Chapter 4: Suit & Tie (Part 2)
When I left about ten minutes later, Rafael made me promise not to repeat anything he had said to Joshua.
I think he was already regretting talking too much.
He told me that his biggest downfall was his big mouth. I thought his spontaneity was awesome.
I kept my promise though; I did not tell Joshua that he had such a reputation in the company, but honestly, I thought that he had a pretty good idea.
He must have known how sexy he was and the effect he had on people.
Since I went home first, - as I would always do -, I made sure to do some cleaning and have the dinner ready by the time Joshua would come home.
I made burgers since my housemate was in his bulking season.
He did look particularly hot in his suit & tie when I thought back about it.
Since he was still not coming home at 8, and I did not know what do with myself, I went to my room to bust a well-deserved nut.
I had not ejaculated once since I had been living there.
I know, pretty crazy!
The thing was that I did not feel entirely at home.
But after more than 72 hours without spanking the monkey, I had to release some tension.
Besides, I had been accumulating good jerking-off material since I had arrived.
I took off my shirt while climbing the stairs, my pants once I was in my room, and my boxer briefs when I lied down in my bed.
I stroked my cock with my socks on.
I could have used a porn but in this case, the memories would get me going much more.
As always, the souvenir of 20 years-old Josh walking around naked during the frat party first came to mind.
They were mixing with the fresher images of my housemate scratching his balls on the couch or sweating while coming back from a run.
I could barely remember his naked body walking in the corridor the first night though.
I hated myself for not daring a more straightforward look.
Still, it was enough to have me horny... and my dick rock-hard.
My balls were full and I was being stimulated a lot lately.
Not that Joshua was doing anything special, he was just sex on a stick, particularly when he was not trying.
People at work who were only seeing him in his suits or formal shirts were drooling over him... Imagine how I was feeling, living with the damn hunk!
I spat of my uncut dick and I jerked it harder with my right hand.
My left hand was busy playing around my asshole.
I did not finger myself but I rubbed my pucker.
At 33, I knew what I liked and how to pleasure myself.
Unfortunately, I had spent more time jerking off than having sex in my adult life...
I was getting damn close to cum.
I slowed down my pace to appreciate my upcoming orgasm. That would be a big one.
I felt good.
I shut my eyes and thought one last time about Joshua's hairy chest and tempting bulge.
My breathing intensified.
I was getting there and...
"Justin? I'm hoooooome!"
"Ah."
I heard the front door shutting downstairs.
Joshua was back.
FUCK!
Such a bad timing, I was so close, I already was leaking precum everywhere and my stomach was sticky.
Freaking out as if I had been caught by my own mother, I hurried around the room to grab my clothes and put them on.
I was acting like a fool.
What if my housemate understood I was jerking off? Who fucking cared?
We were both adults, we were both men, he certainly was beating his large slab of meat himself, especially when his wife was away.
Still, I wiped my stomach, I hastily put some of my clothes back on and I tried to act normal when I walked down the stairs.
I may have been a little red but whatever.
"Hi, Josh. I... I was working in my room."
I could already tell that the unsolicited justification only made it weirder.
"No problem. You do you, Justin."
I bet he knew what I was truly doing... Unless I was paranoid.
Definitely, this was a possibility.
"How was work?"
"Okay, I guess. We've been having issues with the same client for about a year. It's tedious. Bramman was a bit annoying... Oh nice, you cooked?"
"Of course. Least I can do."
He smiled.
"I could really get used to that. Coming home and just having to slide my feet under the table."
"Jennifer is not cooking?"
"Sometimes, she is... I mean, she's working a lot too."
He had already taken off his jacket but he was struggling with his gray tie.
"Are you okay with that thing?" I mocked him.
"Fucking hell... I... Could you give me a hand?"
"Uh... Sure. Of course."
I walked towards him and realized my hands were smeared with precum.
I prayed that he would not notice when I grabbed the knot of his tie.
"I hate wearing those things but I kinda have to when Bramman is attending the meetings."
I untied the knot.
My fingers were slightly trembling as I brushed against his neck.
I may have lingered a little bit too long, our eyes met and there was definitely a weird vibe in the air.
"I... I think you've got it from here." I mumbled.
Joshua seemed startled for a second.
He quickly came back to his senses though.
"Yeah, thanks. It's so hot too in this house."
"I didn't turn on the air conditioning. Sorry."
"That's fine, I get rid of these clothes as soon as I get back from work generally."
"I get it. I'm the same. I'm always in my underwear when I'm at the apartment."
He checked me out.
"Not today though... That being said, you seem to have taken some things off already. What have you been up to?"
He grinned.
In the hurry, I had not put my underwear back on and my shirt was very poorly tucked in my pants.
I looked like a mess.
I was mortified that he pointed it out.
"I..."
"You didn't have to get dressed again for my arrival. For the time being, it's your home too, you know."
"I... I just... It's not that."
He was unbuttoning his blue shirt, making it even more difficult for me to make any sense.
Why was I such a weak man?
"Okay, cool. Cause I don't intend to be too mindful of that myself. I've never been super modest..."
"You shouldn't be."
He took off the shirt entirely.
His muscular hairy chest was right there. Inches away from me. So close to my hand.
I could have touched it. Rubbed it. Licked it.
I could have sucked on his brown nipples for hours.
I could have made him feel good.
But he did not stop there.
Apparently, for Joshua, feeling comfortable in his own home also meant to take off his pants.
"For real, thanks for the burgers, man. You could have started eating though."
He unbuckled his belt.
He had style, the accessory was the same color as his tie and his shoes.
"I was not that hungry..."
Not for food anyway.
The belt was already hanging on an armchair, and Joshua kept going with his impromptu strip-tease.
"Well, I am!"
He pulled down his tight pants and a miracle happened... Part of his white briefs came down with the pants.
It was flimsy, but it definitely happened.
I saw his dark pubic hair and the base of his thick cock.
Just the base... But Good Lord, it was beautiful and enticing.
Joshua quickly re-adjusted his briefs, - his pubes were still visible though -, and he grabbed the clothes he had just taken off.
The man had once again rendered me speechless.
There was no doubt that I was flustered but Joshua continued to act casually.
"I'll just put these in the laundry basket."
He went into the laundry room.
I tried to calm down during that time.
I fixed my clothes and my erection in my pants.
I really should have worn underwear... My hard-on was way too obvious. I even wondered if there was not a stain on my crotch.
Fuck!
There definitely was one... Precum.
I was the worst kind of perverts.
"Hey, Justin." He called from the other side of the house.
"Yes?"
"Where do you put your dirty clothes, man? There are only mines in the basket."
"Oh, well, I've kept them in my room so far... I didn't want to bother you with it..."
"Dude, that's nonsense, we'll wash everything together."
"You're right."
He came back and smiled at me.
I was hiding my bulge behind the center island of the kitchen.
He was not just wearing regular boxer briefs, these were tighties whities. The sexiest kind.
Joshua Dawson truly looked spectacular.
Rafael would have passed out for sure.
I was very turned on by the flawless and barely nude body standing in front of me.
Okay, I may have not controlled my erection, but at the very least, I refrained from getting down on all fours and crawling towards his prominent bulge.
It was an achievement in itself!
The underwear fit him perfectly, tracing a line up his large thighs and just around his butt.
I caught this as he bent over to check the burgers in the oven.
"So, when are we having dinner? I've told you I'm starving!"
"Me too." I let go in a breath.
"Really? I thought you weren't hungry."
"That was earlier... Now, I definitely am."
[To be continued]
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