New Gym, New trainer - mm

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"Fuck, it's my roommate. Hurry."

By the time I finish that sentence he has already grabbed his jeans and rushed into my room, his cock bobbing violently as he makes giant quick and large strides. He makes it to the room and shuts a door just as the door starts opening and the roomate peers in.

I adjust myself a bit to hide whatever I can from the roomie. I maintain composure, though i blush a bit. He's seen me au natural before so wasn't terribly concerned. I had never seen him, though. He's shy but he's a solid guy - in every sense - physically and socially. I'd developed some feelings for him a while back but choked them down when it seemed just futile. I didn't want to ruin our seemingly perfect symbiotic relationship. I wasn't sure of things myself. Moving on...

The Roomate looks at me and then the closed door.

"Company?"

"Yeah, just got back from the gym. He needed to make a phone call so he's in my room."

"Weird" he said, shuffling his bag off his shoulder and plopping it next to the door.

"Yeah, I know" I blushed a bit but shrugged, unhappy with the bullshit I was spinning - it was just so bland - I could've done better.

He sat down next to me to watch some TV. I noticed he didn't sit on the exact opposite end of the couch, his usual move.

"Anything good on?"

"Eh, just flipping around."

"Cool"

It was one of those completely uneventful conversations. I don't think he realized how awkward things could've been had we not heard his keys giving us the warning. Maybe I didn't either? Maybe it would've been cool? Maybe he's cool with that stuff? I start thinking about how it could've played out. My tv watching zones out and I start to daydream a bit, forgetting about the tv, the roommate sitting next to me, and Jimmy the trainer stuck in my room.

I think about him catching me with my hands all over my trainer's cock standing in front of me and the deer in headlights look he would've received. I imagine him smiling a bit and lighting pawing at the front of his pants, standing in the doorway. So hot to think about.

"Dude" the roommate interrupts the train of thought.

I stammer non-verbally and look at him, a bit dazed. He looks at me and looks at my crotch and then at me again.

I had a pretty noticeable tent working - not straight out by any means, but there was definitely an angle in my shorts that only one thing could make. I throw a couch pillow over my junk.

"oh shit, sorry!!" I blush. "Was thinking about something"

He laughs. "Yeah, I'll bet. What's her name?"

"No idea. Just this hottie at the gym. Great body."

"Nice, man."

"Yeah," I pause. Waiting for my hardon to subside. "I better check on my buddy. He's a trainer at the gym. Nice guy."

He nods, uninterested.

I get up from the couch and tuck myself into the waistband. I take the opportunity of getting up to check my roomate out. He's wearing a t-shirt and board shorts. Too baggy and thick to make anything out really but I catch him adjust himself at the precise moment I glance. Strange. I should'n't read into that, though.

"Uh, isn't your buddy gonna see your junk?"

"Nah, it's ok. Got it tucked. It's not that big. I can hide it." I smirk, testing the waters.

"Doesn't look small, man." He tries to focus intently on the tv.

"Yeah" I try not to think more into it.

I get to the door and knock once before entering. I see Jimmy the trainer sitting on my bed, looking a bit nervous, his jeans back on. I close the door behind.

"I'm so sorry man. Don't worry. He doesn't suspect anything. I told him you were on the phone. It's all good."

He smiles, seemingly relieved. I approach him and stand in front of him.

"You ok?" I ask

"Yeah, just was worried. I don't do this kind of stuff normally. You sure he didn't notice?"

"Yeah. He woudl've said something. He's cool."

"Is he as big as you?" He asks, perking up a bit

"I seriously have no idea. He's hot, though. Pretty sure he's not into guys, though. Not really sure, though."

"Here, take my phone number." I listen and enter it in as Jimmy the Trainer

"Here's mine."

"Cool. I should get going. Uh, thanks, though." He says, not really sure of himself. He stands up and pauses a bit. Does he think he has to kiss me goodbye? This is awkwardly entertaining. I give him a friendly squeeze on the shoulder. "Yeah, sorry about ... not finishing or whatever." I'm fairly new to this as well, I guess. "It's cool. See you later." He smiles.

He opens my door and heads to the other door and opens it, saying "later" as he leaves in a bit of a hurry.

"Weird, man." my roommate chimes in

"Nah, I think he's just shy"

At this point my dick's not done for the day. He's in a bit of a perma-semi state. My briefs cause it to swan-neck down and track it down the side of my leg, letting it bulge a bit. It's noticeable if you look. I plop back down on the couch, wanting to make sure I let the roomie know everything's cool whether he questioned it or not.

We watch TV for a few minutes. I notice a bit of tension in the air. I glance at him occasionally.

Without warning he chimes in, "You know I'm cool with that stuff, right?"

I felt immediately nervous. "Uh, with what?"

He's not looking at me, but looking at the tv. "You know, hooking up with other dudes."

I'm dumbstruck. I thought I was smoother than this! I pause, not knowing what to say.

"What?!" I feebly try to deny it.

"C'mon, i walk in and hear a guy rush to your room and close the door. Then you walk in to get him and he runs out."

"No, really, he was just a-a- had-had to ..."

I give up.

"Sorry" I say, a bit defeated. "You're not mad or weirded out, right?"

"Not at all, man. It's cool" He's still not really looking at me. I'm a little upset about how cool he is. Do I want him to be upset? Did I expect some pushback on this? Fuck, I don't know. My mind is racing.

"Really?"

"Yeah, it's totally cool. Been there."

What? He's been there? The fuck? Why did this never come out during our random drunken conversations at 3am?

"No fucking way. Really?"

"Yeah, man. I'm no prude."

"Dude, I've been living with you for two years. Never had an inkling. You hiding this on purpose?"

"Kinda, yeah. I messed with a roomate before. It got ugly. Didn't want to mess up what we had."

I'm thrilled. "Really? Uh, that's kinda why I made sure never to lead on that I was into this."

I start looking at him, staring intently for a physical sign that he was interested. I hold my gaze at his crotch a bit long and he catches me.

"Yeah. It's cool, though."

I know he's noticed me looking at him. He doesn't say anything. I notice some movement in his board shorts. I slide a bit closer to him. He makes the same move toward me, shifting his hip near me.

"So, did you like my trainer?" I smirk, happy to know that things just got interesting but trying to relieve a bit of the obvious tension

"Yeah man, he's fucking hot."

"Yeah"

My mind fails to find further things to say. My dick has been teased all day. I need something to happen. I slide over a bit more, our hips are nearly touching at this point. I put my hand on his knee, touching the end of his trunks. I rub his leg a bit from the knee to about mid thigh, waiting for a response ...
 
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He looks at me, nodding. I move my hand up his thigh toward the bulge in his trunks. I stop short of his sack and move my hand down a bit, towards his seat. I move my hand further up his thigh till I can feel the heat of his cock and balls against my wrist. I pull my wrist back so my hand is sitting on the top of his thigh right next to his cock but not touching it. I feel the material of his board shorts get a big tighter and can see the outline of his growing cock pointing away from me, stifled by his shorts. The apex of his slight tent seems to be well over his thigh.

I'm feeling shy and nervous. I've jerked off thinking about this so many times. I don't want to waste this but I can't help but skip the teasing. I see him lean his head back on the couch and motion his hips in the air, timidly begging for it. Hell yeah.

I move my hand to the center and feel my palm press into the base of his cock. He's rock hard at this point. I move my palm up his shaft slowly, running my hand up the length of his shaft. I move slowly but notice its taking me a while to hit the end. By the time my hand feels the bump of his head, my hand is practically on his ass.

He's got to be massive. His cock runs the length of the waistband of his shorts and practically ends up in his pocket. How has he been hiding so much from me? He must be a grower cuz I cannot remember ever noticing a bulge - and I notice bulges everywhere - appropriate or not!

My mouth drops. I'm no slouch myself. My cock is pretty impressive. This thing is just unreal. At least I think it is. He can see the surprise on my face.

"You like it?"

"Dude, how have you been hiding this thing?"

"Ha. Usually under my belt and a baggy shirt."

I feel like an eight year old on Christmas morning. I move to between his legs and get to quick work undoing the string and velcro keeping his shorts together. I get the fly open and can see the base of what has to be a prizewinning cock, surrounded by a trimmed (read: not short but not unruly) bush. I grab the base with my right hand and the waistband that's cover the rest of his dick with my other hand. I move the fabric out of the way and start to pull it out.

I'm smiling. I think he's getting a kick out of it now. He's smiling too. Maybe he's enjoying knowing that I'm enjoying.

My hand at the base struggles to wrap itself entirely around the base but I pull out his cock. It stands up, curving upward a bit (like mine - another thing I enjoyed). This thing is incredible. It has to be 11 inches to a foot in length, thick at the base and tapering up slightly. It's so well-proportioned that I check the base to make sure it's real. It's real. And it's amazing.

I'm kneeling between his legs, grasping his massive dick by the base. He picks his head up from the top of the cushion and looks at me. I'm not doing anything yet, just enjoying the view.

"Holy shit, dude. What's the length."

"11.5"

"Goddamn. I thought mine was big. This is crazy."

"Heh. Thanks. Why don't you come sit up here?" He pats the cushion next to him.

"ok, so long as you don't put this thing away!"

"fuck no"

I stand up to sit next to him. As I go to sit down, he adjusts his seat and bends over a bit. I'm standing, about to sit and he yanks down my shorts and briefs. No romanticizing it, he just yanks them down. My cock, hard as it has ever been, pops out and steadies. My momentum causes me to sit down right next to him, our hips touching. He arches back and puts his arm around me and grabs the base of my dick with his other hand.

"Damn. Nice. Good fucking size."

"Heh. Thanks. No comparison to you, though."

"Yeah, but it's nice, man."

It seems like we prattle on a bit and I notice him start to slide his hands loosely up and down my shaft. I grab his with my hand and return the favor. Our pace quickens mutually and soon our hips start matching the pattern.

Working his big dick takes more effort than I'm used to. I focus my grip around his head, keeping a semi-firm grip that loosens on the upswing. His hands are running the entire shaft of my dick. My thighs start to tense a bit and I feel his ass tighten as he bucks his hips a bit. He feels my legs straighten and tense up. He gets up from the couch and positions himself between my legs, giving my cock two hands of attention. His right hand on top of the left. His left hand wanders south and cups my balls which are not hanging loose but getting tense. This is the second time I've had a hot guy's hands on my dick today. I need this nut. I hesitate about wasting it just yet but fuck, it has been too much today. I can't wait.

His grip tightens a bit around the head. His other hand has my balls in his palm, his fingers making their way to my perineum. I feel his hand inching closer to my asshole and can't take it anymore. I warn him.

"Oh fuck, I'm gonna c-"

My hip bucks, almost uncontrollably, as I shoot a rope of cum at myself, the second one follows almost immediately after. The first two land on my chest and shoulder as the third and fourth spurt out, landing on my abs. My hips keep rocking as he strokes whatever's left out of my dick. I laugh a bit, enjoying that post-orgasm haze/loopy feeling. My body loosens up a bit. His hands remain on my cock, as if he's steadying me with it. It works. I'm a pile of bone and muscle in five seconds, my dick, though, remains at full mast.

"Nice shot" he said, smiling. "Nice distance"

"Yeah, that has been pent up all day, man. Wish I could've held off."

"Nah, it's cool. Looked like fun." He smiles, still kneeling in front of me.

"Well, your turn, man." He gets up, smiling, and sits down, trading places with me. I jog quickly to the kitchen to wipe off my load. I grab a paper towel and bring it with me and start wiping myself down in front of him, my cock still sticking in the air.

He watches me clean myself off and starts to stroke himself.

Since I was finally able to get that first load out of the chamber, I knew I'd have time to really enjoy this.

"That was great, man." I said.

"No problem. Glad we could work something out."

"Yeah, we're definitely not done yet!"

I throw the paper towel aside and kneel in front of him, grabbing his knees and forcing them apart...
 
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Sorry for the delay!!!

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As his knees open wider, I move my hands from his knees up towards his thighs, squeezing them. Feeling his muscles tense a bit and relax, his cock bobs with his flexing. He smiles at me as my hands make their way towards his cock. I return with my own smile. Really, I haven't stopped smiling since I saw his dick. It was just impressive. Thick, but not impossibly so. Vascular yet not "bumpy." What's that phrase - "should've sent a poet!"

Best part is, It's fucking mine right now.

I just came and my dick has yet to lose any pressure. It stays rock hard as I think about what I'm going to do with my roomate. Today has been incredible. First I almost get down with a hot trainer now my roomate is in front of me in his glory. Karma? I remind myself to continue to not be an asshole and keep the good fortune coming.

His legs are apart, his cock at full mast, and I'm crouching between his thighs. I take a chance at ruining the mood by asking, "so what do you like?"

"I'll take whatever you got, man."

Not the guidance I was looking for but I'd rather hear that than a list of "no's."

I adjust my stance and he interjects, "Wait. Hold on. Stay right there." He gets up, swings his leg over my head and hops to his room. The weight of his cock almost prevents wild bouncing but it moves well with him. I hear him rummage a bit. I stand up because I just felt silly on the floor in front of the couch. I check myself out in the reflection of the television and grab the base of my cock, accentuating it, giving myself a show. I love my cock, I remember. I can't wait to mess around with his, though.

I hear my clothes vibrate. I still hear the roomie rummaging around so I pick up my phone. Missed call from Jimmy the Trainer and 1 text. Text is from Jimmy.

"Hey man. You busy?" I smile. My cock tenses up and bobs. I casually run my hand up and down the length as I think about a response.

I yell to my roomate, "Hey! The fuck are you doing?! I just got a text from my trainer that you mortified earlier. Pretty sure he wants my shit, still. Do you, uh, want in?"

I hear the rummaging stop. He comes out of his room, empty-handed.

"Uh, fuck yea?" He smiles.

"Alright"

I start to compose a reply. I type, "Dude, you should come back here right now"

"I'm telling him to come back. What else should I say?"

He's still standing in the doorway to his room, toying a bit with his dick, rubbing it overhand. "Uh..."

I feel bad all of a sudden. Like I got mine and he's still waiting for his.

"Sit back down, dude" I tell him. My tone is friendly but forceful.

I wait for a reply from the trainer but decide to be a good roomate.

I put the phone down on the couch beside him and get back into position between his legs. He doesn't object or say anything. I grab the base of his cock and start to stroke it with slow, deliberate and firm strokes, firming up as my palm runs over his head. He bucks his hip slightly and legs his head fall back. I use my other hand and hold the base of his cock. I keep the slow strokes going and my other hand migrates south to his balls.

I tug slightly on his sack and feel his boys on my hand. I squeeze and rotate a bit and quicken the pace of the strokes. He winces a little and his hips move in the air again with each stroke. His feet are planted firmly on the ground and his lifting gets more and more intense. I focus stroking him around his head, neglecting the shaft a bit. I can see him getting closer but decide to test his "I can handle anything" remark. My hand moves from his balls very, very slowly to his taint. I flatten my hand and put pressure on it, his balls still in my palm. He gasps and smiles. Oh hell yeah. I keep some pressure on it and I hear him start to whimper a bit. Is he begging for this? Damn. This is hot. I slow my strokes down a bit and move my other hand to the point of the tip of my middle finger grazing the edge of his hole. His hips are giving me the green light as he opens his legs further to accommodate my hand. I push the tip of my finger in to the first knuckle.

He lets out a quick groan, grabs the couch cushions and thrashes a bit, making it difficult for me to keep jerking him. I ease my finger in more and quicken the strokes. He's not making it easy for me but I'm loving his reaction. Totally worth the shoulder strain I'm likely receiving.

Suddenly, He pushes me away and stands up, knocking me over. He jacks himself violently in front of me and groans with a "Gggnnnnh. Fuck!"

I'm laying on the floor, he's standing over me jacking himself and he lets go of a huge jet of cum, hitting me in the chest. I stroke myself, still laying on the floor, waiting for the next shot which flies further than the first and lands on my right cheek. I jack myself furiously as I'm incredibly turned on. He continues to jack himself over me and I feel myself approach that incredible high and let a short spurt of cum go, hitting myself in the navel. He keeps at himself and his next shots land right on top of my abs, a small pool of hot cum developing rapidly. I'd say he lets five or six solid shots fly and the rest dribbles out but still drops on me. My streams were weak in comparison, but that initial orgasm less than 30 minutes prior took a lot out of me. Glad I got the 2nd one in anyway.

Our breathing slows as we both finish our orgasms.

I'm exhasted and can't seem to sit up.

"You ok, dude?" He asks

"Yeah, fucking wiped, man."

He offers his hand to help me up and I take it. He gives me a friendly slap on the shoulder. "That was fucking awesome, man," He said, smiling and slightly out of breath. His shoulder tap lingers and he rubs my upper back a little.

"Yeah, that was fun" I replied, smiling, looking for a towel, hesitating to break contact.

"Whenever you want, man. I'm game. Have some other stuff to try if you're into it." He said.

"Sure," I replied, a bit too tired to remain curious. "I think I need a shower."

"Yeah, me too. Nice work. Heh."

"So, Jimmy is not going to believe this."

"Yeah, don't freak him out, though."

"I won't." I laugh a bit. "He thought my dick was huge. Yours is going to give him a complex."

"Or an orgasm."

"Ha. Or that."

I grab a towel and my phone and start heading back to my room. The roomie takes his hand off my shoulder and follows up with another pat.

"Alright, see ya."

"Yep"

I start the shower and think about what to say to the trainer ....

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May continue this or may just start with a new one. Not sure. Hope you enjoyed, though!
 
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