ONLY TEMPORARY
Chapter 2: Tight Jeans (Part 2)
His abs which were slightly uncovered as his tank top went up on his stomach were equally eye-catching.
"Sorry... I usually go to bed early." He stated after a long yawn.
"I'm a night owl myself but don't feel obligated to stay up. You told me I should feel like at home, well, you shouldn't change your habits either."
He grinned at me.
"I'll have to make slight changes though."
"Like what?"
He yawned again.
"I'm usually naked when I'm in the couch like this... After the bath, before going to sleep, I don't bother with clothes..."
I opened my mouth but no sound came out.
The mention of his nude body had rendered me speechless.
The fact that Joshua casually slid his right hand in his jeans shortly after did not help either.
My housemate was clearly getting more comfortable around me, shamelessly scratching his balls.
He made no mention of my sudden silence; he was falling half asleep anyway.
Good, that meant that he would probably not remember my awkwardness nor notice the growing erection in my pants.
Not to justify myself, but the show was very enticing, the bare feet pointing at me, the jeans so deliciously tight, the legs casually spread, the hand massaging the junks, the inch of treasure trail running on his ripped abs, the massive arms, biceps and pits on full display... Anyone would have gotten hard.
Well, any gay man.
Joshua was shutting his eyes, seemingly forgetting that I was even there.
Was I supposed to say something?
Should have I stopped watching?
He was so gorgeous. It was very hard not to look. Most of all, I was fascinating by the hand disappearing in his crotch.
I did not know what to do with myself.
Clearly, I was not feeling like I belonged there, not yet anyway.
Considering how nice Joshua had been since we had reconnected, I decided to do something for him and I went to clean up the kitchen.
I could not perv on him like that.
Not only it was inappropriate but it was not good for me to fantasize over a straight married man.
We had not used much clutters for pizza night but I still struggled to do the dishes.
I spent ten minutes looking for a sponge and then five more looking for where I was supposed to put the knifes and glasses.
I was nearly done when I jumped.
"Thanks, Justin."
I had not heard Joshua behind me.
"Fuck, you scared me!"
"Jeez, you're really not used to live with someone."
"I... I thought you were sleeping."
"I might have drifted off a little. Was it in the middle of a conversation? Jen always nugs me about it... She gets pissed as I doze off in the middle of a chat."
"I didn't mind at all. It wasn't rude or anything, you're tired, that's all."
"Exactly but you know how women are... Well, actually, you don't."
We both laughed about that one.
"God blessed me for being gay, right?"
"Right... Anyway, I'll go take a shower and put myself to sleep. Please, feel free to watch television or do whatever, the house is yours."
"Okay. I think I'll just go to my room. I have to check on some emails and stuff. I know I have to confirm the car I'm renting while I'm here, I'm supposed to pick it up tomorrow."
"You can use my office too."
"Josh, stop it! You're offering me way too much, that makes me uneasy. I don't know how I'll be able to repay you."
"You just cleaned the kitchen. We're even."
"Shut up, and go to sleep." I teased him.
"I definitely should..."
Only then, I noticed that the zipper of his jeans was opened.
Not entirely, but the balls scratching had probably led to this. I could see his black briefs.
The jeans were very tight and the hand had to make its way down those warm genitals, somehow.
That was such a hot idea...
Once again, I lost track of what was happening as Joshua was standing right in front of me.
Very close.
So, so close.
Wait, what was he doing?
Oh fuck, he was hugging me good night.
It was cool, meaningless, I had to get my shit together!
"Night, man." He spoke.
"Nigh, Josh. Thanks again. Seriously."
"You got it."
He turned around and his ass trapped in the tight blue jeans disappeared in the living room.
Once again, I thought of that time he had gotten naked at the frat party. This had been a recurring thought for years.
Lately though, I had been obsessing over it.
Trust me, I tried to ignore the polluting thought, but every night, it was coming back to me.
The junks too large for his hand.
The hairy ass, so pale and peachy.
I had to wonder... Staying in this house for a little while... Maybe I would get to catch a glimpse... Or a little more than a glimpse.
Like a damn robot solely controlled by his libido, I found myself going up the stairs.
It made sense, I had told Joshua I was going to my room.
But that was not the only reason why I was walking upstairs.
After the bath, before going to sleep, I don't bother with clothes...
The bathroom was situated at one end of the hallway, closer to the staircase, the largest bedroom occupied by Joshua had a balcony and was situated at the opposite end, while my own bedroom was right in the middle.
I could have stood in the corridor like a maniac.
I could have pretended that I was waiting to get into the bathroom myself.
It would have been too much on the nose though.
I was not that much of a creep!
That being said... Effectively going to my bedroom, opening my laptop, working on my bed and omitting to shut my own door... That was very plausible, nobody would bat an eye on that.
I heard the shower drain as I got into my bed, I sat down cross-legged, my laptop in front of me.
Unable to decide whether I really wanted to do this or not, I closed the door but left a sufficient crack.
Just enough so it looked natural and not like a poorly-designed plan to glance at my host's cock.
I did not do any work, obviously.
Joshua was way too close to me and way too naked for me to think about anything else.
It lasted for a while.
The shower stopped but he did not come out right away.
Maybe he was brushing his teeth?
Maybe he was jerking off?
Shit, the boner in my pants was not concealable anymore. I was rock-hard.
It is amazing how the crack of a fucking door could turn me on! What the hell was wrong with me?
I was glancing at it like a gap leading to my filthiest desires.
And now, I had made my mind.
I was sure that Josh was beating his meat in there.
I could not possibly hear anything but I imagined hearing the sounds of frictions between his hand and his wet cock.
I was rubbing my own crotch.
Thank Goodness, I had the sound mind not to take my pants off. I had not totally lost my shit. Not yet.
Had he nutted in his hands?
Against his shredded abs?
Against a wall?
Could you imagine if I were to catch some fresh cum dripping against the sink or the shower glass?
I was picturing me licking his seed when I gasped. I heard the door opening at the end of the hallway.
My heart was beating so fast in my chest.
I heard his footsteps.
He was still barefoot, that was for sure.
And then, he passed by.
I was such an idiot that I did not even dare to really look. I barely glanced as he walked by my room quickly.
I saw his hairy thighs, his back, a bit of his ass...
Yes!
He was naked, indeed!
He walked from the bathroom to his room in his birthday suit!
Victory!
I almost threw my fist in the air when I realized how ridiculous I was being.
Victory!?
For fucking what, Justin?
Catching a glimpse of an inch of a bare ass?!
I heard the door of his room closing.
Joshua had not stopped at my bedroom despite having the light on.
And what if he had knocked or entered? He would have seen me, all flustered and hard...
Again, that was absurd.
I collected myself, took some deep breaths and I went to the bathroom myself.
Aside from a wet towel on a warmer and some mist on the mirror, there was no sign of his passage.
No cum, no dirty clothes, not even a hair.
Maybe he had stayed there a while after his shower to clean up for me.
Fuck, he was thoughtful when I was a weirdo!
That was fine though. I took a cold shower and it calmed me down naturally.
It was only the excitement of the first night.
Besides, I had drunk a little.
The great news of the day was that Joshua and I were getting along just fine and he seemed genuinely happy to have someone living with him.
It was probably the beginning of a nice friendship.
And in any case, even if things were to get weird, it would be only temporary.
[To be continued]
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