So goodSubscriptions are suspended on my Patreon for September because I will be taking a few weeks break in the middle of the month and I don't want people to pay for a full month while I will not be as active as I am normally. Sorry for those who missed the shot to subscribe earlier, subscriptions will re-open in October.
I will also take a break from posting here after releasing the next chapter, I'm going off line for a few weeks!
Subscriptions are suspended on my Patreon for September because I will be taking a few weeks break in the middle of the month and I don't want people to pay for a full month while I will not be as active as I am normally. Sorry for those who missed the shot to subscribe earlier, subscriptions will re-open in October.
I will also take a break from posting here after releasing the next chapter, I'm going off line for a few weeks!
Oh Noooooooooooooooooooo.Subscriptions are suspended on my Patreon for September because I will be taking a few weeks break in the middle of the month and I don't want people to pay for a full month while I will not be as active as I am normally. Sorry for those who missed the shot to subscribe earlier, subscriptions will re-open in October.
I will also take a break from posting here after releasing the next chapter, I'm going off line for a few weeks!
Enjoy your time off and we can’t wait to see what good things happen nextSubscriptions are suspended on my Patreon for September because I will be taking a few weeks break in the middle of the month and I don't want people to pay for a full month while I will not be as active as I am normally. Sorry for those who missed the shot to subscribe earlier, subscriptions will re-open in October.
I will also take a break from posting here after releasing the next chapter, I'm going off line for a few weeks!
How a I going to feed my addiction while your gone...
MY ROOMMATE IS WAY TOO HOT
Chapter 9: Way too reckless (part 2)
"Well, we'll cross that bridge when we'll get to it. Do you want to take a shower or change before the food gets here?"
"I don't know."
"You stink, Samuel. You should take a shower."
"Let's go then. At least, I know you're not going to mind cleaning me up, right?"
He was not that naïve then... I thought.
"I can leave you unwashed and smelly for a full month if you prefer."
"Nah... I don't want to bother you with the stink and besides, you should get something out of this."
"What are you talking about?"
"My body! You still think I'm hot, right? Even with the casts and the four days without working out?"
I eluded the remark about the fact that I was getting quote on quote "his body" out this situation, but I did reassure him on his hotness.
"Dude, your body hasn't changed one bit except for the scar on the shoulder and the casts."
We were now standing in the bathroom and we continued talking as I was, - with much difficulty -, attempting to peel his tee-shirt off.
"Damn, I wasn't even thinking about the scar..."
"As far as I'm concerned, I think a scar can give you an edgy look. You were a bit too much paper-doll before. And as for working-out, dude, there's not a hint of fat on your body and you're shredded as hell, easing off on the exercises for a month will make you look even better. Trust me, I know what I'm talking about when it comes to good-looking guys."
"Ah...." He gasped.
I was sliding the tee-shirt on the casts and that seemed to be painful.
"Sorry about that, we'll find more ample and appropriate clothes to wear."
"If I'm staying inside the apartment, I don't need to... Aaaaah.... Wear anything at all and we won't have to go through this bullshit every day."
As he was standing shirtless in front of me, I had to agree.
"To be fair, it won't make much difference with what you wear usually around the apartment." I noted.
"Not wrong. So you really think that a body that's too perfect is not so good?"
I sighed before scolding him playfully.
"Samuel, you're hot as fuck, and you have worked your body like a freaking art piece. I mean, you have a nice bubble butt, amazing v-lines, the eight-pack abs, and you are big wherever it counts: the biceps, the pecs and the cock. You look amazing and you damn know it so shut up!"
He smiled at me sheepishly and I rolled my eyes.
That man did love the praising.
It was a good thing that I did not mind giving it to him...
"I guess you're right, roomie, I'm hot."
"Congratulations. Now, lift up your legs, I'm gonna take these pants off, it should be much easier than the top."
"Yeap."
When I slid down his pants, his underwear went with them and his semi-hard uncut cock popped out. It hit my forehead.
"Wow." I gasped.
"Sorry about that, I... I haven't had a wank in days! I cannot keep it down."
"Jesus, you must be going crazy."
And indeed, as I was telling him that, his cock was rising like a bouncy castle, getting to full-mast in the span of only seconds.
"Men are supposed to release themselves!" He justified himself.
"Sure. Well, hop in the bathtub." I commanded. "We'll see what we do about that later." I added, staring at his stiffed demanding dick.
I was getting horny myself but I kept my clothes on.
It was only day one of the recovery, let's not get carried away, I thought.
"You'll also have to change the bandage on my shoulder every day. That's what the nurse told me this morning." Samuel explained.
"Okay, I'll do that now."
I started running the water and I took care of the bandage first. I had never done that but I think I was a good nurse.
Just touching his bare shoulders was making everything else I would have to do for Samuel worth it.
Moreover, it was nice to feel helpful.
I then pursued with the actual cleaning up.
I soaped his entire body while he was standing in front of me, and he turned around a couple times so I could reach every single part of his anatomy.
We started with his back, his delicious hairy ass, and then I took care of the back of his legs.
We moved on to the front. I washed his face first, then his neck and his muscular chest, I knelt down to get to his thighs, and he put each of his foot on the edge of the bathtub so I could soap his calves and feet without getting in myself.
Although, I was getting a little wet in the process anyway. In more ways than one, if you know what I mean...
We ended the cleaning session with his massive junks. Always keep the best for last, am I right?
At this point, Samuel was at full mast and already dripping with precum.
"You know that I'm not gay, right?" He told me as I was soaping his genitals.
That was odd because it was not the kind of details or labels that he usually cared about.
"I know. The hundreds of girls I've seen going in and out of your bedroom in the two months we've been living together made that fact pretty clear."
"I guess... I say this because I meant to ask you..."
The words did not seem to be able to come out of his pretty mouth.
"What is up with you? You're so blunt usually."
"Oliver... Would you stroke it for me?"
I burst out laughing.
It was funny to see the tables turning for once. And for Christ's sake, I was already holding his cock in my hands.
"That was so hard to ask?" I joked.
"Man, it's so bad not being able to have sex, but it's even worse not being able to jerk off, I think it's the main reason why I'm so cranky lately."
His cock throbbed as he talked. It felt so meaty and girthy in my hands.
"Dude, we've already jerked each other off, that's fine."
"Yeah... But I never needed it like that... This freaking much..."
Another throb.
Damn, was he horny!
I grabbed his cock with my other bare soapy hand.
"Don't worry, Sam, you must have realized that I don't mind by now."
"Yes, I just don't want to push things too far... Make you do things you'd not be... Hmmm... Comfortable with..." He mumbled.
How considerate of him.
I started stroking his cock.
"We're all good, I'm just helping you out."
"Hmmm... Thanks, roomie... Oh, that feels nice..."
I massaged his balls at the same time.
By now, I knew what he liked and how to make him blow his loads.
As I was jerking him off, a part of me told me that I was not the only one being a bit excited by the prospect that I would take care of him...
Had Samuel been thinking about this moment while he was in the hospital?
He was certainly real horny, real quick, once we had gotten inside the bathroom.
"Like that?" I asked him.
"Fuck, I'm not gonna last long..."
"Shhh... Just enjoy."
"I... I'm sorry I won't be able to return the favour..."
"That's fine, you have a great dick... It's cool to be able to wank it.... I mean, it's so fucking big and juicy."
"Yes... So juicy... Right? I'm all wet."
He was wet, the soap was sliding on his long cock, mixing with the precum.
I spat on his dick to add some more slime.
Just the sound of his dick fapping was incredibly erotic.
"Have you ever.... Hmmm... Ever felt a better dick? Hmmm... With your exes or with one-night stands?"
"No, you're one of the kind, Sam. So thick and massive, with all that foreskin to play with..."
I rubbed my fingers against his cockhead, right between the glans and the foreskin.
Precum was heavily sliding through my fingers.
I kept on caressing his balls. They were so heavy and full. I already knew his orgasm was about to be huge.
It really was... and the cheeky boy did not even warn me about it!
"Aaaah... Yes!" He shouted at some point.
Samuel suddenly burst his loads all over my face and my tee-shirt, making a huge mess.
"Sam!"
He laughed, seeing me drenched in his fresh cum.
Volleys of creamy milk were still flying from his piss-slit.
I pretended to be mad but I remained still, on my knees, receiving everything he was spraying onto me.
I could play it down but one thing was for sure, I was ready to pause my entire life and focus all my energy on servicing this Adonis until he would get better... If only I was receiving this amount of warm juice every day!
[TO BE CONTINUED - See you in a few weeks after my break!]
MY ROOMMATE IS WAY TOO HOT
Chapter 9: Way too reckless (part 2)
"Well, we'll cross that bridge when we'll get to it. Do you want to take a shower or change before the food gets here?"
"I don't know."
"You stink, Samuel. You should take a shower."
"Let's go then. At least, I know you're not going to mind cleaning me up, right?"
He was not that naïve then... I thought.
"I can leave you unwashed and smelly for a full month if you prefer."
"Nah... I don't want to bother you with the stink and besides, you should get something out of this."
"What are you talking about?"
"My body! You still think I'm hot, right? Even with the casts and the four days without working out?"
I eluded the remark about the fact that I was getting quote on quote "his body" out this situation, but I did reassure him on his hotness.
"Dude, your body hasn't changed one bit except for the scar on the shoulder and the casts."
We were now standing in the bathroom and we continued talking as I was, - with much difficulty -, attempting to peel his tee-shirt off.
"Damn, I wasn't even thinking about the scar..."
"As far as I'm concerned, I think a scar can give you an edgy look. You were a bit too much paper-doll before. And as for working-out, dude, there's not a hint of fat on your body and you're shredded as hell, easing off on the exercises for a month will make you look even better. Trust me, I know what I'm talking about when it comes to good-looking guys."
"Ah...." He gasped.
I was sliding the tee-shirt on the casts and that seemed to be painful.
"Sorry about that, we'll find more ample and appropriate clothes to wear."
"If I'm staying inside the apartment, I don't need to... Aaaaah.... Wear anything at all and we won't have to go through this bullshit every day."
As he was standing shirtless in front of me, I had to agree.
"To be fair, it won't make much difference with what you wear usually around the apartment." I noted.
"Not wrong. So you really think that a body that's too perfect is not so good?"
I sighed before scolding him playfully.
"Samuel, you're hot as fuck, and you have worked your body like a freaking art piece. I mean, you have a nice bubble butt, amazing v-lines, the eight-pack abs, and you are big wherever it counts: the biceps, the pecs and the cock. You look amazing and you damn know it so shut up!"
He smiled at me sheepishly and I rolled my eyes.
That man did love the praising.
It was a good thing that I did not mind giving it to him...
"I guess you're right, roomie, I'm hot."
"Congratulations. Now, lift up your legs, I'm gonna take these pants off, it should be much easier than the top."
"Yeap."
When I slid down his pants, his underwear went with them and his semi-hard uncut cock popped out. It hit my forehead.
"Wow." I gasped.
"Sorry about that, I... I haven't had a wank in days! I cannot keep it down."
"Jesus, you must be going crazy."
And indeed, as I was telling him that, his cock was rising like a bouncy castle, getting to full-mast in the span of only seconds.
"Men are supposed to release themselves!" He justified himself.
"Sure. Well, hop in the bathtub." I commanded. "We'll see what we do about that later." I added, staring at his stiffed demanding dick.
I was getting horny myself but I kept my clothes on.
It was only day one of the recovery, let's not get carried away, I thought.
"You'll also have to change the bandage on my shoulder every day. That's what the nurse told me this morning." Samuel explained.
"Okay, I'll do that now."
I started running the water and I took care of the bandage first. I had never done that but I think I was a good nurse.
Just touching his bare shoulders was making everything else I would have to do for Samuel worth it.
Moreover, it was nice to feel helpful.
I then pursued with the actual cleaning up.
I soaped his entire body while he was standing in front of me, and he turned around a couple times so I could reach every single part of his anatomy.
We started with his back, his delicious hairy ass, and then I took care of the back of his legs.
We moved on to the front. I washed his face first, then his neck and his muscular chest, I knelt down to get to his thighs, and he put each of his foot on the edge of the bathtub so I could soap his calves and feet without getting in myself.
Although, I was getting a little wet in the process anyway. In more ways than one, if you know what I mean...
We ended the cleaning session with his massive junks. Always keep the best for last, am I right?
At this point, Samuel was at full mast and already dripping with precum.
"You know that I'm not gay, right?" He told me as I was soaping his genitals.
That was odd because it was not the kind of details or labels that he usually cared about.
"I know. The hundreds of girls I've seen going in and out of your bedroom in the two months we've been living together made that fact pretty clear."
"I guess... I say this because I meant to ask you..."
The words did not seem to be able to come out of his pretty mouth.
"What is up with you? You're so blunt usually."
"Oliver... Would you stroke it for me?"
I burst out laughing.
It was funny to see the tables turning for once. And for Christ's sake, I was already holding his cock in my hands.
"That was so hard to ask?" I joked.
"Man, it's so bad not being able to have sex, but it's even worse not being able to jerk off, I think it's the main reason why I'm so cranky lately."
His cock throbbed as he talked. It felt so meaty and girthy in my hands.
"Dude, we've already jerked each other off, that's fine."
"Yeah... But I never needed it like that... This freaking much..."
Another throb.
Damn, was he horny!
I grabbed his cock with my other bare soapy hand.
"Don't worry, Sam, you must have realized that I don't mind by now."
"Yes, I just don't want to push things too far... Make you do things you'd not be... Hmmm... Comfortable with..." He mumbled.
How considerate of him.
I started stroking his cock.
"We're all good, I'm just helping you out."
"Hmmm... Thanks, roomie... Oh, that feels nice..."
I massaged his balls at the same time.
By now, I knew what he liked and how to make him blow his loads.
As I was jerking him off, a part of me told me that I was not the only one being a bit excited by the prospect that I would take care of him...
Had Samuel been thinking about this moment while he was in the hospital?
He was certainly real horny, real quick, once we had gotten inside the bathroom.
"Like that?" I asked him.
"Fuck, I'm not gonna last long..."
"Shhh... Just enjoy."
"I... I'm sorry I won't be able to return the favour..."
"That's fine, you have a great dick... It's cool to be able to wank it.... I mean, it's so fucking big and juicy."
"Yes... So juicy... Right? I'm all wet."
He was wet, the soap was sliding on his long cock, mixing with the precum.
I spat on his dick to add some more slime.
Just the sound of his dick fapping was incredibly erotic.
"Have you ever.... Hmmm... Ever felt a better dick? Hmmm... With your exes or with one-night stands?"
"No, you're one of the kind, Sam. So thick and massive, with all that foreskin to play with..."
I rubbed my fingers against his cockhead, right between the glans and the foreskin.
Precum was heavily sliding through my fingers.
I kept on caressing his balls. They were so heavy and full. I already knew his orgasm was about to be huge.
It really was... and the cheeky boy did not even warn me about it!
"Aaaah... Yes!" He shouted at some point.
Samuel suddenly burst his loads all over my face and my tee-shirt, making a huge mess.
"Sam!"
He laughed, seeing me drenched in his fresh cum.
Volleys of creamy milk were still flying from his piss-slit.
I pretended to be mad but I remained still, on my knees, receiving everything he was spraying onto me.
I could play it down but one thing was for sure, I was ready to pause my entire life and focus all my energy on servicing this Adonis until he would get better... If only I was receiving this amount of warm juice every day!
[TO BE CONTINUED - See you in a few weeks after my break!]
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