Only Temporary

[thehottestmenxx]

Justin is offered a temporary consultant mission to help a large marketing firm lower its environmental impact. It is meant to be a couple of months (bullshit) job and he has no expectation over it... Until Joshua, a former college classmate, suggests he moves into his suburban house for the time of the mission.

ONLY TEMPORARY

Chapter 1: White Shirt (Part 1)

I met Joshua Dawson in college but we were not really part of the same circles.

We were friendly but we were not friends.

He was spending most of his time with his teammates and hanging around with the popular jocks, while I was better off with the girls and the gays from the drama club.

Still, I had always thought of Josh as one of the decent guys.

I never caught him saying a gay slur and he was pretty faithful to his girlfriend at the time.

When all his mates were fucking around, Josh was staying on his lane.

I am certain that it was not for lack of demands since he was one of the hottest guys on campus.

In all fairness, his good looks were the main reason why I remembered him so well about ten years later.

I had followed what he had become from afar, we had seen each other once or twice in the years following our graduation, but by 2025, I had lost track of where he was.

That was until I had a video call with Sabrina Barthel.

She was the head of internal communications at one of the largest marketing firms in the country, - which is to say, she was in charge of marketing the marketing firm -, and she had reached out to me following my work at another, yet smaller, agency.

I was a freelance consultant helping companies reduce their environmental impact.

Basically, I would spend a few months in their offices advising them and designing tools and processes so they could limit the carbon footprint of their daily operations.

I initially decided to follow this path because I really care about the cause, but I have to say that over the years, I realized that most of the time, companies wanted to "show" their clients that they were green, rather than make substantive changes.

Hence, why I was not surprised that the person in charge of the reputation of the firm was the one contacting me.

Fairly quickly in the interview, I understood that Sabrina Barthel had no interest in the environment whatsoever but she was very into having my name alongside a list of "every action taken by YourVeryBestMarketing (YVBM) towards sustainability" attached to their website.

I was not thrilled by another bullshit mission on the other side of the country so I quoted fees which were well above my usual rates.

Generally, my missions involved temporary relocation for the time necessary to complete the job, which further justified my unwillingness to accept any random project coming my way.

Surprisingly, though, Sabrina Barthel was keen to agree to my proposal right away.

Her only condition was that I would accept a role limited to recommendations and that I should focus solely on "reasonable actions without any significant impact on the company's budget, processes, profitability, cost-effectiveness..."

In short, I had to accept that I would have no real power of action and be paid a fortune to do nothing.

"Given your rates, we're thinking a couple months mission should be feasible for us." She spoke.

Why two months? Why not just one or a full year? I had not even properly assessed the situation and what I would need to do to help them.

I replied that I would have to think about it and thankfully, Sabrina was in no hurry.

She had done what the C.E.O. had asked of her for now, meaning taking the first step in making the company look greener.

I was currently living in Nashville, Tennessee, and the job was in Denver, Colorado.

Being perpetually single - yes, even at 33, I had only had a few short-lived relationships - I had nothing to keep me there.

That being said, Denver would not have been my first choice to move.

I was honestly about to turn down the tempting offer for something more meaningful and closer to home when I stumbled across an interesting piece of information on the company's website.

Or rather, an interesting face!

There he was, head of legal of this nearly 500 employees' company, Joshua Dawson and his gorgeous green eyes!

I had not seen him in years and I was glad to note that he had matured just like fine wine.

It is so sad when men reach their peaks in college.

Josh was a stunner back then, but he was even sexier now, with the neatly trimmed beard he was sporting, the trendy glasses, and the intentionally messy dark hair.

He simply looked smart and well put together.

Even with his shirt on, you could tell that he had not lost any of his ripped footballer body.

I remembered Josh as being tall, and he certainly still was, but the broad shoulders were even broader, the biceps looked even better, and the pecs seemed ready to burst out of that formal white shirt.

Okay, maybe this was my vivid imagination talking on that one...

Just seeing the official company portrait gave me an instant boner.

They sure knew how to market their staff at the YVBM!

Joshua was the general counsel but he looked like a proper advertising model.

I would have bought anything the man was selling.

I think my pressing hard-on was mostly due to the memory that the picture brought back to me.

Once, at a frat party where I had somehow been invited to, I had found myself in the middle of a beer pong challenge.

Or rather, a strip beer pong challenge, involving half of the football team.

Back then, Josh had deliciously lost the game and shamelessly stripped entirely nude in front of his teammates and dozens of other students.

He wandered around the crowded room, grabbing his cock and balls to hide his junks, but those seemed way too large and meaty to be concealed that way.

We all got a tempting sneak peek.

The naked parade had lasted less than a minute but it had left me with a striking memory and countless hours of masturbation material.

My sexual experience was fairly limited back then which made this moment even more important to me.

If I had any doubt before, I was definitely and one hundred percent gay.

I was still kicking myself for not taking a closer look and pretending to be appalled by the sight like the rest of my class.

I had barely caught his hairy, peachy butt disappearing behind a towel that one of his teammates, probably jealous of the attention Josh was getting, had handed him.

Luckily, I had seen his furry chest on several different occasions, as the football team was known to celebrate their wins shirtless after the games, which was better than nothing.

In all honesty, the shirtless jocks were the only reason I had ever been interested in the sport.

Damn... I wondered if his chest had gotten even furrier now.

He did seem hairy on the website's photograph.

I searched for Joshua Dawson on the Internet and realized that I was already following him on Instagram but since he was rarely ever posting, he had disappeared from my algorithm.

Unfortunately, there was no shirtless photo in his feed, and his bio mentioned the name of a girl with a ring emoji.

"Jennifer Dawson."

Lucky bitch!

I clicked on her profile and she looked as beautiful as I could have imagined. She was a blondie, an interior designer.

Let's be real, married or not, I would have had zero chance with Josh so I had no reason to be jealous of that woman.

Anyway, I did contact Josh to tell him about the potential mission for the company he worked for.

"Hey, Josh! It's been a while! I hope you're doing well since college. Congratulations on your wedding! I'm reaching out to you because I've been contacted by someone at your company (Sabrina Barthel) to provide consultant services for a few months. I'm currently in Nashville and I was wondering if I should take the job. Could we have a chat about it? Either way, I wish you the best and I see that you're doing also very well career wise. Congrats!"

I had a little time to make my decision about the job offer so I sent the message and I did not worry too much about it.

I went on with my life which meant scrolling on GrindR looking for hook-ups in Nashville before giving up and falling asleep in front of the Real Housewives of whatever city they were in.

Pathetic? Not really.

I did not have a boyfriend and I was travelling too much to build a solid group of friends but I was in a good place mentally.

I had a better relationship with my parents who I was visiting in Ohio a couple times a year and, more importantly, I was free.

When so many of my childhood friends were stuck in loveless marriages and boring jobs, half of them already divorcing, I was accepting the missions I wanted and bothering myself with a man only when I wanted to.

Sure, the clock was ticking a bit and I did not want to remain single when I would approach 40, but for now, I figured that I had a few more years to enjoy my bachelor lifestyle.

I moved on with my life until about a week later, I had completely forgotten about my DM to Joshua.

I was at the gym when I got the notification that he had replied.

I was still not very much into sports but I was going to the gym to stay relatively fit.

I had to, the world of gay dating is ruthless!

I took a break between my sets and I checked my DMs.

"Dang! Sorry for being so late replying to you, Justin. I don't use Insta that much. My bad! And for sure, I'd be happy to chat with you about the company and more generally, to catch up. Call me whenever!"

Joshua then added his contact details.

For some reason, my heartbeat accelerated as I read these lines.

Since I had not been called back by Sabrina Barthel and I was not that interested in the offer myself, I had almost totally eluded the opportunity and I was focusing on another proposal I had received in the meantime.

But this changed everything.

Or at the very least, I had to contact Josh to know more.

I almost played the game of not replying right away but then, I remembered that I was not flirting with him and that I had already made the YVBM company wait for too long.

"Hi! I'm at the gym. Can I call you in like 20 minutes? Would that work for you? Thanks!"

He agreed and I was very much distracted for the rest of my session.

It was probably silly but since Josh used to be a superstar in college and he seemed like such an accomplished man now, I felt a bit intimidated.

What would he think about my life?

Would he even remember me?

We had spent four years more or less in the same class, we had always gotten along, but as I mentioned, I would not have called us "friends".

Well, I guess he did at least somewhat remember me since he had replied to my message.

I showered quickly while I usually liked to wander around the locker-rooms. It was the only gay gym in Nashville and I had had some luck a few times with other members.

It had been a while though.

Last time I had sucked a guy in the restrooms was about three months prior. The dude's body was very fit but his dick was fairly disappointing.

Big muscles, small dick. Typical case of overcompensation.

I texted Joshua once I was back in the car.

[Chapter 1 continues below]

 

[thehottestmenxx]

Chapter 1: White Shirt (Part 2)

"Hey, ready when you are!"

He called me back almost instantly, except that he did not only call, he was face-timing me.

Shit.

I was just getting out of the shower; my curly hair was a mess. I was wearing a washed-out sweater.

Once again, who cared?

Why did I want to look good for that guy?

I picked up the phone and here he was, Joshua Dawson and his killer smile.

He was calling me from his office, a large bay-window behind him.

The picture on the website was not false-advertising, the head of legal was a ten out of ten look-wise!

The green eyes were still there, as beautiful as ever, and just like I had assumed, he looked even better than he did in his early twenties.

To put it simply, he was a real grown-ass man now.

"Justin! How nice to see you after all this time! How many years it's been? Ten?!"

"Yes, I think so, about ten years. I guess the last time we saw each other was for the one-year post graduation reunion."

"Oh yes, I remember, it was a fun time! Well, you haven't changed!"

He told me with a cocky smile.

"You have!" I replied.

"Do I look that much older? I've just turned 34! I thought I still had time before my slow and inevitable decay."

He chuckled.

Had I been rude?

"It's not what I meant. You have this big ass job now, and you're married, and I suppose, yeah, you do look a bit older but that's not necessarily a bad thing. Not at all!"

"Dude, I'm trying to keep in shape but it's not that easy to find the time. Let me tell you one thing, this job is time consuming. You were at the gym?"

"I was but I don't think I work-out nearly as you do."

"What makes you say that?"

Oops. That was awkward.

I had just made it obvious that I was checking him out.

To be fair, he was wearing another tight white shirt and his nipples were slightly poking through the fabric.

It was hard not to look!

"I... I can tell that you... I mean, I remember you were so fit in college and... Clearly, this... This hasn't changed."

The way I had stammered to say this was the worst.

Was I back to being my 19 years old awkward and nerdy self? I thought I had evolved since then.

"Wait 'till bulking season starts and you'll see how I grow these big guns much larger!"

As a joke, he pointed the camera of his phone towards his biceps and he flexed.

Even through the tight shirt, it was quite a show.

What a tease!

"Well, maybe I'll see that in person."

Once again, that sounded odd, as if I wanted him to offer me a flexing show, live.

"Yeah, so, you're considering taking a job at the YVBM? What is it that you do exactly?"

I got more collected and professional as I explained my work, my vision, and my experience.

I had done a full 180 from working in technology and analytics to focus on environmental issues until I had become a freelance.

This was something I was quite proud since after four years, I was finally making some good money and, as I said before, I was able to choose my clients which was a privilege in itself.

Of course, this was mainly permitted by the fact that I was single and able to travel around the country easily.

Something that I explained to Josh as well so that he would not have to ask the dreaded question about my relationship status.

"To be perfectly transparent with you, it didn't seem like the woman I talked to really cared about the environment. The company has accepted a good rate and, in that respect, that would be a good opportunity but I already know that I won't be able to make any real change."

"You may have a point here. Sabrina's already asked me to give her guidelines on how far she could go in terms of communicating about our so-called "green initiative" and, to put it nicely, embellish our efforts without saying anything which would be considered as lying to our clients and therefore be against the law."

"No surprise here... It's not the first time I'm working with similar companies who want me there for a couple of months, implement easy and mostly inefficient processes, and then brag about it and try to put a green label on their products."

"I work in legal; I've seen much worse than that."

"I bet... Anyway, that's why I've been a bit reluctant to accept the offer."

"Look, if you want to, we could team up. I could slightly exaggerate the risks we would be taking if we were not effectively implementing the changes we advertise."

"So then, you'd be the one lying."

"Not, the risks are there. I would just happen to write them in red and bold in my report."

"That's such a lawyer's trick."

He laughed.

He was very handsome when he did, which is a very rare quality. Most people look hideous when they laugh, not Josh though.

I bet that his charms had gotten him out of so many situations.

Beauty privilege is a real thing.

"That would be for a good cause though, saving the planet." He spoke.

"That's right. I mean, knowing that you work there, I guess it gives me an additional reason to take on the mission."

"Honestly, Denver is great and there're many good people at the company. I work a ton but I like it here. If the money is good, you should definitely give this a try."

I thought about it.

"After all, it would only be a couple of months and with the money I'd make, I'll then have more time to figure some other ways to actually help the fight against global warming."

"See! It's a win-win."

"Okay, you've got me convinced. If the offer still stands, I'll tell Sabrina that I take it. I'll just have to find a place to rent for the next few weeks."

"That should be more of an issue because the real estate market is..." Joshua interrupted himself. "Wait! I have some room at home!"

That was definitely out of the blue.

"What are you talking about?"

"Sorry, I... Maybe I'm thinking crazy here but, it happens that Jen, my wife, just left to go stay at her sister's place in Salt Lake City for a little while."

"Really? What is she doing there? I mean, if it's not too personal of course. Maybe I shouldn't have asked."

I saw in his green eyes that, for the first time during that call, Josh was uncomfortable.

"No, that's fine. It's just... Her sister is going through a divorce and it's not going very well. She needed Jen's support to help her with the kids."

"Oh, I see."

"It had been in discussion for a while and about a week ago, we decided it was the right thing for Jennifer to be there, at least for a month, maybe a little more."

"I get it. Well, that's too bad for your family in law. I'm sorry to hear that."

"It's a whole thing only because Jen's family is really Christian so a divorce is a disaster to them."

"You're a Christian too, right?"

"My parents are. I go to Church on Sundays when my wife insists."

"Yeah, I think I go to church only for funerals."

"But anyway, it means that I've been feeling very much alone in a house too big for myself in the past week so, if you need a place to crash, I'd be happy to welcome you. We have a guest bedroom."

Immediately, dirty thoughts crept into my mind.

Dozens of images of Joshua in his own home, getting out of the shower a towel wrapped around his waist, lounging in the couch in his underwear, stroking his cock in the intimacy of his bed...

All reasons not to accept his offer.

This would not be very appropriate to go live at a married man's place when I was thirsting so much over him.

"Sure! I'm down!" I exclaimed.

Sometimes, I am not very good with listening to my reason. You will get much more of that if you keep reading this tale.

"Awesome! Well, that was a fruitful phone call! Much more fruitful than most of the time I spent with those damn lawyers." Joshua joked.

"You're sure though? I don't want to impose myself. Maybe you should talk to your wife first?"

"Why would she care? I'm sure she'll be happy that I'm not by myself. I mean, I'll be way less likely to cheat on her if I have a buddy in the house."

"So basically, I'll be your cock blocker?"

"Sort of... Hey, not that I would have cheated on her anyway!"

"I know. I was just kidding."

"Then, it's a yes?"

"It is a yes! And don't worry, it'll be only temporary. I'm sure I'll find a place to rent quickly but it'll be nice not to rush this, especially while I'm in another state."

"You can stay for as long as you need!"

"First, I have to call your head of internal communication. If it works out, you can prepare the guest bedroom!"

Josh winked at me.

"I'm sure it'll work out. I can't wait!"

An hour later, I called Sabrina Barthel and then Joshua again and everything was set.

I would be moving the following week.

Once there, I told myself that I could control my libido. I was not a horned-up dog... Right?

[To be continued]
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[michaelnola]

Awesome beginning to a story I am sure is going to be awesome. Like these new characters already. Thanks for the new adventure.

 

[georgehotfound]

Hot!

 

[Lost32]

Already excited

 

[laptoper]

Great to see a new story from one of the best.

 

[thehottestmenxx]

Great to see a new story from one of the best.

Thanks man!

 

[JSF777]

This story started much slower than the others, let's see how it goes. I will trust the process LOL

 

[thehottestmenxx]

This story started much slower than the others, let's see how it goes. I will trust the process LOL

You're right trusting the process.

 

[Jesh]

Nice beginning

 

[sirsnap]

once again the beginning of another I'm sure what will be terrific, sexy, and hot story from the absolute best author, much thanks

 

[thehottestmenxx]

once again the beginning of another I'm sure what will be terrific, sexy, and hot story from the absolute best author, much thanks

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[perrito78]

Arrancando motores !!

 

[Jziggs83]

I love a slow burn! And love the unknown! Would @thehottestmenxx make a story about cheating? Is it really the SIL getting divorced? Can't wait to find out!

 

[MarcoWK]

I love a slow burn! And love the unknown! Would @thehottestmenxx make a story about cheating? Is it really the SIL getting divorced? Can't wait to find out!

Yes. Or any story about teacher/student, doctor/patient or anything like that

Keep up the good work, Thomas!

 

[thehottestmenxx]

Next chapter coming up tomorrow!

 

[thehottestmenxx]

ONLY TEMPORARY

Chapter 2: Tight Jeans (Part 1)

I rationalized my decision during the short plane ride.

The arrangement was only for two months.

What would a couple of months in Colorado really change in my life?

Sure, it was a little odd to move in with an old classmate from college I had not talked to in years, but it would get awkward only if I made it awkward.

In the end, it was simply a matter of timing and opportunity.

Josh had a spare room, his wife was out of town, I needed a place to stay. Easy solution!

No need to overthink this.

What was the other option anyway? Turn down the job and the free room just because the man offering it to me was too hot?

Come on, that would be unreasonable!

What could possibly go wrong? Joshua and I were both responsible adults.

I arrived in Denver on Saturday afternoon while my mission was supposed to begin the following Monday.

I thought it would be nice to get a feel for the city before I started working and Joshua had encouraged me to come a bit earlier since he was very busy during the week.

As general counsel, he often worked after hours.

I took a cab to his house in the suburbs, and as soon as I arrived in his neighborhood, I realized how different our lives were.

Joshua and his wife had bought a house that would one day accommodate a family, right on the outskirts of town.

Close enough to commute to work, but far enough from the city to be quiet and child-friendly.

When I thought about it, it was surprising that Josh was not a father already.

It was the logical next step; he had been married for a few years.

I made a mental note not to mention this potentially touchy subject. It was none of my business.

Given his professional situation, I expected Josh to be somewhat wealthy, and I was not disappointed.

The luxurious brick house with the perfectly mown lawn and the Range Rover parked in front of the lot were saying it all.

Of course, there was a pool in the backyard.

We were in early June so the weather was very nice but the pool was heated anyway.

It was the first thing Joshua explained when giving me a tour of his home.

He had ditched the white shirt he wore at work for a tank top, and he was wearing a pair of blue tight jeans.

I was glad for both, the hairy armpits and the enhanced butt. That ass had definitely grown since college!

The exposed biceps were also nice to look at.

"See, I got plenty of room for the both of us."

"Honestly, Josh, your house is amazing, I've only lived in tiny apartments so far. It's beautiful too."

"When you marry an interior designer, you get some perks when it comes to decorating your own home."

And indeed, if the exterior screamed money and luxury, the interior was so elegantly designed that I felt like I was walking into an Architectural Digest cover come to life.

Dark brown woodwork (doors, stairs, fireplace) contrasted with gold and white accents on the walls and ceiling.

The rooms were spacious, filled with plants, paintings, and small but well-thought decorative details.

Despite the clutter, it never felt too busy or stuffy.

Everything seemed to belong exactly where they were.

I was intimidated, as if I could not touch anything for fear of ruining the perfect scenery.

"The first floor is where we live and work, I have an office behind the kitchen. The second floor has two bedrooms and a large bathroom. Honestly, it's my favorite part of the house."

Indeed, the bathroom was spacious and inviting.

The Dawsons could not decide between the tub and the shower.

Consequently, they had both: an oversized shower with two showerheads and a wide stone-resin bathtub in a modern oval shape.

"Dude, YVBM is paying well!" I joked as we walked around.

Joshua smiled at me but he did not comment.

I hoped I had not been insensitive or gawky.

"Let me show you your room."

He opened the wooden door in the middle of the hallway.

Like the other rooms in the house, the guest room was spacious and instantly welcoming.

It smelt like clean products which showed that Joshua had just gotten it ready, probably in the morning.

"That's perfect, dude."

"I'm sorry about the gym equipment hanging there, but you have a nice view of the backyard and of the pool."

There were a stationary exercise bike and some weights on the floor.

"You're sorry? Josh! Are you kidding? It's like a five-star hotel. I don't have the words."

"Don't sweat it, man."

"No, really, I don't know how I can thank you. You're sure you don't want me to pay a rent?"

He laughed.

"Bro. Don't insult me! I'd never make you pay anything. I wouldn't do that to one of my buddies!"

I was incidentally learning that he was considering me as such.

I was glad.

"I mean, if I don't find a place quickly, I should definitely give you some..."

He cut me off.

"Honestly, as long as Jennifer isn't here, I'm happy to have you around. I've told you; I'm bored as fuck and I'm not used to be at home by myself."

"Okay. Just remember that you can always change your mind and I'll pack my things. No question asked."

"Got it. I'll kick you out as soon as you'll get on my nerves."

I smiled.

"I do really appreciate this. It makes my life so much easier. And it's cool that we get a chance to hang out after all these years."

He patted my back.

"And I'm glad that you're gonna help YVBM fight climate change."

"Sure. I bet I'll have a tremendous impact."

I tried not to roll my eyes too hard.

"Hey, it's one step at a time. No action is too small."

"I suppose..."

Joshua was very good to me.

After the tour of the house, he helped me carry my luggage upstairs, - three suitcases -, and made sure that I felt right at home.

"Anything in the fridge, you can consider yours. You'll do your own groceries and I'll do mine but we can share. Just like normal roommates."

"I'm the opposite of you. I haven't lived with anyone for years... It's a little sad when I think about it, sharing a place's gonna be an adjustment."

"A good adjustment?"

"Yes, sure! I'm simply not used to it anymore."

"You've never met the right person?" He asked.

A concern started to grow inside of me.

What if Joshua had forgotten an important detail about me? What if he had thought he was inviting a straight bro around?

"No, but you... You remember that I'm gay, right?"

"So, this hasn't changed?" He asked.

I did not know whether he was serious.

"If you're still straight, I'm still gay!"

He chuckled and showed me his beautiful teeth again.

"Fair enough. Let me reformulate, you've never met the right guy?"

"To be fair, it's tough for me to settle. I love my independence and freedom too much."

"I get that. It's like I've been reminded how it is to live on my own. It's overwhelming but I can see how one can get used to that."

"How long have you been with Jennifer?"

We had gone back downstairs and I was looking at a wedding picture in their living room.

They truly looked stunning.

Jennifer was wearing a classic ball-gown white wedding dress but I was barely seeing her.

Joshua was simply phenomenal in his three-piece burgundy suit. Classy, handsome, looking happy as ever.

"Six... No wait, it's gonna be our seventh year together and we've been married for four years."

"Wow. Congratulations!"

"Yes. Seven years! It's known to be a milestone."

"Really?"

"Have you ever heard of the seven-year itch?"

"I'm not really knowledgeable in straight relationships or marriages. Enlighten me!"

"It's a silly stereotype. Apparently, a lot of marriages end after seven years, generally because of infidelity."

"Oh, this kind of itch... I see."

"The bright side is that if we survive this year, we'll be good to go for another twenty!"

"It's all I wish for you!"

We opened a couple of beers and cheered to that.

The rest of the afternoon was spent reminiscing on our college days, talking about what our classmates were up to, - mainly, who was sleeping with who -, and catching up on our lives.

Funny thing was, I do not think we had ever talked that much back in college. It was probably our longest conversation ever.

The day went like a breeze and we ordered pizza for a late dinner.

Obviously, Joshua was my guest. It was the least that I could do.

After dinner, he sat on the couch (or rather, collapsed on it) and he patted his own stomach.

"Thank God, bulk season is starting. I've been eating veggies and chickens for weeks."

"Your arms are really impressive."

I tried to be as neutral as possible while saying that. I sat on an armchair next to him.

Josh did not seem to notice anything odd in my comment.

"Thanks. It's not only about my shape, running and working out frankly keep me sane."

He mindlessly took his socks off before putting his large feet on the coffee table.

I tried not to stare too obviously.

"Work is stressful?"

"It can be. It does pay for this though." He looked around to prove his point. "And you'll see, we have a great team of people."

"I hope I'll be useful. I know my mission is mostly bullshit for communication purpose but as you said earlier, if I can help even make slight changes, maybe it'll be worth it."

At this point, I sort of lost track of the conversation since Joshua yawned and stretched his arms in the air.

The vision (and the aroma) of his hairy armpits were quite literally breath-taking.

[Chapter 2 continues below]

 

[thehottestmenxx]

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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[sirsnap]

OMG another story from "the Great One" When I read your stories, I am transported. So well written, I feel like i am right there with you. They are workout for the senses....all 5. I can see the action, I can hear the ambience, I can smell the aromas, I can taste the sweat, I touch myself and imagine.

They are hot, sexy, and completely sensual. You take me through so many emotions. I can't thank you enough for sharing....

No blushing.....well maybe a little. You look good all blushed up......LOL

 

[perrito78]

Genial!! Paso a pasito vamos bien !!