The Secret Ring
When I cam back from my European spring break all I wanted to do was hit the sac and get some rest. It’s funny how after a vacation you always feel like you need another. Anyway I walked into my apartment turned left to head to my room and was greeted by the glorious sight of a naked Mike. He was facing me but looking backward at his reflection in our full length mirror. He was admiring his newly inked Tattoo that I would later find out that he got it just moments before I got in.
He looked amazing standing there. His dick was just hanging freely between his sculpted thighs and his balls would swing from side to side every time he tried to get a better view of his back. He looked so hot with one leg still in his jeans and his hands holding it up to his thigh. I licked my lips and remembered the scene of Mike in our locker room where our massage therapist pumped his dick while plugging Mike’s most famous ass. Seeing him there, looking backwards checking out his tattoos gave me so much time to check him out but I soon decided that I had to make my presence known before he did.
“Um should I come back at another time?” I laughed
“Oh! Hey Buddy!” He said in his cute Dutch accent. He made no attempt to cover himself. Why should he I had now seem him naked many times but it was still weird for me how comfortable he was with being nude.
“I just got a new Tattoo check it out man.” He turned around and I was greeted to the most gorgeous sight I had ever seen. He had gotten a series of intricately designed black Discs along his spinal column just like that Model Parker Hurley. They were beautiful. They started just under his hair-line and then just kept going till they got to the crack of his beautiful ass. Thirteen in all. I lingered for a bit at the thirteenth one that just lay on the precipice of his ass. God he had a beautiful, muscular, bubble butt.
“Wow those are incredible man. What’s the significance of the thirteen discs?” Mike instantly started to laugh after I asked my question. A slight, sly slash innocently, playful yet bashful look came across his face.
“Well it’s actually 14”
“What? I only counted 13” Mike turned around again, spread his legs pulled his cheeks apart then bent over. There between his firm begs was the 14th disk but this one wasn’t really a disc but more a ring. It was a ring, right around his asshole. My dick started to pulse at the sight of his hole and to make matters worse Mike started to tense and relax his sphincter while gyrating his hips in an effort to gross me out, little did he know he was actually turning me on even more.
“Stop that man that’s disgusting,” I faked. Mike started to laugh.
“I was only going to get 12 but then my tattoo artist said it looked unbalanced and that I should get the lower two. At first I said just one but hey I like the fact that I have a secret between my checks.” He started to laugh and I joined him but the fact that I now knew about his “secret ring” was troublesome. I was going to think about it all the time and my lust for Mike might start to become uncontrollable. As I started to pack my stuff away all I kept thinking was “Oh God how am I going to live with this secret.”
“Hey Jake, can you do me a huge favor?”
“What?”
“I have to keep rubbing this oil on my tattoos but because they’re on my back I can’t reach them. Can you do it for me?”
I froze instantly at the request. I swallowed hard, real hard. I looked back at him, still naked and still checking himself out in the mirror but reaching a bottle of a gel like substance out to me as if I had already consented to do it. I looked at the bottle, I looked at his dick, I looked at his body and said.
To be continued...
Part 2 next.
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When I cam back from my European spring break all I wanted to do was hit the sac and get some rest. It’s funny how after a vacation you always feel like you need another. Anyway I walked into my apartment turned left to head to my room and was greeted by the glorious sight of a naked Mike. He was facing me but looking backward at his reflection in our full length mirror. He was admiring his newly inked Tattoo that I would later find out that he got it just moments before I got in.
He looked amazing standing there. His dick was just hanging freely between his sculpted thighs and his balls would swing from side to side every time he tried to get a better view of his back. He looked so hot with one leg still in his jeans and his hands holding it up to his thigh. I licked my lips and remembered the scene of Mike in our locker room where our massage therapist pumped his dick while plugging Mike’s most famous ass. Seeing him there, looking backwards checking out his tattoos gave me so much time to check him out but I soon decided that I had to make my presence known before he did.
“Um should I come back at another time?” I laughed
“Oh! Hey Buddy!” He said in his cute Dutch accent. He made no attempt to cover himself. Why should he I had now seem him naked many times but it was still weird for me how comfortable he was with being nude.
“I just got a new Tattoo check it out man.” He turned around and I was greeted to the most gorgeous sight I had ever seen. He had gotten a series of intricately designed black Discs along his spinal column just like that Model Parker Hurley. They were beautiful. They started just under his hair-line and then just kept going till they got to the crack of his beautiful ass. Thirteen in all. I lingered for a bit at the thirteenth one that just lay on the precipice of his ass. God he had a beautiful, muscular, bubble butt.
“Wow those are incredible man. What’s the significance of the thirteen discs?” Mike instantly started to laugh after I asked my question. A slight, sly slash innocently, playful yet bashful look came across his face.
“Well it’s actually 14”
“What? I only counted 13” Mike turned around again, spread his legs pulled his cheeks apart then bent over. There between his firm begs was the 14th disk but this one wasn’t really a disc but more a ring. It was a ring, right around his asshole. My dick started to pulse at the sight of his hole and to make matters worse Mike started to tense and relax his sphincter while gyrating his hips in an effort to gross me out, little did he know he was actually turning me on even more.
“Stop that man that’s disgusting,” I faked. Mike started to laugh.
“I was only going to get 12 but then my tattoo artist said it looked unbalanced and that I should get the lower two. At first I said just one but hey I like the fact that I have a secret between my checks.” He started to laugh and I joined him but the fact that I now knew about his “secret ring” was troublesome. I was going to think about it all the time and my lust for Mike might start to become uncontrollable. As I started to pack my stuff away all I kept thinking was “Oh God how am I going to live with this secret.”
“Hey Jake, can you do me a huge favor?”
“What?”
“I have to keep rubbing this oil on my tattoos but because they’re on my back I can’t reach them. Can you do it for me?”
I froze instantly at the request. I swallowed hard, real hard. I looked back at him, still naked and still checking himself out in the mirror but reaching a bottle of a gel like substance out to me as if I had already consented to do it. I looked at the bottle, I looked at his dick, I looked at his body and said.
To be continued...
Part 2 next.
ZODIAC00000
For more Zodiac00000 and the My roommates series
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