MY ROOMMATE IS (WAY) TOO HOT!

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]
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MY ROOMMATE IS WAY TOO HOT

Chapter 15: Way too loud (part 1)


Was I really awake? Was it truly happening? Had Samuel just invited me to share his bed for the night?!

He slid under the covers, still struggling with his casts.

I turned the bedside lamp on, and helped him getting neatly tucked in.

His cock was semi-hard, lying on his stomach, slightly leaking on his hair.

Sam caught me glancing at it as I was readjusting the sheets.

"Man, I'm too tired... Not now..." He mumbled.

"I... I didn't mean to..."

I got the thin cover over his dick. It created a nice bulge.

"That's fine, don't worry." He yawned. "Good night, bro."

Samuel turned around to find a more comfortable position and shut his eyes.

It was a king-size bed meaning that we could both fit in it, easy. That being said, Samuel had not even considered having some underwear on.

Why bother?

It would have been weird if we had not been fucking for the last couple of weeks, but since that we had been, it almost felt like I was going to sleep with my boyfriend.

I only had to remind myself that it was not the case.

On the other side of the thin wall, I heard Kurtis sliding into my bed.

I bet he was feeling very frustrated not to have been the one invited in by Samuel.

Above all, I must admit, this was the thought that made me the happiest. Being the chosen one!

How stupid was I, hanging to any thread of hope Samuel was letting me have?

All things considered though; this attraction could not only be in my head.

May Samuel actually have some feelings for me? Franck was right. He was not just a straight boy, he must have been into me as well, at the very least, on some level.

I lied under the covers with him.

Somehow, sleeping right next to Samuel was even more intimate than getting hard fucked.

I could feel his heavy breathing as he had immediately fallen back to sleep, I could stare at his hairy muscular chest going up and down, sometimes, his legs were moving a little, and at other times, it was his dick which was reacting.

What was he dreaming about?

His feet would linger over my calves and I would let him.

I did not make any move, I did not touch him, but I let his warm body rubbing against mine as he was moving around in his sleep.

With nearly four weeks being immobilized and way-less working-out than his usual routine, his body was looking better than ever. At the very least, in my opinion.

The almost too perfect chest had become a bit hairier and beautifully bulkier. The eight-pack abs had been replaced by some equally impressive six-pack with just the tiny bit more of bodyfat.

Trust me though, Samuel was still very far from being an ordinary guy.

What I mean is that he was not as perfectly chiselled as he was a month before, but it only made him that much hotter.

The beginning of a chestnut beard which had appeared on his face and his untrimmed bush were all good points in my books.

He was slightly drooling in his sleep, even that, I found hot.

I wanted to kiss him so bad. This, we had only done twice and both instances had been memorable moments.

He started snoring a little and I kept watching him in silence.

Jeez, I really was a creep but what are you supposed to do when you are sharing your bed with a piece of art? Have you seen how many people fight to get a glimpse of Monal Lisa in the Louvre?

Humans are drawn to beautiful things and they would be ready to do pretty much anything to get a closer look.

I felt like a very privileged man, lying next to my stunning roommate. A living, breathing Greek statue of some sort, only with the biggest cock I had ever seen to complete the art work.

At one point or another though, I fell asleep because I remembered clearly the moment when I woke up, Samuel's legs were fully intertwined with mine as he had laid over me during the night.

He was snoring in the back my neck, his arm could not wrap me because of the stupid cast, but his cock had found its perfect sport: hard, and lodged right between my ass cheeks, pressing against my crack...

If only I was not wearing my stupid boxer briefs!

I admit, I moved just a little bit to make sure his cock would be in the right spot but we were still separated by an annoying piece of thin fabric.

Thankfully, his rod was so hard and massive that I could nevertheless feel it throbbing against my pucker.

Between Kurtis waking us up at 4 AM and Samuel making me horny for the rest of the night, I did not sleep much but it was all worth it.

I also arrived at work late because for the life of me, I could not leave the bed while Sam was literally dry-humping me in his sleep.

I only consented to getting out from the bed when he woke up on his side.

He must have realized that he had his cock all over me because he turned around to lie down on his back before falling back asleep.

At this point, his dick was hard as a rock and leaking precum against his stomach.

Once again, I resisted touching it and I waited for Samuel to straighten up about twenty minutes later.

"How are you doing, roomie?" He told me, mid-yawn.

"Good morning, Sam... Slept well?"

His cock twitched as he coughed.

"Yeap. Like a baby. What about you?"

"Very good too..."

I hoped that he did not notice the dark circles around my eyes. I had not slept more than a couple of hours.

He looked down at his own cock.

"Looks like Samuel Junior is fully awake."

"Yes, just like every single morning."

"That's fair. Jesus, you're doing a good job with stroking it but I cannot wait to finally have those damn casts remove to take care of it myself."

I was a bit offended by the remark.

"Man, even with your own hands, you won't be able to pleasure yourself the way I do you."

"That's also fair." He smiled at me. "Talking of which..."

Oh yes, that was the other reason why I was late to work.

Samuel spread his legs and we were off to another round of servicing him.

I jerked him off for ten minutes, blew his cock for ten more, he came on my face, and then, I washed his Adonis' body in the bathtub.

Kurtis had left the apartment pretty early to look for places to rent, meaning that we did not have to be discreet.

Not that we would have been otherwise...

When Franck asked me if I had talked to Samuel, I chose to be honest.

"Nope. No serious talk. Instead, I gave him and his buddy a blowjob last night, and then, Sam and I actually slept in the same bed. I sucked his dick again this morning and this is why I'm late."

Franck burst out laughing.

"Well, at the very least, you're getting some proteins in your breakfast!"

"Not really, today he wanted to cum all over my face so I did not swallow that much!"

My coworker opened his mouth in awe but he did not add anything.

I was definitely getting wild.

I tried to focus on my designs and drawings as I was very behind on work and at this point, certainly very close to being fired.

I wished I could have worked on my personal comic-books featuring male-on-male sex, but even for this, I was too distracted.

For the last couple of months all the characters I was working on were ending up looking exactly like Samuel.

A super-hero cum-blasting version of my roommate.

My mind kept wandering on the previous night, and I was day-dreaming about what I would stumble onto when coming back home.

As it turned out, it was a bit calmer that day.

Samuel was exercising his upper legs and glutes in the living room, - stark naked as usual -, and Kurtis was working at the gym. He was taking on most of Samuel's shifts during his absence.

"I saw Kurt at lunch." My roommate explained, in the middle of his squat.

"Oh, yes?"

"Jeong should be able to hook him up with an apartment but he's gonna need to stay a few more days here."

"Are you asking me if I'm okay with it or just telling me?"

He stopped squatting and stuck his tongue out.

The sign we had come up with when he wanted me to open a bottle of water for him.

I obliged and went to the fridge for a fresh bottle.

"Depends if you're bothered by Kurt living here... It's not cool to have him sleep in the couch so..."

"So what?"

I brought the bottle to his lips.

His beautiful puffy full lips...

Good Lord, I was so into him!

"So, it depends if you're okay with sleeping with me for a few more nights. I don't want things to get weird or for you to feel like you're being kicked out of your own bedroom."

"That's fine."

I was mastering the art of pretending to be casual about those types of things.

As the say goes, fake it 'till you make it. Maybe, with time, I was really becoming more carefree.

"Kurtis suggested that we could be the ones sleeping together so you, at the very least, have your own bed and are not too bothered by his stay..."

"NO!" I interrupted Samuel, maybe a bit too abruptly.

"You're sure?"

"Kurt is our guest and he's one off your best friends. He's going through a tough time. We should be there for him. Besides, he's running all day at work, covering your shifts at the gym, and searching for a place, he deserves the bed for himself."

I thought I had been quite smart with coming up with a good excuse as to why I had to "sacrifice" myself sharing a bed with Samuel.

My roommate seemed to agree anyway.

"See, this is what you're the brain of the group. I haven't even thought of all that."

"Do you know why he's been kicked out by the way? I don't really buy the landlord suddenly changing his mind in the middle of the evening and kicking him out, especially if he's a friend of Kurt's parents."

"Yeah, I don't buy that either. Maybe he's been sleeping with the landlord's daughter?"

I chuckled.

"Classic response coming from you."

"What can I say? Us gym guys are horny men!"

He squatted down again and I poured some water on his face as a joke.

"Take that, muscles of the group!"

He laughed.

"Thanks, I'm so heated!"

Typical Samuel, I was trying to be sarcastic but he was only seeing the service I was offering to cool him off while he was sweating.

How could one be such a horny dog and such a pure heart at the same time?!

Kurtis came back about an hour later after I had already helped Samuel showering again.

For once, we had not done anything sexual and he was now drying, wrapped in a towel while sitting on the couch.

"Hey guys!" Kurtis came in with some bakery treats.

"What's that?" I asked, discovering the bagels and donuts.

"To thank you for letting me stay and apologizing for waking you up in the middle of the night."

"We're the one who are sorry for making you sleep in the tiny sofa. Don't worry, I'll sleep with Samuel again tonight and you can take my bedroom, we're both okay with that."

I decided it was better to get ahead of any Kurtis' suggestion to take my coveted spot in Sam's bed.

"That's very nice, guys. See, you defo deserve those donuts!"

"Fuck man, you're trying to get me fat while I am already losing muscles!"

"It's been a tough month, take one!"

Kurt started hand-feeding Samuel and I looked away.

Seeing them being too promiscuous was always making me jealous.

I did not have to be though, soon enough, I would have Samuel all for myself for the entire night.

The atmosphere got playful again during dinner time, - we chose a healthier option with just a salad and some chicken -, but we did not go nowhere near what we had done the night before.

Kurtis made some attempts, making not so subtle reference to having me sucking his cock or to jerking Samuel off, but we did not take the bait.

I thought that both Samuel and I were saving ourselves for later... And for fucking once in my life, I was right.

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MY ROOMMATE IS WAY TOO HOT

Chapter 15: Way too loud (part 2)


As soon as we had laid down in his bed, it was obvious something naughty was about happen.

Samuel had his cheeky smile and I decided to go stark naked that time around.

I had been way too frustrated the night before.

Besides, I had to let him know that I meant business and that I would not satisfy myself with some light horsing around.

He got the message loud and clear.

"Mind a prostate massage before we go to sleep?" He asked, his cock throbbing in anticipation.

"I guess it could not hurt..."

"I mean, it might hurt a little but it always ends up feeling very nice."

I leant over and kissed his big pecs. I was hungry.

"Fuck me..." I muttered.

"Rrrh... Yes, Sir!"

I went down lower, licked his abs, and I grabbed his stiffed cock. I took a big sniff before shoving it in my mouth.

Samuel was quick to move his hips up and down and skull-fuck me on his bed.

"Grrl... Grrl... Grlll..."

I bet Kurtis could hear the gagging noise that I was making through the wall. That gave me a weird sense of satisfaction.

It was oddly fulfilling being on the right side of the damn wall for once, feeling every inch of Samuel's gigantic cock in my throat.

Clearly, he did not care for his buddy to hear him either.

Given how bad he was shouting already, it almost seemed like my roommate wanted Kurtis to get the full story of our sex-session!

"Yes... Fuck, Oliver... Yes! Take my thick cock, deep in your throat! Humm... Good... Yes... You, nasty slut!"

"Grrl... Grrl... Grlll..."

"Choke yourself on my rod! Eh! Take it... Hmmm... So deep... Down to your oesophagus!"

"Grrl... Grrl... Grlll..."

He used his thick thighs to lock my head onto his cock.

It was a new move; I had his feet on my back, wrapped around my neck, and he was forcing me down his dick with his upper legs.

I was suffocating in his manhood, drooling all over his junks, literally struggling to breathe.

"FUCK YES! Hmmmm... Look at you, filthy cunt... Hmmm..."

"Ffffflease..."

He finally let me go.

"Here, babe... How does it feel like?!"

Babe...

I was lost... and very much turned on.

"Jesus... That was rough..." I mumbled.

"Too rough?" He asked, a bit worried.

I smiled at him.

"Never."

Immediately, I went back on his slimy slab of meat to show him how bad I wanted it again.

"I knew you'd love this, you little slut!"

He spread his legs to offer me his hairy ass to eat. Once again, I took a large sniff before diving in with my tongue.

I rimmed his hole as I kept stroking his big fat cock. I fucking adored this! So much masculinity, musky scents, and fluids.

Samuel was moaning, grunting, and talking dirty all throughout.

I rubbed my fingers against his asshole at some point.

"Want me to go inside?" I dared him.

He hesitated for a few seconds.

He was clearly tempted.

"Nah... Gimme your ass instead..."

I was feeling very confident that night.

Before sitting on his cock, I went back on his upper chest to kiss and lick his biceps, his neck, his nipples... When I bit his ear, it was becoming strictly romantic, I was all over him and my cock was rubbing against his.

I do not think we had ever looked more like a couple.

See, that was the issue.

The sex was amazing but I could not help myself from wanting more at this point.

Anyway, I did grab his massive dong again so I could aim it right inside my ass. This time around, I would ride him sitting down but facing him, my dick bouncing on his stomach, in the "Cowboy" position.

I suppose that at this point, I was the one being extra-loud.

"Fuck me, Sam! Yes! Fuck me deep! AAAAAH."

Sorry Kurtis, it was just too good not to shout it to the world.

I had a great view at Samuel's horny face below me, he looked so damn good. He was staring straight back at me as I was jumping on his rod.

"You... You've gotten so good at this..."

"You're turning me... Hmmm... Into such... Hmmm... A bitch..."

I leant over again so my face would be in Samuel's stinky sweaty pits.

"Yes... Yes... Yes... Aaaaaaaaaah..."

His balls were fapping against my ass.

This sound, Kurtis would not be able to miss either!

"Oh yeah... God... Sam..."

He had never banged me that hard.

"Shut up... Hmmm... Shut up and take it!" He was literally screaming like a maniac.

"Breed me." I begged, licking his ear again.

Contrary to our usual "fuck routine", I could not help myself from ejaculating even before I was fully done with him.

I nutted so hard and so much that my cum reached his chin and covered his upper chest.

Samuel was all drenched with my semen.

I thought that he would have been startled by this, but apparently, my orgasm only made him hornier. He was drilling me senselessly.

In the heat of the moment, he or I, - I could not say -, bumped into the bedside lamp and it smashed on the floor.

We were making such a mess.

"Take... My... Milk!"

"Please... Give it to me..."

I kissed him on the lips.

Our third kiss ever.

He jizzed in my hole as we were making out. Tongue and everything.

I was definitely falling in love. Such a dangerous territory.

Samuel kept his wet cock inside my ass for a very long time after ejaculating. I even wondered if he did not fall asleep with his dick still buried inside me.

We lied down in the spooning position for a while and I felt his rod slowly deflating inside of my asshole.

We were like boyfriends.

"Like"... Not really.

Samuel made no move to pull back and I was the one moving away when I got out of the bed to go get a fresh drink.

By then, Samuel was breathing slowly and his eyes were shut, he was either about to fall asleep or already out, looking like a damn Angel.

After what he had just done to my ass and throat, I am not sure "Angel" was the proper word there.

I ran into Kurtis in the kitchen. He was wearing some underwear while I was in the nude. Sweaty after an intense banging.

I did not feel bad or weird about it. Quite the opposite, I was proud of me, and happy to be caught like this.

This was pure possessiveness, I admit.

I was assuming that Kurt would have wished to have Samuel for himself.

"You're good?" He asked.

"Great, what are you doing here?"

"I couldn't sleep..."

"Oh... Sorry for being loud." I told, faking to be innocent.

Honestly, I was feeling a little bad. I had been selfish.

"It's your place, I have nothing to say. Besides, I woke you up last night, so now, we're even."

I felt his gaze on my ass as I opened the fridge.

We were both aware that Samuel's loads were coating in my insides.

"Want something from the fridge?"

"Nah... I'm going to bed... Oliver, I wanted to say..."

"Yes?"

"Good for you, for being true to who you are. Mad respect, man."

I was quite stunned.

"Wow. Thanks for saying that."

I felt very bad for wanting to toy with him now.

Kurtis seemed genuine there. He was not even 20 years old yet, he had still a lot of things to discover about himself.

I had never really considered that.

"No problem, good night, Oliver. Thanks again for letting me stay in your bed."

"You know, Kurt, it was a whole process for me to come out and like, being sexually opened like this, it's very recent to me. I'm still learning."

He smiled at me and went into my bedroom.

Maybe I had misjudged the good-looking jock...

[To be continued]
 
MY ROOMMATE IS (WAY) TOO HOT!

Chapter 16: Way too obsessed (part 1)


Living, sleeping, and fucking with Samuel was taking a toll on me.

Since we had been sharing the same bed, I was barely sleeping at all.

The excitement was just too big and I could only drift off when I was truly exhausted.

Besides, Samuel was quite active in his sleep. He would wake me up in the middle of the night by dry-humping me or by making sudden arbitrary moves. Sometimes, he was even softly talking.

I had never noticed before but Sam was speaking a lot when he was dreaming, especially when he was wet-dreaming.

Most often, those were just moans or incoherent blabbering, but sometimes, it was a bit more explicit.

"Suck my cock... Bitch..."

"Eat my ass..."

"Hmmm... You're my baby... Hmmm... I fuck you... Deep... So deep..."

One time, he even groaned a clear: "fuck me in the ass!" while drooling on his cushion.

How was I supposed to remain calm and collected?!

His stiffed dick was leaking and throbbing at the same time. We were both naked under the sheets, just our normal attire whenever we were home and sleeping together lately.

Trust me, it was very hard to stop staring, or to simply clear my mind to fall asleep.

Aside from the agitated nights, Kurtis was still living with us and this was also a pretty intense experience.

Not only I had one crazy hot roommate to stimulate my libido every single day, and every single night, but a second guy which was the almost exact copy of Samuel was now also sharing my personal space.

And just like Samuel, Kurtis was getting increasingly comfortable in our place.

About four days after he had moved in, he was walking around stark naked, being completely shameless about his fat cock and balls hanging out in the living-room.

This was not surprising since he was living his entire life emulating Samuel, but for me, it was becoming torture.

I mean, I was living with a solid brick in my pants 24/7.

My roommates (plural) were way too hot for me to handle.

I was already super late on my work's deadlines and my boss was not happy with me, but when I thought that I could finally go back at it since Samuel was about to have his casts removed, I found myself even more distracted.

See, the boys were seemingly eager to have some fun while this short-term roommate arrangement would be in place.

They had a dude on retainer, ready to blow them at will, why should have they refrained from using me?

And they certainly did use me!

Samuel had shown the way, and Kurtis was quick to follow in his mentor's footsteps.

I was coming back from work every day, tired and disappointed with the sketches and designs I had come up with, and there they were, naked or in just their underwear, watching some kind of sport program on television.

It was often American football but they could watch basketball or baseball too.

I did not learn much about the sports despite the channel being on all the time, but I did take some notes on the baseball players with the most amazing round butts.

Bless them!

Not that I had to search very far to catch a glimpse of a bare muscular ass.

I got everything that I needed, right at home!

We could talk about banalities, toss some jokes around, but at one point or another, one of us would always say something that would make the conversation go sexual.

I would be mentioning that we should go buy some fruits at the store, and Samuel would say something like:

"Sure, but why wouldn't you eat my own banana first?"

Kurtis would call the athlete of a team they did not support a "bitch", and Samuel would immediately bounce back on the comment.

"Don't call him a bitch, that's a nice word in my books! Look at Oliver, he's a big old bitch and he's a freaking amazing roomie!"

I could have been offended.

Maybe, I should have been.

But I was not.

I knew this was just a pretext to have me going on all fours and crawling towards them. And as you can imagine, I was very glad to do so.

It became a routine.

Every day after work, I would jerk them off and / or suck their dripping cocks. I have to say, it became raunchier as the days went by.

After a week, I was coming back home and they were waiting for me, naked and hard, lifting their legs up in the air, and spreading them for me to eat.

I remember, it was the day before Samuel was to take his casts off.

They were both incredibly horny.

"Surprise!" They cheered as I walked in to their hairy holes.

"God damn it, guys!"

I quickly shut back the door.

They were giggling like teenagers, proud of their little stunt.

"Come on, we've made you a snack!" Samuel explained, spreading his legs even wider.

He was such a slut!

Their respective feet and ankles were touching in the air as both jocks were in the same position, waiting to get their ass dutifully eaten by their personal bitch.

I rolled my eyes but I removed my jacket, walked towards them, and I did get on my knees.

"Dudes, this is getting out of control." I said, before shoving my tongue inside Kurtis' smooth asshole.

I purposely made Samuel wait a little longer, I loved seeing him getting jealous when I was taking too much time servicing his gym bro.

Besides, Kurt's hole was tasting absolutely yummy. He was a great appetizer.

I could have rimmed him for hours.

He also had the advantage of being able to use his hands so he could more easily force my face down his 19 years-old butthole.

Sue me, I loved being manhandled!

"Yes, man... Right there... Yes, that's the spot..."

He did not need to tell me; I knew exactly where the spot was. The deeper my tongue was penetrating his hole; the more Kurtis was enjoying this.

As expected, Samuel was quick to ask for his own treat.

"Hey! Don't forget your favourite dessert, pal!"

I laughed. Well, I kind of laughed since my face was very much buried inside Kurt's ass.

I pulled back and breathed.

I gave Kurtis' cock a few strokes and I turned my face towards Samuel's hairy and musky hole.

This had also become pretty common in the last few days; I would jerk one off while eating the other one's asshole.

I was not normally good at multi-tasking, - I could barely work when I was distracted by anything else -, but when it came to handling hunks' genitals, I could be surprisingly resourceful.

Who knew?

"Why does your hole always look so raunchy?" I playfully asked Sam.

"Because I know this is how you like it!"

He was right.

His pink anus, neatly surrounded by a forest of black hair, winked at me. I smelled it, excited to inhale his manly familiar scent.

"Shut up, Sam..." I mumbled, before diving straight in.

I knew that hole like the back of my hand at this point, well, I guess I knew it even more than my own hand since I had never licked myself.

Anytime I was rimming Sam, I felt like I was bathing in testosterone.

If you were wondering: yes, it is definitely a compliment in my books.

"Hmmm... Fuck... I'm gonna miss this..." Samuel blurted out.

I do not know why he was putting an end-date to our sex life.

Why did this have to stop?! Ever?

The idiot... He was still so eager to go back with girls.

Although, I bet that deep in his heart (or rather, deep in his asshole), a part of Samuel was regretting that he had to take his casts off and return to a life before I had become his personal cocksucker and ass-licker.

"Yes... He... He's good!" Kurtis moaned.

I was jerking his dick off frenetically.

Which was not of Samuel's liking.... He wanted me mostly committed to his own needs.

"Get your hands on my cock, Oliver!"

My roommate's psychology was quite interesting. He wanted to share me with Kurtis, but it was only as long as he knew that I was mainly dedicated to his own pleasure.

He had to come first.

I was fine with that.

I could not refuse Samuel anything, anyway. As you know, I was way too obsessed.

I let go of Kurt to take care of my roommate's bigger and thicker slab of meat. I was quick at alternating between sucking his asshole and then his monster-cock.

Kurtis never pushed back against Samuel's instructions.

It was clear who was the Alpha male in the apartment.

Often, Sam was even putting his gym buddy at work.

"Kurt, help a bro out! Smash his face against my hole!"

Usually, he was mostly about asking Kurtis to jerk him off, but this time around, our guest had to grab my hair and force my face down Samuel's slippery asshole.

"Like that, bro?" Kurtis even asked, wanting to do a good job for his best mate.

"Oh yes... Fuck... You two make such a great team..."

Kurtis slapped my ass with one hand, - I was still wearing my jeans, remember, I was coming straight back from work, - and he kept pushing the back of my head with the other.

"Mmmmf... Mmmmf..."

I was choking, my nose and mouth trapped in Sam's crack, but I held on.

Frankly, being used this way was a huge turn-on for me.

"Take off his pants!" Samuel ordered.

And immediately, Kurtis obeyed.

"Fuck yeah!" He howled while peeling off my jeans.

My tongue was very much busy taking care of Samuel and I did not really pay attention to whatever was happening behind me.

Kurt undressed me by himself while I was lost in my own world.

I did feel the spanks getting harsher and falling right on my bare ass a couple minutes later, meaning that he had successfully gotten me naked from the waist down.

My hard cock could rise freely.

"Lick his ass!"

I was confused by Samuel's latest instructions... Did he want me to switch to Kurtis' hole already?

Nope.

The order was not directed at me. I felt a warm tongue invading my ass crack.

"Hmmmm.... FFffgodd...." I mumbled.

That was new!

"Shut up, Oliver, just keep on eating me!"

Fuck. Samuel was in a freaky mood!

I mean, I was all for this, sign me up on the filthy train!

Kurtis was on all fours behind me, his tongue in my hole, searching my insides; I was on all fours as well, my tongue buried deep inside Sam's hole; And Samuel was facing us, sitting on the couch, his legs spread out in the air, offering me his cock and hairy hole, and being the big man in charge.

I wondered if I was Kurtis' first male ass he was eating.

[Chapter 16 continues below]
 
MY ROOMMATE IS (WAY) TOO HOT!

Chapter 16: Way too obsessed (part 2)


I had some doubt on his sexuality already, and there, he seemed to be doing too much of a good job for it being a first.

He spat on my ass and went in there with no hesitation. Frankly, he was giving me shivers.

He also showed some initiative.

"You've got yourself an awesome roommate, Sam!" He exclaimed at some point, pulling back from my ass with his mouth, to get straight back in again... only with his fingers this time!

I was surprised by it.

Pleasantly so.

Kurtis was opening up my asshole like a pro.

I finally got my face out of Sam's ass as I was getting my prostate stimulated.

"Hmmm... Fuck... Yes... More... More..." I begged.

"Lick my balls, Oliver!" Samuel demanded.

I swallowed them on cue. I loved feeling his big nuts in my mouth.

"Your hole looks insane, man." Kurtis commented behind me while he was hard-fingering me.

I had quite the mouth full but my roommate spoke on my behalf.

"Better than a chick's bum! That's damn right!"

I was proud.

Kurt gave me another slap and I made my own ass giggle. I was not sure that I was too good at twerking but it seemed to work. I felt his hard dripping cock against my buns.

He was getting very close to fucking me.

At this point, it was too much for Samuel.

"Come back here, Kurt, he'll suck both of our cocks simultaneously!"

I was wondering if he would let his gym buddy bang me. That did not look like it, at least, not that day.

Instead, they both sat back on the couch, their thighs all over each other, and they offered me their hard cocks.

I sucked them alternatively and then rubbed their two cocks together in an attempt to shove them both in my mouth at once.

My lips were stretched to their limits to swallow the two shiny cockhead and I must have been looking like a freak.

My eyes were tearing up, but my cock was definitely loving this.

I was, myself, hard as a fucking rock.

I made sure to deepthroat them properly, - one stiffed wet cock at a time -, bobbing up and down their sticks as if I was a gay pornstar.

I had made a lot of progress in the past few weeks.

To be fair, Samuel provided me with a great tool to practice on.

His cock was literally the size of the big plastic dildos you could see in sex-toys store. Thick, very long, (more than nine inches), with prominent veins and with heavy balls to complete the whole set.

Kurtis was not bad either.

A slightly smaller version of the same juicy dong.

I was devouring them both eagerly. Kurtis guiding me from one cock to another by pulling my hair.

I was their doll and I was grateful for that.

I could tell that they were getting close to nutting also.

"Fuck... Kurt! You can't say we're not treating you right." Samuel told.

"For sure... Man, for sure..."

"We offer you a place to say and a great cock-sucker on top of it!"

"Hmmm... He is... He's great indeed..."

"You're damn lucky to have me as a friend!"

"Yes, Sam... Hmmm... You've been great to me... You always have..."

"We're bros for life!"

I was gagging on their respective cocks, not really taking part of the conversation. It was a strange moment for a friendship's declaration but why not?

Straight men are just weird sometimes.

"I'll... Hmmm... I'll repay you, brother." Kurt insisted.

They fist-bumped each other.

"Dude, you're already covering all my shifts at the gym but... Hmmm..."

I had switched to Samuel's cock, he had to stop talking for a minute to enjoy my blowjob.

"But?"

"But... I'm not... Hmmm... The only one giving you a solid... Our friend here... Oliver... He barely knows you and he's taking such a good care of you... Hmmm... You should help him out."

My interest was piqued and I paid more attention to the ongoing talk.

Don't worry though, I was still very much focused on servicing Samuel's monster cock and full massive balls.

"Course, I'd help Oliver out anytime..." Kurt replied mindlessly.

"Yeah... You defo should... Can't you see he needs something right now?"

"Does he?"

Kurtis sounded curious and excited, and he slapped my butt once again.

Was it Samuel's green light for Kurtis to fuck me?!

It was crazy how they were talking about me as if I was not even in the room when I was literally all over their dicks.

Would I let Kurt fuck me? I wondered.

"His ass is all mine." Samuel told quite definitively.

Well, there, the debate was apparently closed.

It was very odd to hear my roommate being that affirmative, and especially, that serious. It was rather unlike him.

Where was he going with that?

And damn, it was tough to concentrate with his girthy cock filling up my throat. I had to focus not to puke.

"Okay, Sam... I won't pound his little ass, but what the hell do you want then?"

Kurtis sounded as perplexed as I was.

"Look... Hmmm... His cock is going crazy down there. One of us... Hmmm... Should take care of it too... Oliver deserves it."

My eyes widened and teared up even more. I was crying on Sam's dick.

My nose was buried against his pubic hair, I was gagging so hard. It was amazing though, no question about that.

"One of us?"

"Look, mate... I cannot use my arms and hands... Not until tomorrow at least... I guess you're gonna have to take the bullet on this one. Go for it, jerk him off!"

I finally pulled back, a huge slime of saliva and precum drooling from my lips.

I was panting hard.

"Gosh..." I muttered, dizzy.

"You're okay down there?" Samuel inquired. "How do you feel about Kurtis stroking your dick off?"

"Yes..." I panted. "Yes, please..."

Kurtis looked slightly surprised but his cock had never been that hard.

He shrugged his shoulders.

"Sure... I can help a bro out. Why not?"

"You've already stroked me a bunch of times after all." Samuel reminded him.

Kurtis gulped.

"Yeah... No big deal."

Was it different because I was gay?

I looked at them both, unsure of what my next move should be.

"Come sit next to me, Kurt will sit in the middle and jerk the both of us off." Samuel explained.

I almost jumped on the couch, that was too fucking cool!

Sometimes, I was underestimating how smart Samuel could be when it came to sex. This was certainly the only area he was using his creative brain for.

Kurtis was such a good puppy.

He did exactly as he was told!

In all fairness, it was obvious that he was more than happy to grab mine and Samuel's cocks. He was dripping precum at the opportunity to lean into his gay tendencies.

By this point, I had strong suspicions the dude was, at the very least, bisexual.

I felt my juice maturing as he was pumping my shaft.

I would not hold for long before cumming.

But I had my own naughty ideas to suggest.

"Dude, I... I actually sucked you off... I did not only stroke you..." I said in a shaky voice.

"You think he should suck you? An eye for an eye? A blow for a blow?" Samuel asked me.

I nodded yes.

"If... If he wants to... I mean, if you want to, Kurt."

I was asking a supposedly straight guy to blow me. Good Lord.

Was this going too far?

Kurtis looked at Samuel for reinsurance. As soon as my roommate gave him a nod of approval, he leaned over to put my cock in his mouth.

Wow.

That was really happening then!

There, I understood that I was not the first cock's Kurtis was wrapping his lips around. He was simply too freaking amazing at it.

He caressed my balls and slowly, but surely, managed to deepthroat me, all the way down, his nose smashed against my stomach at the end of his first go.

"Hmmmmm... Damn..."

"Fuck, Kurt! You're really going in there! Great job, mate!" Samuel cheered him up, hysterical.

I did not think he was expecting this from his protegee.

Maybe that would give Samuel some ideas to try it for himself. I could have made good use of my stunning roommate's throat!

Instead, I was meant to jerk him off again while Kurtis was now on his knees, blowing me passionately.

The stud was loving my junks, I swear!

"You... You're gonna make me cum..." I blurted out.

"He's that good?!" Samuel asked, impressed.

"Yeah, you know... hmmm... He could take care of you too..." I told Sam, eager to see how far this thing could go.

My roommate's cheeky smile was saying it all.

"Kurt... Would you mind try mine?" He casually asked.

Clearly, it was a dream come true for Kurtis. I could see it in his eyes. He was in awe. How many months had he spent fantasizing and obsessing over Samuel's abnormally fat cock?

My precum was drooling from his lips.

"Bro..." He whispered, looking up at his mentor.

I was already moving right next to Sam to rub both of our cocks together. Two white sausages, up for grab!

I was hoping that I would not explode before seeing Kurtis suck his best bro off. For some reason, I thought that it would be such an exciting thing to witness.

The sexual tension was through the roof.

Kurtis did not say anything more but he went back to sucking my cock.

I was quite surprised.

Samuel did not insist but his dick was now very close to my own, and therefore, very close to his mate's face. He was incidentally slapping him and rubbing precum on his cheek.

The gargling sounds of Kurtis gagging on my cock were sending me to places.

I shut my eyes; I was ready to nut.

It was simply too much.

Kurtis eventually pulled back after the hardest deepthroat of the evening, but he kept on stroking me. Honestly, he was very good at being a sub.

I started worrying that he might be better than I was.

When I opened back my eyes, Kurtis was avidly sucking Samuel's cock who was grinning at me.

They were doing it!

For real!

Damn, that looked insanely delicious. The two straight bros were testing their limits.

It did not take long for Kurtis to attempt shoving both our cocks in his mouth as one, just like I had done a few minutes earlier.

Unfortunately, I did not get to enjoy the double blowjob for too long.

I burst my loads as soon as my dick found its way inside Kurt's already filled mouth. It was simply too exciting to feel Samuel's wet dick rubbing against mine, inside another dude's throat.

I jizzed all over Samuel's cock and painted Kurtis' throat with my milk.

It felt like I was nutting a ton.

"Oh God... Fuck... Aaaaaaaah..."

I was out of myself.

My orgasm was powerful and it drained me.

Samuel ejaculated not too long afterwards. Before that, he did require for Kurtis to lick the cum (mine) dripping from his pulsating veiny cock.

I was a good mate; I helped him out and we sucked Samuel's throbbing dick together, as a team.

Two mouths were not too many to service his huge bone.

Our tongues were intertwined, Kurtis sand I were practically making out on the nine-inches truncheon.

Another crazy-ass erotic moment to remember for the rest of my life!

Sam jizzed on our respective faces and I licked the jizz pouring on Kurtis' innocent (and visibly satisfied) face.

He nutted when I slurped the fresh cum from his nipples.

I could not believe that it had happened.

Truly, I had the best roommates, (plural), in the world!

[To be continued]
 
This scenario just gets... It's great in fiction, but let's just say I really hope no one is actually living anything remotely like it irl because there is absolutely positively no fuckin' way this doesn't blow up in spectacular fashion.
 
MY ROOMMATE IS WAY TOO HOT

Chapter 17: Way too sleep-deprived (Part 1)


After the mess we had made in the living room with Kurtis, Samuel and I went to take a relaxing shower together.

Probably the last one before he would take his casts off.

The appointment to the doctor was set at 10 AM the next day, and Kurtis would be the one driving Samuel there since I would be working.

Thankfully, I was the one designated to change Sam's bandages and wash his stunning body.

"Excited for tomorrow?" I asked while soaping his flaccid cock.

"Of course! I cannot wait to use my hands again. You have no idea."

"I bet..."

"Just being able to use my phone will be a huge improvement."

"Yeah... You'll be able to text and DM girls all over again..."

"Exactly! Samuel is back in pussy-town, I..."

I squeezed his balls a little too hard.

"Ouch! Be careful with my family jewels."

"Sorry, my mistake."

I went at it more delicately.

Samuel's heterosexuality, or, at the very least, his ongoing attraction for girls, was frustrating as hell, but I could not take my bitterness on his sweet hairy balls.

Besides, I wanted Sam to keep a good memory of the times where we were taking our showers together.

Maybe that would make him want to do it again, once he would have his casts removed?

That month had definitely changed things between us.

We had lost any inhibitions, - not that Samuel had much to begin with -, and we were closer than ever.

"That was cool with Kurtis, eh?" Samuel told me when we were done showering.

I was wrapping a towel around his waist so he would not wet the couch.

"Yes, pretty cool... I was not really expecting that of him."

"That he would suck our cocks?"

Samuel grinned to his ears.

"Yeah..."

"I'm not that surprised." He spoke.

As it turned out, my roommate was not as naïve as he appeared to be.

He had probably understood Kurtis' attraction to him a long time ago.

It did not leave much doubt on the fact that he had also figured out about my own obsession for him.

The funny thing was, Samuel had picked Kurtis and I to be some of his closest friends.

The likeliest reason was that he was living for the attention, but maybe, just maybe, Samuel had also grown a liking for us, or at least, for one of us?

Who freaking knew?

Samuel was not one for scheming and over-thinking. Consequently, if he wanted more, he had probably not realized it yet, or he would have been straight forward about it. I was pretty sure about that.

We returned to the main living space where Kurtis was eating a veggie sandwich. Not every day can be cheat day.

He had not put any clothe on, and Samuel and I were only wrapped in our respective towels.

I was exhausted but once again, my two hunky roommates would not let me rest.

It turned out that Samuel was in a naughty mood (again!) after dinner.

To be fair, he was ALWAYS in the mood.

Truly, it was Kurtis who had warned me about this when Samuel had first moved in, and it was something that I had quickly noted myself, my roommate was horny 24/7.

I thought that I was a freak, but clearly, he was taking the crown when it came to being insatiable.

I was hand-feeding him for the very last time when he intentionally spread his legs and let go of his towel.

"Oopsie!"

"Dude, you're still fucking hard? You're a damn machine!" Kurtis reacted.

"I'm just a man. I have a libido, like everyone else."

I rolled my eyes.

Kurtis and I looked at each other in the way where we were saying: "is this dude freaking serious?"

The reasonable thing would have been to put on the breaks, to set some limits, to not appear as available as I was, anytime he wanted to use me sexually, but I could never find the strength to do it.

Instead, I grabbed his cock throbbing right below me.

"Really? You're gonna indulge him?" Kurtis asked.

Was he jealous?

I bet that he was!

To be honest, I was a bit uncomfortable to be exposed this way as someone who could not help himself from pleasuring Samuel... Yes, it was absolutely true but did we have to lay it all out there?

"Eh! Oliver is just being a good roomie; you should take some pages out of his book instead of criticising him!" Samuel defended me.

Kurtis opened his mouth.

Maybe he wanted to remind Samuel that he had already taken a page out of my book, blowing his cock a couple hours earlier?

He bit his lower lips and then he just said.

"I was only kidding, guys. Have your fun."

He stayed seated on the couch and I kept on jerking Samuel off.

Honestly, I could not see a world where I would get tired of this.

I was clearly sleep-deprived, I had been servicing him for weeks, we were being watched by Kurtis, but still, my roommate's cock was way too girthy and meaty for me to let go of.

I would be servicing Samuel for as long as he would let me.

Also, this was probably one of the very last times we would be in such a configuration.

"I'm helping you out relieving those balls, but I'm counting on you to repay the favour." I told Samuel cheekily.

"And how should I do that, Oliver?"

I knew Kurtis was listening to every single word we were saying.

"I make you feel good, you make me feel good. You know what to do."

Samuel leant over me to whisper in my ear.

"You want me to fuck you... In front of him?" He added, glancing at Kurtis who was pretending to be interested in a documentary about sharks.

I spat on Samuel's cock below me.

"I think that I do..." I muttered.

Months back, having Kurtis there in the room would have been the biggest cock-blocker, but at this point in my life, it had become a huge turn-on.

I had become such a slut.

My roommate had turned me into one.

I got on my knees and I sucked Samuel's cock as he was sitting on the stool. As always, his dick became even bigger and harder in my mouth, and my own cock rose as I was blowing him.

Just a natural reaction.

I wandered my tongue around his balls, his groin, his anus and I came back on his shiny cockhead. Amazing taste and feels.

I played with his foreskin as well and he started moaning softly.

Kurtis did not join us; he was seemingly very into the sharks' reproduction system.

"Deepthroat it, mate..." Samuel instructed me softly.

I nodded yes and buried his rod inside my throat.

I tried to stay deep for a long time. It never missed to drive him crazy!

No to brag, but I had truly become excellent at deepthroating Samuel's thick sausage.

"Grrlll... Grrlll..."

"Yes... Keep going... Don't stop..."

"Grrlll... Grrlll..."

"Fucking bitch... Yes... Yes..."

The dirty talking was becoming louder and certainly more difficult for Kurtis to ignore. How bad can you really be into sharks?!

"Grrlll... Grrlll..."

"That's right, you want my big dirty dick down your throat!"

"Grrlll... Grrlll..."

Samuel directly called Kurtis out.

"Dude, look at Oliver, he's... Hmmm... He's turning purple!"

I could not see myself but I definitely believed that.

I was giving one of my best and roughest performance, being specified that good and rough were practically synonyms in Samuel's books.

I kept going, hard.

"You guys are psychos!" Kurtis commented, semi-laughing on the couch.

Maybe I was psycho but I knew my purpose.

"I'm going to reward you so good, Oliver... So... Hmmm... So good..."

"Mmmffyes?"

My eyes were tearing up and my asshole was itching in anticipation.

"Gimme your ass... Sit on me!" Samuel commanded.

Finally, I thought.

I let the saliva drool on my chest and I took a quick glance at Kurtis.

He had stopped pretending that he was watching the television screen and he had turned around to watch the sex-show from the couch.

His cock was hard but he was not touching it.

What more proof did I need that he was into men? Just watching two guys having sex was making his dick all stiffed.

Let's call a spade, a spade, and a gay boy, a gay boy!

Samuel was a dirty fucker.

I mean, that is not news, but that fact became even more evident that night.

He purposely moved around to make sure that while I would impale myself on his cock as he was sitting on the stool, we would both be facing Kurtis.

Samuel had warned his buddy before; my ass was all his (and solely his) and he was about to demonstrate it.

"Kurt, would you care for prepping Oliver's hole?"

"What?"

"I can't finger him, obviously, and I might tear him up if I go straight in without some stretching first."

Of course, I could have fingered and lubed my own hole.

Samuel and I had already fucked many times and this was usually the way we were doing it, unless my roommate wanted to take me raw.

I wondered if Kurtis would be that submissive that he would actually open an asshole that he knew would not be for him to bang.

He remained where he was, considering his options.

His cock was dripping on the sofa.

I decided to help Sam out in his (dirty) plan.

"Kurt, you were doing it so right earlier... Please, would you stretch my asshole?"

"Fuck, dude, you're such a bitch!"

"Yes, I guess I am... I need to get fucked by Sam's huge cock... Help us out here... Please... I need your fingers in first!"

Samuel growled behind me.

If we still needed one evidence that I was a sex-freak, that was it. I was no longer afraid to own up towho I was!

My pleading worked though.

His cock pointing to the ceiling, Kurtis stood up from the couch to join us in the kitchen.

"Spit in his asshole, Kurt, and Oliver, spread this shit out! It's a team work!"

I decided to take the most submissive position that I could.

I got on all fours, then, I put my head against the floor, and I put my two arms behind my back to stretch my asshole.

"Hell... That's a beautiful cunt!" Kurtis praised.

I smiled and drooled on the floor.

Samuel took things even further when he put his bare foot on my face. He would make sure I would not move a bit that way.

He chuckled.

"Nice attitude, whore."

"Wow..." Kurtis muttered.

"He's good at this, eh?"

"Yeah... He definitely is."

Kurt got on his knees behind me and he started wetting, - and then tonguing my hole -, as Samuel was instructing him.

That was the second rimming he was performing in just a few hours.

Things were escalated quickly in our household!

Soon enough, Kurtis was fingering my hole with one, two, and then three fingers. His index, middle finger and ring finger were all shoved inside my butthole, spreading it wide.

I remained in my slutty position, sniffing and licking Samuel's feet.

I was truly living the bottom's dream.

Or maybe it was my lack of a full night of sleep in more than a week who was making me lose my mind?

Either way, I was once again moaning and grunting at the steady stimulation of my prostate.

[Chapter 17 continues below]