
"Seriously, I get it, the writing on the walls was all there. How were you supposed to resist living with a guy like that?"
"I feel like such a moron. But that's exactly it, I was doomed from the moment I let him the vacant room. And then, when he started to..."
"To do what exactly? I've never understood what you guys were truly up to in that apartment."
I lowered my voice.
"You know... He's never been shy, not to say that he's a downright exhibitionist."
Franck gave me a cheeky smile.
"I had figured that much from our last conversations."
"He's naked 24/7, man."
"You, lucky bastard, enjoying the eye candy every single day. I mean, just stop looking at him if it's too much to handle."
"First of all, it's not that easy to avoid him. He's quite all there, and all the time, especially since he's trapped in his damn casts. But second of all, that's not even the issue. Franck, he's not just showing off... We..."
"Hold on a second." He pushed aside his phone to focus on the conversation fully. "I need to be ready for that."
"See, this is why I didn't want to talk to you about this in the first place! You're mocking me."
"Come on! I've told you; my life is way too boring. You need to provide the entertainment and you've been saving all this tea for yourself for months."
I rolled my eyes but since I had started to talk, I kept going.
"We have started to do some things together..."
"Things? Could you find a more generic non-sensical word?"
"Since he's been in the casts, and even before that, we... You know, we've been fooling around."
"Okay, Olivier. I'm gonna need some details and some mental pictures of your dreamy roommate. Or better than that, actual pics!"
"You don't want to see my sextapes, dude."
"Your sextapes?!" He almost shouted. "Man! Sex?! You're having sex with the hottest man of the town!"
I blushed.
"It's started with just jerking off together, and then, each other... And when he got injured, like, we... We moved on to the blowjobs."
"He's sucking your dick?"
"No... I... I do most of the job in that department." I admitted.
Franck burst out laughing.
"Oh, Oliver, my sweet Oliver!"
"He's fucking me though... It started last week and... Well, he already fucked me three times."
"Jesus. I did need to be ready for this or I would be spitting my coffee all over the place. Straight hunky roommate is banging your little ass?! Wow!"
"Can you shout this any louder?"
"Sorry, bro, but you should be the one shouting this everywhere. I mean, if a guy like this was taking care of my prostate, the whole world would know about it."
"That's because you think you live in a reality-tv show, but Franck... You were right though, warning me not to fall for him. I think I'm way too deep."
"From what I can tell, he's the one going deep, not you. And like, don't listen to my warning, I'm dumb! Who cares? I've always said that you should enjoy your time and not get too invested, but if the guy is fucking you, that changes everything."
I chuckled.
Franck could be annoying but at least, he was funny.
Well, he had his moments.
"What do you mean? It doesn't change shit."
"Clearly, you're not falling for a straight guy! You're falling for a guy who seems very much into you as well!"
"Trust me, he doesn't seem to care, really."
"Does he shove your dick inside your mouth or your ass regularly?"
"Yes..."
"Do you guys spend most of your time together?"
"Yes..."
"Then, take your shot! What you have here is not a problem, it's a potential relationship, and if it doesn't work, that's just life, man, not the end of the world."
"I could never date a guy like that... He's way too..."
"Too what? Hot?"
"Yes!"
"You're cute, man. If I was a top, I would for sure want to bang you. Don't sell yourself short, you can get someone like Samuel."
That was sweet of Franck, probably the nicest thing he had ever said to me.
"It's just not that, Samuel is already talking about banging other chicks. Remember the blond married woman I told you about one day, she's already been back in the apartment. The man is insatiable."
"I guess that's an issue... Only if you look for a monogamous relationship though."
"Well, ideally, I would like a boyfriend and clearly, Samuel's not boyfriend material."
"Hmmm... I see the problem then."
"And that's not the most difficult part. Yesterday night, one of his gym buddies has barged into our place. He's been kicked out by his landlord or something but I think... Like, I know they have already horsed around and I'm sure Kurt is into Samuel."
"He's fucking him too?! Damn! Those gym bros are really worse than in the porn movies that I watch."
"No, they don't fuck. At the very least, not yet. I know for sure that Samuel had never done anything with another guy, -- aside jerking off -, before me, but damn... Imagining that they could, it makes me crazy jealous. Like, I don't recognize myself."
"A jocks' love triangle... Nice."
"Can you please focus and keep your jerk-off materials' thoughts for when you'll be alone?"
"Have you talked about it to Samuel?" Franck asked me a little more seriously.
"Yes... And I lied through my teeth! What was I supposed to do? I've told him that I was very cool about it. Both regarding Kurt staying with us, and regarding us fucking with no strings attached."
Franck looked at me in a way which was saying: "Poor Olivier, what have you gotten yourself into?"
"Okay. I get it. At this point, it's clear that you are aware that this is not healthy for you, and I also think you know what you have to do."
"Move out from my own apartment?"
"Just tell the truth. You might lose him, but..."
"I will lose him. For sure. The dude's not ready to commit to any relationship, not even talking about a gay one!"
"Yes, there is a high chance it ends badly, but if it is more painful than it is fun for you, you have to do something about it. Besides, I don't believe you're telling me all this by mistake. Obviously, it is difficult for you, and let's not pretend that you've been doing well at work lately..."
"I know... My mind's been all about Sam."
[Chapter 14 continues below]
MY ROOMMATE IS WAY TOO HOT
Chapter 14: Way too Crowded (part 2)
Franck shrugged his shoulders.
"And there's no need to beat yourself up about it now. What's done is done and once again, I get it, we're driven by our urges and I've seen his Insta. Pretty hard to turn your back on Samuel."
"Depends for what..." I dared a naughty joke, winking at Franck.
He laughed.
"My policy: you have to take some risks to get some rewards in life. Enjoy yourself, you might get hurt, but you have to take a chance. And always speak your truth."
"Okay, Mr. Wise..."
"Listen, I know I can make fun of you but this seems to become a bit more serious now. I'm also here if you actually need a friend. I don't want to be or appear judgmental."
I was surprised that he would get so real all of the sudden.
"You don't... I just... There are some stuffs that I didn't want to admit to myself and this is why I didn't want to talk about it."
"Reminds me of my coming out story."
"Oh God, don't bring back the trauma please!"
This was our segway to move on to other conversations and when I got back home about an hour later, I felt much better.
Franck was right about everything, how I should enjoy the situation while I could, how it was not such a big deal, and how I simply needed to state how I was truly feeling if I did not want to suffer.
Between theory and practice, life is never that simple though.
I walked into my living room only to catch Samuel and Kurtis, both stark naked on the couch, all muscles and dicks out, Kurt's right hand firmly holding on Sam's cock, as they were watching a porn movie on our television screen.
"Ah!" I gasped.
I had stumbled on a jerking-off session between bros!
One thing was for sure, Kurtis looked way too happy to be stroking Samuel's fat uncut cock, already dripping on his fingers, while his own cock was also leaking and pointing to the ceiling.
All my fears were being realized...
Or maybe, this could be part of my fantasy?
I vividly remembered when they both nutted so close to my face in the gym's sauna.
"What are you guys doing?" I said, quite stupidly.
"What does it look like?" Samuel replied with a huge smile.
That was fair.
The girl on the screen was getting double-dicked by two Latino dudes with humongous cocks.
She was moaning and screaming like crazy.
Impressive stuff!
"Sam cannot stroke his own dick... As you know." Kurtis added, to justify his behaviour.
"Whatever, enjoy yourself."
I hoped that I did not sound too bitter, I tried to be casual about it.
I knew I was supposed to lay it all there and have a "real" conversation with Samuel but this was clearly the worst timing for that.
"Wanna rub one out with us?" My roommate suggested.
He had his cheeky attitude that I knew so well.
Samuel was up to no good.
"I don't know... I don't want to disturb your little man bonding session."
"You can bond with us..." Kurtis insisted.
All this time, he was wanking his own cock off alongside Samuel's. The man had strong biceps and stamina; he could handle two large dicks at once.
They were both at full mast, looking like a delicious duo of sausages.
What had Franck said already? This was not such a big deal as long as I was enjoying myself?
I purposely eluded the other part of his speech.
What truly convinced me to join them was that Samuel moved a little on the side to leave me a spot right in the middle, between the two studs.
Yeap, he knew exactly what he was doing.
I took my jacket off, kept my tee shirt, but walked out of my jeans as I joined them on the couch.
It was not a large sofa and when three people were sitting on it, we had to be quite close from each other. Being in the middle, both Samuel and Kurtis' thighs were rubbing against mine as I was fetching my hardening cock out of my boxer briefs.
Samuel may have broadened his sexual horizons since he had been living with me, but I had changed a lot too, being that quick to participate in an impromptu baiting session with some "straight bros."
This was something I would have never thought possible three months prior.
Now that I was the one on Samuel's right, I was also the only meant to stroke his big dick with my left hand.
I took it as a personal victory, he preferred my hand and wrist movements as Kurtis'!
Thankfully, the young gym protegee did not seem upset. He looked avidly at the way I was servicing Samuel.
"Gay guys do this better." Samuel commented, comforting the idea that I was beating Kurtis to the punch when it came to service him.
"Oh really, why don't you show me, man?" Kurtis asked.
This, I was not expecting, although I should have been.
Kurtis was copying Samuel's moves and style to the point where it was becoming ridiculous. If Sam was doing something, it meant that it was automatically cool for Kurtis to do the same.
I was taken aback for a split second, but I was not dumb... I grabbed Kurt's fat cock as soon as he had finished his sentence!
Why refrain yourself when you can get two meaty demanding dicks instead of one? Also, maybe it would make Samuel jealous?
I had more pleasant surprises to come.
Since I had not a single hand left to take care of myself, Kurtis grabbed my cock and wanked me off.
"That's the team spirit!" Samuel joked.
"Yeah... Hmmm...." I whispered, in awe of what was happening to me.
Kurtis' joystick was a little smaller and a little less thick than Samuel's monster cock, but it was still bigger than mine, and still amazing to play with.
I wondered if we would go any further than that.
The porn movie was coming to an end as the two beefy performers were painting that girl's face white.
"Nasty chick... Hmmm..." Kurtis moaned.
I caressed his balls; they were smoother than Samuel's.
I made sure to divide my attention evenly between the two personal trainers.
It was tough because Kurtis was not so bad at pumping me and it could get really distracting.
"Porn's always making me turn so bad. I want to do that to the next chick I run into." Samuel spoke, looking at the two pornstars' cocks rubbing on the girl's face on our screen.
"Count me in!" Kurt exclaimed.
I did not say anything, but I kept stroking them off avidly.
The clip was over and we had to select another movie... Instead, though, we just kept pleasuring ourselves looking at a black screen.
Why pretend that we needed any woman to get those bros horny? They said it themselves; a gay dude was doing a better job than most chicks!
"Don't be shy because we have a guest, man..." Samuel muttered.
"Wh... what?"
"Come on, Kurt's living with us now, we're not going to change our habits in our own place. No need to become a prudish boy."
I pretended not to understand where he was going at, but probably, Kurtis felt that my cock became a little more agitated at the prospect of what was coming next.
"I don't feel like we're being very prude right now." I noted.
Samuel was done with beating around the bush.
"Go down on me, Oliver. Suck me off!"
Kurtis stopped stroking me for a few seconds as he understood the extent of the services I was rendering to Samuel.
Not that he was surprised.
I hesitated. That was going far, blowing Samuel in front of one of his mates... But considering said mate was currently jerking me off furiously, was I really going to be all in my head about this?
Give head, don't wreck your head; I thought, as I went down on Samuel's cock.
As I tasted the delicious cockhead, Kurtis did not let go of my dick.
Only when I went down on my knees a couple minutes later, - I wanted to be at a better angle for a nice deepthroat, - he stopped wanking me off.
At this point, Kurtis was jerking himself off staring at me, choking myself and gagging on his mate's large slab of meat.
I bet he wanted a go at it as well... How bad did he want to feast on Samuel's XXL cock?!
He did not dare to get on his knees though, not this time anyway.
Instead, he came up with another idea.
"Wait... Guys... You think..."
"What is it, Kurt?" Samuel asked between two grunts.
"You... Oliver could... I...."
"Bro, no need to stutter! What do you want?"
"You think Oliver could help me out too? That looks nice."
My roommate was softly moaning, clearly enjoying the moment as I was massaging his inner thighs and sucking his rod.
I kept my lips around Sam's dick, waiting for his opinion on the matter.
"It is nice, indeed. Olivier, you don't mind switching to a smaller model? I think... Hmmm... my buddy Kurt needs to experience this as well...."
Honestly, I was as disappointed that Samuel did not want to keep me for himself, as I was excited to suck another cock.
Especially another demanding hard and meaty hunk's dick.
I pulled back from the fat slippery cock of my roommate to turn towards the genitals of his gym buddy.
Kurtis had moved closer to us on the couch and was now practically glued to Samuel's hairy hip.
Yummy!
"Fuck... That... That's hot..." He whispered as I was locking my lips around the tip of his cock.
I was sliding Samuel's precum onto his shaft.
"Have you ever been sucked by a guy?" Samuel asked, curious.
"I... I mean..."
Kurtis did not really answer, only a loud moan came out from his mouth as I was deepthroating him.
The good thing with his cock was that, despite being big, it was still much more manageable that Samuel's huge stick.
I could go deep with more ease and soon, my nose was buried into his trimmed pubic hair. I loved that feeling of a nice rod filling my throat.
"Hey, Kurt, keep yourself useful... Give me a hand here!"
I semi-opened my teary eyes to see Kurtis grabbing Samuel's dick as I was bobbing up and down his dick.
No homo, right?
I have to say, the man was tasting yummy as fuck.
"Wow... Fuck... Oliver..."
"He's nice, isn't he?"
"Fuck yeah... I... I think I'm gonna cum..."
"Don't worry about that, Kurt and keep on stroking me. My roommate loves to be surprised with jizz sprayed in his mouth."
To be fair, that was not wrong.
I kept on slurping on Kurtis' dick to show him that I was more than fine with receiving his loads.
Samuel seemed to be having the time of his life, overseeing this little sex party, being in charge.
To keep things spicy and interesting, I let go of Kurt's cock for a second to go back to Sam's third leg.
Then, I started alternating between the two.
I felt like a huge slut, quite like the chick we had just seen in the porn movie, going from one massive dripping cock to the other.
The two men were getting increasingly horny and slimy, and I was getting more eager at each back and forth.
Soon enough, the mates were glued together and their cocks were rubbing against each other, so much so that I could lick them off all at once.
That was the kind of sausage feasts I was talking about!
I even attempted to fit both of their shafts in my mouth at once but beyond their cockheads, it was just too wide.
Still, that was hot as fuck, especially as Kurtis moaned a little louder than before and started spraying not only my face and mouth, but Samuel's dick as well, with his 19 years-old cum!
"Fuck, bro! You're jizzing all over me!" Samuel complained, laughing hysterically.
"Aaaah... Hmmm... Sorry... I... Damn... Hmmm..."
Kurtis' juice was flying everywhere.
Samuel could pretend to be outraged; he was loving every second of this.
As I was going back on his cock to swallow the remains of Kurtis' loads, he came in my mouth.
"Yes, mate... Two massive nuts in less than thirty seconds... Take it, Oliver... Hmmm... Swallow it all!"
As often, I jizzed while Samuel was emptying himself inside of me.
For some reason, swallowing his creamy juice (by the way, so much thicker and tastier than Kurtis'), was always getting me to my own orgasm.
I was such a slut.
I guess that it was my way to try to get my shit together after my talk with Franck!
More cocks in my mouth, more cum in my stomach, and more hunks to be obsessed about.
Great!
Strangely, after that much craziness, we had a pretty uneventful evening. It was as if nothing special had happened.
The guys watched some sport and I drew some sketches in my bedroom.
For the second night in the row, Kurtis slept in our small couch.
But this time around... There was a big bang during the night. A literal bang.
I woke up at the sound of something hardly falling on the floor. There was a "boom" and I straightened up in my bed, immediately.
I was confused and still semi-asleep when I ran into the living room.
See, I had even forgotten that Kurtis was even there and I almost walked on his hands and kicked his face as I found him naked, sweaty, and lying on his back on the floor.
"Fuck!" He grunted.
Samuel came out of his own bedroom at the same time.
"What's going on here?"
"What do you think, guys? I fell on the floor, like a fucking idiot." Kurtis complained, standing back up.
"Shit. I knew the couch was too small. How are you?" I asked.
"I'm fine... I didn't hurt myself..."
"Fuck, it's 4 AM dude..." Samuel muttered.
He could be grumpy when woken-up in the middle of the night.
"I know! I didn't do it on purpose! I'm sorry, okay... I'll get out of your air tomorrow."
Samuel sighed.
"It's not what I meant; the apartment is a little crowded but we can manage. Oliver, do you mind sleeping with me?"
I thought that I was still dreaming because this question could not be for real.
Could it be?!
"What?"
"My bed is large enough for two, and we have already... Well, we've used my bed together. Can we let Kurt spend the rest of the night in your own bed and you come with me? I want to go back to sleep."
I was stunned.
I looked at Samuel's naked body in the dark. He was already sporting a nice semi.
"Yes... I mean, sure. Kurtis, please, take my bed. Sam and I can sleep together."
"Guys... I feel bad enough about crashing here and bothering you."
Samuel was already walking back to his bedroom, his perfect ass disappearing through the door.
"We don't mind, really. Just... Just use my bed, man." I insisted.
I practically ran behind Samuel.
What the fuck was I complaining about earlier?! This new living arrangement was so freaking cool!
[To be continued]
Chapter 14: Way too Crowded (part 2)
Franck shrugged his shoulders.
"And there's no need to beat yourself up about it now. What's done is done and once again, I get it, we're driven by our urges and I've seen his Insta. Pretty hard to turn your back on Samuel."
"Depends for what..." I dared a naughty joke, winking at Franck.
He laughed.
"My policy: you have to take some risks to get some rewards in life. Enjoy yourself, you might get hurt, but you have to take a chance. And always speak your truth."
"Okay, Mr. Wise..."
"Listen, I know I can make fun of you but this seems to become a bit more serious now. I'm also here if you actually need a friend. I don't want to be or appear judgmental."
I was surprised that he would get so real all of the sudden.
"You don't... I just... There are some stuffs that I didn't want to admit to myself and this is why I didn't want to talk about it."
"Reminds me of my coming out story."
"Oh God, don't bring back the trauma please!"
This was our segway to move on to other conversations and when I got back home about an hour later, I felt much better.
Franck was right about everything, how I should enjoy the situation while I could, how it was not such a big deal, and how I simply needed to state how I was truly feeling if I did not want to suffer.
Between theory and practice, life is never that simple though.
I walked into my living room only to catch Samuel and Kurtis, both stark naked on the couch, all muscles and dicks out, Kurt's right hand firmly holding on Sam's cock, as they were watching a porn movie on our television screen.
"Ah!" I gasped.
I had stumbled on a jerking-off session between bros!
One thing was for sure, Kurtis looked way too happy to be stroking Samuel's fat uncut cock, already dripping on his fingers, while his own cock was also leaking and pointing to the ceiling.
All my fears were being realized...
Or maybe, this could be part of my fantasy?
I vividly remembered when they both nutted so close to my face in the gym's sauna.
"What are you guys doing?" I said, quite stupidly.
"What does it look like?" Samuel replied with a huge smile.
That was fair.
The girl on the screen was getting double-dicked by two Latino dudes with humongous cocks.
She was moaning and screaming like crazy.
Impressive stuff!
"Sam cannot stroke his own dick... As you know." Kurtis added, to justify his behaviour.
"Whatever, enjoy yourself."
I hoped that I did not sound too bitter, I tried to be casual about it.
I knew I was supposed to lay it all there and have a "real" conversation with Samuel but this was clearly the worst timing for that.
"Wanna rub one out with us?" My roommate suggested.
He had his cheeky attitude that I knew so well.
Samuel was up to no good.
"I don't know... I don't want to disturb your little man bonding session."
"You can bond with us..." Kurtis insisted.
All this time, he was wanking his own cock off alongside Samuel's. The man had strong biceps and stamina; he could handle two large dicks at once.
They were both at full mast, looking like a delicious duo of sausages.
What had Franck said already? This was not such a big deal as long as I was enjoying myself?
I purposely eluded the other part of his speech.
What truly convinced me to join them was that Samuel moved a little on the side to leave me a spot right in the middle, between the two studs.
Yeap, he knew exactly what he was doing.
I took my jacket off, kept my tee shirt, but walked out of my jeans as I joined them on the couch.
It was not a large sofa and when three people were sitting on it, we had to be quite close from each other. Being in the middle, both Samuel and Kurtis' thighs were rubbing against mine as I was fetching my hardening cock out of my boxer briefs.
Samuel may have broadened his sexual horizons since he had been living with me, but I had changed a lot too, being that quick to participate in an impromptu baiting session with some "straight bros."
This was something I would have never thought possible three months prior.
Now that I was the one on Samuel's right, I was also the only meant to stroke his big dick with my left hand.
I took it as a personal victory, he preferred my hand and wrist movements as Kurtis'!
Thankfully, the young gym protegee did not seem upset. He looked avidly at the way I was servicing Samuel.
"Gay guys do this better." Samuel commented, comforting the idea that I was beating Kurtis to the punch when it came to service him.
"Oh really, why don't you show me, man?" Kurtis asked.
This, I was not expecting, although I should have been.
Kurtis was copying Samuel's moves and style to the point where it was becoming ridiculous. If Sam was doing something, it meant that it was automatically cool for Kurtis to do the same.
I was taken aback for a split second, but I was not dumb... I grabbed Kurt's fat cock as soon as he had finished his sentence!
Why refrain yourself when you can get two meaty demanding dicks instead of one? Also, maybe it would make Samuel jealous?
I had more pleasant surprises to come.
Since I had not a single hand left to take care of myself, Kurtis grabbed my cock and wanked me off.
"That's the team spirit!" Samuel joked.
"Yeah... Hmmm...." I whispered, in awe of what was happening to me.
Kurtis' joystick was a little smaller and a little less thick than Samuel's monster cock, but it was still bigger than mine, and still amazing to play with.
I wondered if we would go any further than that.
The porn movie was coming to an end as the two beefy performers were painting that girl's face white.
"Nasty chick... Hmmm..." Kurtis moaned.
I caressed his balls; they were smoother than Samuel's.
I made sure to divide my attention evenly between the two personal trainers.
It was tough because Kurtis was not so bad at pumping me and it could get really distracting.
"Porn's always making me turn so bad. I want to do that to the next chick I run into." Samuel spoke, looking at the two pornstars' cocks rubbing on the girl's face on our screen.
"Count me in!" Kurt exclaimed.
I did not say anything, but I kept stroking them off avidly.
The clip was over and we had to select another movie... Instead, though, we just kept pleasuring ourselves looking at a black screen.
Why pretend that we needed any woman to get those bros horny? They said it themselves; a gay dude was doing a better job than most chicks!
"Don't be shy because we have a guest, man..." Samuel muttered.
"Wh... what?"
"Come on, Kurt's living with us now, we're not going to change our habits in our own place. No need to become a prudish boy."
I pretended not to understand where he was going at, but probably, Kurtis felt that my cock became a little more agitated at the prospect of what was coming next.
"I don't feel like we're being very prude right now." I noted.
Samuel was done with beating around the bush.
"Go down on me, Oliver. Suck me off!"
Kurtis stopped stroking me for a few seconds as he understood the extent of the services I was rendering to Samuel.
Not that he was surprised.
I hesitated. That was going far, blowing Samuel in front of one of his mates... But considering said mate was currently jerking me off furiously, was I really going to be all in my head about this?
Give head, don't wreck your head; I thought, as I went down on Samuel's cock.
As I tasted the delicious cockhead, Kurtis did not let go of my dick.
Only when I went down on my knees a couple minutes later, - I wanted to be at a better angle for a nice deepthroat, - he stopped wanking me off.
At this point, Kurtis was jerking himself off staring at me, choking myself and gagging on his mate's large slab of meat.
I bet he wanted a go at it as well... How bad did he want to feast on Samuel's XXL cock?!
He did not dare to get on his knees though, not this time anyway.
Instead, he came up with another idea.
"Wait... Guys... You think..."
"What is it, Kurt?" Samuel asked between two grunts.
"You... Oliver could... I...."
"Bro, no need to stutter! What do you want?"
"You think Oliver could help me out too? That looks nice."
My roommate was softly moaning, clearly enjoying the moment as I was massaging his inner thighs and sucking his rod.
I kept my lips around Sam's dick, waiting for his opinion on the matter.
"It is nice, indeed. Olivier, you don't mind switching to a smaller model? I think... Hmmm... my buddy Kurt needs to experience this as well...."
Honestly, I was as disappointed that Samuel did not want to keep me for himself, as I was excited to suck another cock.
Especially another demanding hard and meaty hunk's dick.
I pulled back from the fat slippery cock of my roommate to turn towards the genitals of his gym buddy.
Kurtis had moved closer to us on the couch and was now practically glued to Samuel's hairy hip.
Yummy!
"Fuck... That... That's hot..." He whispered as I was locking my lips around the tip of his cock.
I was sliding Samuel's precum onto his shaft.
"Have you ever been sucked by a guy?" Samuel asked, curious.
"I... I mean..."
Kurtis did not really answer, only a loud moan came out from his mouth as I was deepthroating him.
The good thing with his cock was that, despite being big, it was still much more manageable that Samuel's huge stick.
I could go deep with more ease and soon, my nose was buried into his trimmed pubic hair. I loved that feeling of a nice rod filling my throat.
"Hey, Kurt, keep yourself useful... Give me a hand here!"
I semi-opened my teary eyes to see Kurtis grabbing Samuel's dick as I was bobbing up and down his dick.
No homo, right?
I have to say, the man was tasting yummy as fuck.
"Wow... Fuck... Oliver..."
"He's nice, isn't he?"
"Fuck yeah... I... I think I'm gonna cum..."
"Don't worry about that, Kurt and keep on stroking me. My roommate loves to be surprised with jizz sprayed in his mouth."
To be fair, that was not wrong.
I kept on slurping on Kurtis' dick to show him that I was more than fine with receiving his loads.
Samuel seemed to be having the time of his life, overseeing this little sex party, being in charge.
To keep things spicy and interesting, I let go of Kurt's cock for a second to go back to Sam's third leg.
Then, I started alternating between the two.
I felt like a huge slut, quite like the chick we had just seen in the porn movie, going from one massive dripping cock to the other.
The two men were getting increasingly horny and slimy, and I was getting more eager at each back and forth.
Soon enough, the mates were glued together and their cocks were rubbing against each other, so much so that I could lick them off all at once.
That was the kind of sausage feasts I was talking about!
I even attempted to fit both of their shafts in my mouth at once but beyond their cockheads, it was just too wide.
Still, that was hot as fuck, especially as Kurtis moaned a little louder than before and started spraying not only my face and mouth, but Samuel's dick as well, with his 19 years-old cum!
"Fuck, bro! You're jizzing all over me!" Samuel complained, laughing hysterically.
"Aaaah... Hmmm... Sorry... I... Damn... Hmmm..."
Kurtis' juice was flying everywhere.
Samuel could pretend to be outraged; he was loving every second of this.
As I was going back on his cock to swallow the remains of Kurtis' loads, he came in my mouth.
"Yes, mate... Two massive nuts in less than thirty seconds... Take it, Oliver... Hmmm... Swallow it all!"
As often, I jizzed while Samuel was emptying himself inside of me.
For some reason, swallowing his creamy juice (by the way, so much thicker and tastier than Kurtis'), was always getting me to my own orgasm.
I was such a slut.
I guess that it was my way to try to get my shit together after my talk with Franck!
More cocks in my mouth, more cum in my stomach, and more hunks to be obsessed about.
Great!
Strangely, after that much craziness, we had a pretty uneventful evening. It was as if nothing special had happened.
The guys watched some sport and I drew some sketches in my bedroom.
For the second night in the row, Kurtis slept in our small couch.
But this time around... There was a big bang during the night. A literal bang.
I woke up at the sound of something hardly falling on the floor. There was a "boom" and I straightened up in my bed, immediately.
I was confused and still semi-asleep when I ran into the living room.
See, I had even forgotten that Kurtis was even there and I almost walked on his hands and kicked his face as I found him naked, sweaty, and lying on his back on the floor.
"Fuck!" He grunted.
Samuel came out of his own bedroom at the same time.
"What's going on here?"
"What do you think, guys? I fell on the floor, like a fucking idiot." Kurtis complained, standing back up.
"Shit. I knew the couch was too small. How are you?" I asked.
"I'm fine... I didn't hurt myself..."
"Fuck, it's 4 AM dude..." Samuel muttered.
He could be grumpy when woken-up in the middle of the night.
"I know! I didn't do it on purpose! I'm sorry, okay... I'll get out of your air tomorrow."
Samuel sighed.
"It's not what I meant; the apartment is a little crowded but we can manage. Oliver, do you mind sleeping with me?"
I thought that I was still dreaming because this question could not be for real.
Could it be?!
"What?"
"My bed is large enough for two, and we have already... Well, we've used my bed together. Can we let Kurt spend the rest of the night in your own bed and you come with me? I want to go back to sleep."
I was stunned.
I looked at Samuel's naked body in the dark. He was already sporting a nice semi.
"Yes... I mean, sure. Kurtis, please, take my bed. Sam and I can sleep together."
"Guys... I feel bad enough about crashing here and bothering you."
Samuel was already walking back to his bedroom, his perfect ass disappearing through the door.
"We don't mind, really. Just... Just use my bed, man." I insisted.
I practically ran behind Samuel.
What the fuck was I complaining about earlier?! This new living arrangement was so freaking cool!
[To be continued]
I wanted so much for them to start hitting you
perrito78
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¡Guau! Esto está caliente, me encanta la historia, ansioso estoy por los nuevos capítulos....
I have a personal story close to this. Ugh I miss those days
How come that each chapter manages to be better than the last every time? So good xD
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