MY ROOMMATE IS WAY TOO HOT
Chapter 3: Way too horny (part 2)
“No! I…”
He cut me off:
“I recognize the damn signs, buddy, the bitch was heated for my cock. At least, in her personal trainer’s fantasy… But turned out, she freaked out when it became too real.”
“What did you do?”
“Nothing, of course. I apologized for sliding my fingers inside her pants and I took my distance for the rest of the session. Can you believe it, though? She kept on teasing me for the rest of the hour, asking for more hands-on approach and all that shit. But like, aften being rejected, I could not lay a finger on her again.”
“Could it cause you problems at work?”
“Nah… Angelo knows the issue very well; he has tons of married women booking private sessions with him to test their limits. Besides, we have cameras everywhere, frankly, I’ve done less to her than she did to me when she lodged her ass cheeks right between my bone. I’m good.”
“Damn, she was that wild?”
“And worse than that! She was getting wet through her leggings, the cunt! I cannot stand cock-teasers like her, but fucking hell, she was a hot babe! Shit, I’m getting all horned up again just thinking about her!”
He stood up and presented me with his current difficulty.
A massive rod was leaking underneath the white fabric of his spandex shorts. The thing was turning translucent and I could see up to his thick engorged veins.
It seemed like it was about to burst, the shorts were so fucking tight!
Talking about a tease… Did Samuel not realize he was doing to me the same thing that this girl had visibly done to him at the gym?
“Wow… She did get to you.” I muttered.
“She did… Made me freaking hot. I don’t know about you, but if I don’t cum at least four times a day, my brain cannot focus on anything else. I’ll have to take care of this or I won’t be able to think straight for the next few hours.”
A thick droplet of precum was staining his fabric even more.
Samuel looked simply delicious. Maybe I could help him with the problem at hand?
“Yeah, I know what you mean…” I replied, trying to remain collected.
“I think men are all wired this way, and let me tell you something, women know about it and they take advantage!”
His phone rang. He picked it up before I could say anything else.
I was staring at his bulge. His dick looked so fucking big. Like nine inches, a pornstar’s level member! And so thick too.
“Yo, Kurt? What’s up?”
He mindlessly stroked his shaft through his compression gym shorts while talking to his gym protegee.
“I’m pissed, dude… No, the apartment’s great, Oliver is super chill…”
I beamed with pride that he would simply refer to me as “chill”; I did not need much…
Samuel was talking as if I was not in the room, he was now pacing around the apartment.
“It’s cause of the bitch… Yeah, Trish… She was going after my dick so bad, so fucking bad, man… And she left me with blue balls!... Can’t believe it either…”
He slid his left hand in his shorts and sat on the couch… His balls must have been itching again, or maybe, he wanted to be more upfront with his stroking.
Had he completely forgotten that I was here?
He chuckled over the phone.
“Thanks for the advice, Kurt, but I could get a bad bitch blowing my fat cock faster than you could ever get a date with a desperate mama… You know I’ve got several ladies on retainer… I could get one, kneeling down, right between my legs, any minute.”
He spontaneously spread his legs, like he was picturing the blowjob actually happening.
Yes… He could have someone on his knees any minute.
I would volunteer!
“Sure… Pick me up in twenty minutes… Sweet, maybe we’ll have fun there… See ya, bro.”
He hung up the phone.
I pretended to go back to my TikTok scrolling so he would not think that I had been listening. Although, to be fair, he had not tried to be very discreet.
He got his hand out of his shorts; his fingers were wet… Shiny, too. The precum.
I swore I could smell him from where I was sitting. The same scent from the dirty boxer briefs.
“Hey, Kurt’s going to pick me in twenty minutes or so. We’re going to try a new climbing area out of town. You don’t mind him coming up to the apartment before we leave?”
“No… Of course, Kurt can come up.”
“Nice, I’ll go rub one out now or I’ll be too distracted. If Kurt gets here before I’m done, just tell him to wait for a few minutes.”
It took me a few seconds to process what he meant.
I did not mind my roommate’s friends coming over. Samuel had even asked if I was okay with it so this was fine, but I was not expecting that last request!
Was it something normal between roomies?
“Sure. Have fun!” I told him, hiding my surprise.
I was trying my best to appear as cool as he was. I do not think that I was truly succeeding.
Samuel winked at me and I melted.
“You bet; I’ll have fun!”
He went to his room; I saw him removing his shorts and he shut the door behind him. It did leave me with some fantastic few seconds where I saw the shadow of his huge slab of meat, hard and dripping.
At this point, I was even surprised he closed the door.
He did not make any effort to conceal what he was doing though.
A couple minutes later, I heard a girl screaming from his bedroom as if she was beaten to death, until I realized, it was just the sound of a rough porn blasting off where the girl was having the best orgasm of her damn life.
To be fair, Sam had already announced that he was about to jack off so why would he have bothered with trying to keep things silent?
As you can imagine, my own dick was very stiffed while I was listening to every bit of his wanking session.
I picked up Samuel’s sweaty top from the floor and inhaled his manly scent.
That was bad, I know, but this was also becoming an irresistible habit. If I were to become my roommate’s personal maid, I thought it was my right to take some benefits out of it.
Besides, the musky smell was very intoxicating, it was like a drug.
“Yes, baby girl, eat daddy’s ass!”
The porn from the room was getting downright explicit. Good to know that Samuel was into rimming scenes. We had this in common.
I decided that I could not, once more, jerk off over my roommate, and I tried to work on an illustration for an idea of comics that I had instead.
Coincidentally, the main character started to look a lot like Samuel and he was also getting his abnormally huge dick out of his pants. Shit. I was drawing porn now.
“DRIIIIIIIIIING.”
I jumped.
That was the intercom. I rushed towards it.
“Yes?”
“Yo, it’s Kurt! Can I come in?”
I had almost forgotten about him.
“Yes. Of course! Second floor, remember?”
I started panicking. What had Samuel said again? What was I supposed to do while he was stroking his meat?
I knocked at his bedroom door.
“Sam?”
“Yeah?”
For some reason, I took this as an invitation to come in. Or maybe I just could not help myself from coming in.
What I saw in there looked like a divine apparition.
Samuel was lying on his bed, his legs widely spread, his phone in his left hand, his huge leaking cock in the other, - yes, I could confirm, that thing was AT LEAST nine inches long!
He was stroking himself to some hardcore porn. From what I could see, a girl was getting two black cocks in the ass simultaneously.
“Sorry, I…” I blurted out.
“What is it?” He told me somewhat aggressively as he kept pumping his rod.
“Kurt’s here, he’s coming up.”
“Oh… Well… I’m almost done here… Can you make him wait… hmmm… for a couple of minutes?” He spat on his dick.
He had not stopped jerking off for a second.
I had to snap myself out of my daze to be able to talk again.
“Yeah… Sure… I… I’ll make him wait.”
“Okay, then.” He finally stopped touching his dick and looked at me, standing there. “What are you doing, man, are you gonna watch me cum or something?”
I took a step back and shut his door, shaking.
I thought he was pissed on the moment but later on, I wondered if that had not been a genuine invitation to watch.
I genuinely could not tell.
I took three deep breaths and welcomed Kurt in the apartment.
From one stud to another, I was now facing the young pup. He was practically wearing the same outfit as Samuel, only going for grey on the spandex compression shorts instead of full white.
Still, the boy’s physique was also very much on display.
He did look amazing. His pink and very slightly hairy nipples were fully out of his singlet and catching my attention.
“Hey, Oliver.” He fist-bumped me. “How is it going?”
“Great… How are you?”
“Pumped to go climbing! Wanna join us?”
“Oh… No… I… I’ve got things planned.”
I had not anything planned but climbing was certainly not my thing and above all, I was way too distraught already having Samuel at home, I could not spend my days with him outside on top of it.
“Maybe another time. Where’s Sam?”
“He’s in his room. I… I don’t think he’s ready yet.”
Kurt laughed.
“He does not want to show himself until he’s ready? Modesty… That doesn’t sound like him.”
“Well… He’s busy…”
At the exact same time, a particularly loud female orgasm could be heard from the other room.
“Ohhhh… He’s this kind of busy!” Kurtis howled through the door: “You’re a dog, mate!”
“He told me he was almost done…” I explained with a faint smile.
I was super uncomfortable but Kurt seemed to think this was very typical of his mentor and he did not seem bothered one bit.
“Don’t worry about it, I’m surprised he has not already painted the whole apartment white since yesterday. That man cannot keep his hands off his prick!”
He grabbed his own cock through his shorts.
Fuck… Kurt really wanted to emulate his favourite trainer.
“I’m starting to see that.” I commented, remaining neutral.
“Dude, you better get used to it. I cannot count how many times I caught Sam banging a chick in the public shower or stroking his meat in the locker-room!”
“Ah.”
This was supposed to be a “Ah” of surprise but it turned out to sound more like an excited moan. I must have blushed again.
“I hope you’re not the religious type or this living arrangement might be difficult to handle.” Kurt mentioned wisely.
“I’m not religious. I mean, I’m gay, religions hate me no matter what.”
“Ouch. I guess…”
Kurtis made a sad face.
The door of the bedroom opened and Samuel came out with another pair of compression shorts, light orange this time, and a drenched white tissue in his hand. He threw the precious cum rag in the kitchen’s trash.
“How’re you doing mate?” He hugged his bro.
Good Lord, there were bits of semen left on his fingers, I could see the cum! He truly was shameless.
“Great! Your roommate has been a great host while you were doing the nasty.” Kurt joked.
“Shut up, idiot. Are you ready to go?”
“I am… Are you?”
“Yeap.” Sam slapped Kurt head in a friendly manner. “Let’s bounce.”
He did not wash his hands or anything before leaving.
Samuel quickly grabbed one of his tee-shirts, - he did not even put it on -, slid in his favourite pair of sneakers, barefoot, and left the apartment with his bro.
I heard them both laughing and horsing around in the streets before they hopped in Kurt’s car.
Best Sunday morning ever! Right?
I guess Samuel and I were really not that different because I spent the rest of day edging myself and jerking off thinking about him.
I may not have stared at his cock for long but the image was printed in my mind forever.
Later in the evening, I had the confirmation that my roommate was a horned-up dog.
Not only did he come back with a black petite girl from his climbing trip, - “Hey, Oliver, I’ll be in my room!”, he had said walking by me with the chick hurrying up behind him -; not only did he fuck her senselessly for almost an hour long (the dude was a machine, and that girl had a lot of stamina!); but later the same night, once the ebony had left and as I was about to go to bed, I heard a second girl coming up!
Samuel was back for part two.
This time around, I did not even see the girl’s face. I did not have the chance; she was gone forty minutes later. Apparently, she had just come by for the hard-dicking.
From the screams she had made, it was worth the trip!
Maybe my roommate wanted to prove something to himself after his disappointing encounter at the gym in the morning?
From what I could hear, that second girl was taking Samuel’s dick in her ass for the first time.
I have to admit… A part of me was envious!
I quickly retold the events of the night to Franck during our lunch on Monday.
I did not bother mentioning some of the minor details, like how I had been sniffing Samuel’s dirty clothes at several occasions, or how I was edging myself constantly thinking about him.
I did say that he had fucked two girls in a row the previous evening and that seemed to impress my co-worker very much.
“Damn, he’s a beast! Although I’m not surprised that he’s highly demanded! He looks like fire!”
“I feel like my apartment is turning into a sex house.”
“Yeah, I can see how this could become an issue on the long term… Unless you take part in the fun as well!” Franck told me.
“Please, have you seen the miserable state of my sex life lately? In what fun would I be taking part in exactly?”
“Oh yes, I’ve seen your love life and it is, indeed, miserable. Oliver, stop thinking about getting dick, get some for real! If some old fart like me can get a banging on the regular, a sharp twink like you should never end his evenings alone. Maybe that roommate will be good for you, he can loosen you up!”
“I wish he would loosen me up…” I said provocatively.
Franck just smiled and bit into his sandwich.
[TO BE CONTINUED]
