Nick famous straight model friend & roommate Corey

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It was a typical cold February morning in Park Ridge, NJ, an affluent town located in Bergen County in Northern New Jersey. Park Ridge is considered one of the best places to live in New Jersey. 25-year-old Nick DaSilva was packing up his bedroom. Today was a big day for him, as he was moving from his boring suburban town to glamorous New York City. Just six months ago, Nick landed a fantastic job with an up and coming startup company in the city. The commute however, over an hour on a good day with NJ transit trains from Penn Station to his hometown, was starting to take a toll on him. However, it was his best friend, the most important person in the world, even though they weren’t blood related, but considered him his brother, owned a two-bedroom apartment in Soho and offered him a place to stay.

Nick stood at 5’10, brown eyes, and hair with an olive skin complexion, coming from a normal suburban family. Both of his parents were of Portuguese descent, arriving in the states in the late 1970s. Nick would grow up in the Ironbound section of Newark before his parents moved. Nick’s mother is a clinical nurse specialist for Hackensack University Medical Center, while his father owns a successful accounting firm in Bergen County. Nick also has a younger sister, named Nicole. At 18, she was starting her freshman year at Princeton University. She is set to take over her father’s accounting firm down the road, when he is set to retire. Nick would graduate from Trinity College in Hartford, CT, with a degree in International Business.

Nick’s best friend, Corey Marino, grew up next door to him. They had been best friends since Nick’s family moved into their house when he was 8 years old. Like Nick, Corey only had a sister, named Chelsea. She was older and has been living in Boston ever since graduating from college. She has been working as a doctor at Boston’s top hospital, Massachusetts General. The two friends, since they didn’t have brothers, were inseparable. Like Nick, Corey was also 25 years old, and older than Nick by two months. Corey was the super popular one while growing up, as he was the captain of their high school soccer and lacrosse team and was their senior class prom king. You would think since you would think Corey is a jock, he would be dumb. However, that was so far from the truth. Corey would graduate in the top 5 of their class and attended NYU on a full scholarship.

However, it was Corey’s gorgeous, beautiful, and stunning good looks that would define him and make him famous. At just 25, Corey Marino was ranked as one of the most sought out, desirable, and highest paid male models in the world. He was ranked at the same level as top models like David Gandy and Sean O’Pry. Corey stood at 6’1, 185 lbs., with brown hair and eyes and a killer sculpted body that he worked very hard on maintaining. He was discovered in his freshman year at NYU, while working at J. Crew in Soho, by a famous Wilhelmina Models agent. From there, he would land covers, billboards, and walk in fashion shows in NYC, Paris, and Milan. Fashion companies like Tom Ford, Hugo Boss, and Calvin Klein would request him to be the ambassador of their brands. Corey was considered one of the highest paid male models in the world, making well over a million dollars a year.

The biggest difference between the two friends, Nick came out his freshman year of college as an openly gay man. However, Nick wasn’t your typical gay guy, he simply didn’t fit into his community. All his friends were straight, both men and women, and only had two friends who were gay. He prefers to talk about sports, like baseball and hang out at straight sports bars with his friends. His straight guy friends felt very comfortable around him, because he doesn’t see they as sex objects, but as friends and builds a wall between them, where he doesn’t have any sexual feelings towards them. Corey on the other hand, is 100% straight and for years, Nick just saw him as his brother and not the famous male model he has become. All his friends would always ask about Corey, and they always asked Nick if they ever did anything, which we would replay, “Hell No”, and make a gagging vomit sound.

With the money and fame, Corey wasn’t your typical male model. He didn’t like to party, he didn’t do hard drugs like cocaine, and didn’t sleep around with some of the most beautiful women in the world. He was more of a homebody, likes to keep to himself, and is still with his high school sweetheart. When Corey was first discovered, he informed the agency that completing his BA at NYU was his top priority, and modeling would come second. He did get his degree in journalism, as his dream while growing up was to be a news reporter. Now, after a few years of modeling, he is seeking to become an actor. He see’s Channing Tatum as an inspiration, a model turned world famous actor. Corey has already landed a few roles on TV shows like Blue Bloods, the reboot of Gossip Girl, and Succession to name a few. He recently just landed a small role on his first major film, set to be filmed in Ireland, starring famous actors such as Chris Evans and Anna Kendrick.

While Nick and Corey attended different schools in different states, they still ended up being close, even getting closer once Corey became a world-famous model. Corey would only have a handful of people in his life, he trusted, one was Nick. So, Corey would ask Nick to move into his two-bedroom penthouse he bought two years ago, at 2.7 million dollars in Soho. Corey even informed Nick he didn’t have to pay rent, but Nick insisted on paying for something, as he didn’t want to exploit his best friend’s hospitality. The thing is, with Corey’s super busy schedule, either modeling gigs or filming something, he was rarely home. So having Nick there, will not only save Nick money, but not keep the place feeling cold and empty. Meanwhile, Corey’s long-time girlfriend was studying abroad in Australia for the next couple of years.

Later that afternoon, Nick was unpacking his stuff in his new bedroom, in his new apartment in Soho. Corey already had the room fully furnished, so Nick was just bringing his clothes and other personal items. Corey had left him a letter in the kitchen, with the password to the Wi-Fi, keys to the mailbox, how to turn on the hot tub located on the rooftop, and other things around the place. Also in the letter, Corey let Nick know he would see him in a week, since he was off doing a photoshoot in Greece.

Located at 426 W Broadway, the 1,400-sf 5th floor apartment was cute, and Corey had it updated when he purchased it. It has two-bedrooms, two bathrooms, each located on the opposite side of the apartment. Corey would enlarge his bedroom, add a full bathroom, and make the walk-in closet bigger. Nick was happy he had his own bathroom; the kitchen had a dishwasher and Corey converted the former half bathroom into a laundry room. The best part, since the building was only six stories and they lived on the top floor, they had the rooftop all to themselves. Corey would install a hot tub, a built-in outdoor island grill and add nice patio furniture.

Nick decided to take a break and walk over to the Apple store, which was a 3-minute walk from his new place. He was looking to potentially purchase a new Mac laptop, to replace his 7-year-old one. He wanted to treat himself for his move to the city. After purchasing his new laptop, he walked over to Traders Joe’s to buy some stuff to cook for tonight and groceries for the week. He loved that these places were all within less than 5 minutes of walking from his new apartment. However, while walking around Trader Joe’s, Nick wonders as he has for a while, how Corey could afford all of this. Corey told Nick he paid cash for his new apartment, while he knew he was in the top 5 of famous male models, but still. Usually, it takes a model years, however it took Corey less than 3 years to get to it.

The week went by fast for Nick, as work kept himself super busy, leaving the office late most nights. However, Friday night, he went out with some of his co-workers he made friends with recently. Lamika Alverez and Jenkins Lowe have become close friends with Nick, since like him, they recently moved to NYC from other areas. Jenkins, who relocated from Atlanta, along with his Husband, Juan Ayala and Lamika from Providence, with her boyfriend Tyron Angel and their son, TJ. They all bounded one day, while talking about the latest episode of “The Walking Dead” and quickly became inseparable. Nick was happy he became with friends with another gay guy, he found him funny and charismatic.

It was early Saturday morning and Nick was beyond hung over. Lamika and Jenkins dragged him to “The Cock” after work for some drinks and hunky Go-Go boys performing. Nick was still in bed at 1pm, when Corey texted him that he had landed and will be home soon. “Shit, better get my ass out of bed and make sure the place looks decent”, Nick thought to himself. Both Lamika and Jenkins love to party and hard liquor like tequila and Hennessy were their choices. Nick remembers the crazy night, the group picked up one of the Go-Go boys and brought him back to the apartment. One thing led to another, and Nick was getting fucked raw in the hot tub by Miguel, the super buff, hung Dominican dancer. Nick had a thing for Latinos.

After cleaning up and taking a quick shower, Nick decided to relax in his bedroom, while waiting for Corey to arrive home from the airport. It’s been a while since he saw Corey in person, so tonight once he got home, they would hang out and make it a movie night and catch up on everything. Nick must have passed out because he was awoken by Corey.

“Hey buddy, wake up. I am home!” A gleeful Corey said.

A groggy Nick woke up and hovering over his bed, was Corey, looking stunning as usual. Nick hopped out of his bed and hugged his best friend. They chatted for a bit, Nick asking how his current campaign went overseas. Corey informed him it was fine and asked him if he wanted to grab an early dinner at Emmett's on Grove, one of the hottest restaurants in the city in Greenwich Village, since he was craving deep dish pizza. Corey told Nick to be ready in 45 minutes and before he left the room, he asked Nick one more question.

“Buddy, what time do you usually get home from work?”

Corey needed to figure out Nick’s work schedule, since when he is home, he wants to spend as much time with his friend as he can. The thing is, being a world-famous male model isn’t all the glamorous as many people think. In fact, Corey detested it and felt super lonely and depressed most of the time. He was super happy when he offered Nick to move in with him. As we stated, Corey only had a handful of true friends he could trust, Nick being his number one. With the little time he is usually home, he wanted to spend as much time with Nick as he could.
 

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Sorry, for the huge delay. Been super busy, going to try my best to update a little faster. If you me describing things into detail, don't worry, it will slow down more as we continue.

After having a wonderful dinner at Emmett's, the roommates decided to walk around the Village, as it was a very beautiful night. Corey asked me if he wanted to act like a tourist for the night, as our first destination, which was a block over from the restaurant, was the apartment building used as the backdrop for “Friends” on Bedford Street. Corey and I totally geeked out, as we remembered watching the show growing up, every Thursday night in my basement. After taking pictures, we walked 7 minutes to Perry Street, where the apartment of Carrie Bradshaw, from Sex and The City was located. I was in total “aw”, living in such a great city, seeing these cool places that only until tonight, I saw on TV.

After taking pictures in front of Carrie’s apartment, I received a text from Jenkins asking me what I was up to, as he was at The Monster on Gove Street, across from the iconic Stone Wall Inn. Tonight, there were going to be some hot and sexy Go-Go boys performing. I informed Jenkins I was only 4 minutes away and would meet him up for a drink, just had to figure out how to get rid of Corey.

“Hey Corey, you must be tired from your flight. You should go home and relax. I am going to meet my new friend from work at The Monster.” Nick said to Corey.

“I could tag along with you as well; I need a stiff drink!” Corey stated.

“Um..its a gay bar Corey!” I laughed at my friend.

“I know it’s a dam gay bar, I am not stupid! Listen, many of the people in my line of work, are gay, from the photographers to the makeup artists. I have gone to gay bars here in the city, in Weho, in Paris, etc. I am very comfortable going to gay bars and night clubs. I mean, most of my fans are gay men and I love my fans!” Corey told his shocked best friend. Corey laughed as he took my hand and walked over to The Monster.

Before we approached the entrance to “The Monster”, I noticed the big billboard on 7th Ave of Corey in just white Calvin Klein briefs. I chuckled as we entered the bar. It was around 10pm, so there were a few people at the front bar, and I found Jenkins sitting by himself. I would introduce Jenkins to Corey, who was obviously drilling over my model friend. Corey ended up talking to the bartenders and others at the bar, like they knew each other, while Jenkins and I were sipping our beers.

“Hey Nicky, I need to talk business with Trevor, I will be back in a few.” Corey said as he told the main bartender Chris, to take care of me and Jenkins.

“Are you the famous Nicky that Corey always talks about?” Asked Chris.

“Yes, yes I am. Corey has been my best friend since we were young.” I replied very proudly.

Chris would go on to inform Jenkins and I that Corey is family and since Corey always talked about me, we were now family. All drinks would be on the house, and we would always be taking care of at the bar. Chris would inform me, during the middle of the lockdowns of Covid, when bars like The Monster and Stonewall were shut down, almost closed permanently due to not being able to pay rent. Corey and his model friends came in and saved them. They did this awesome benefit and were able to raise money to keep the places from closing. Chris, who we come to find out, is the head bartender, while Trevor is one of the owners. As famous as Corey is, he is one of the most humble, down to earth people we ever met. So, Chris once again informed the two, “when you’re here, your family”. They wouldn’t have to worry about anything.

After a few hours of drinking beers, hard liquor, and shots, both myself and Jenkins were dancing on the dance floor with a bunch of hot and sweaty guys, along with a bunch of hot and hung Go-Go boys. At this point in the night, I had my shirt off and making out with some random twink. With my tongue down the kid’s throat, the kid had his hands inside my pants, jacking off my now hard and pulsing uncut cock, while his thumb was gently massaging my now leaking precum cock head. I would release his tongue and let out a groan of pleasure, as the pleasure of being jacked off was getting to me. I informed the twink to follow me into the bathroom stall, so he could suck my throbbing cock, as it needed to explode.

Once in the bathroom stall, the twink, who stated his name was Matt, slammed me to the bathroom wall, almost making me fall into the toilet. He got on his knees and rubbed his face into my crotch. Matt slowly started licking, massaging, and sniffing my huge boner, which was showcasing through my jeans. Matt looked up at me, his eyes full of lustful desire, as I gently caressed Matt’s right cheek. Matt than started to unzip my jeans and slowly push them down, while licking the precum stain on my white boxer briefs and then my hairy thighs. I started stirring at the ceiling, moaning, and groaning, as this young guy with his teeth, was slowly pushing my underwear down. My uncut, 8 inch, pretty good size, flopped out of my underwear, dripping of precum squeezing out of my cock slit, smacking Matt in the face.

Matt slowly moved in closer, as he started to tug on my swollen balls with one hand, while spreading my legs wider to give himself full access with another hand. I could feel his hot breath on my recently trimmed pubes and very long hanging balls. His tongue finally contacted my balls, and he let out a huge groan. His tongue was warm and wet, as he started to massage my balls. Then, Matt finally and slowly started running his eager wet tongue to the base of my ever throbbing, about to burst cock.

With my eyes now closed, Matt was now slowly licking my cock, then my balls, and then back to my cock. Naturally, I am a heavy pre-cummer, as Matt was speeding up his movements, as he pursed his lips and sucked the precum off. I couldn't stand it anymore; I leaned my head back and started to slow down my breathing. After a minute or so of Matt licking and swirling his tongue around my cock head, he slipped his lips around the head of my cock and started to deep throat. I was amazed at this kid being able to engulf my entire cock at once.

"Fuck!! I am about to blow my fuckin load!” I said out loud, as my right and left hands started to grip tightly on the bathroom mental stall walls.

This made Matt even more hungry for my cum, and the slurping, moaning, and bobbing was intensifying. I looked down and saw all the drool dripping down from Matt’s mouth, as he spat on my cock, wanting more saliva. By this time, we started to have an audience, as a bunch of guys were peeking over the stalls to see what was happening. At this point, Matt has been licking and sucking my cock for about 15 minutes and I was on the edge and couldn’t hold it in any longer. I yelled out a huge sign of pure satisfaction, as I just started shooting about 5 to 6 thick loads of cum into this kid’s mouth. The crowd went wild, as Matt attempted to swallow all of my cum, almost choking with the amount I just fed him.

With sweat dripping from my forehead from the intense blowjob I just received, after a few seconds of Matt getting himself together and swallowing the rest of my load, he slowly got back up and planted a seductive kiss on me. After that, Matt whispered into my ear that he hoped to see me again and opened the bathroom stall and left. With everyone still stirring at me, I composed myself, stuffed my cock back into my underwear, pulled my pants up, and left the stall. After washing my hands, I texted Jenkins to see where he was. He informed me, he went back home, as his boyfriend waned to fuck him tonight. I saw Chris at the bar and asked what happened to Corey, since I realized at this point of the night, it was 3 am. Chris informed me that Corey went home a long time ago.

After leaving a nice tip for the bartenders, I decided to catch a taxi back to the apartment. Once I stepped outside, I saw him, one of the hot Spanish Go-Go boys. He was having a cigarette with another one on the corner of the street. I used to smoke in college, but I really wanted to talk to the hot guy. I approached the dancer and asked for a cigarette.

“Thanks for the cigarette, my name is Nick and yours?” I asked.

“Name is Angel, and this is Omar.” The dancers said.

While we were smoking and chatting a little but, I couldn’t stop eye fucking Angel and how stunning he was. He was ripped, about 6’3, dark skinned, tatted and a Puerto Rican guy. Angel would go on and say he is 23 years old, lives in Washington Heights and dances on the weekends, to make extra cash to support his young daughter. He went on to say that he is bi, and he makes good money here since he has a 10 inch, thick, and uncut cock. My eyes widened when he said 10 inches and Angel gave a sinister smile and whipped it out of his lose fitting short gym shorts he was wearing.

“Fuck!” I said in amazement.

Omar said he had to go back in and dance one final set before heading home. I Asked Angel if he was all done for the night and he said he was. After a few moments of silence and finishing our cigarettes, I asked Angel if he wanted to get breakfast at Soho Diner, which was very close to my apartment. He did say he was hungry and that his daughter was with his baby momma for the weekend. Angel would hail a taxi and we would go to the Soho Diner, where I was hoping to get to know a little more of Angel and potentially have him fuck me.
 

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Here is the final part of Chapter 1.

In the cab ride to the diner, I couldn’t stop stirring at Angel’s huge biceps, which were showcasing in his tight black tank top. Even though Angel was wearing sweats, you can tell he was either hard or his massive 10-inch cock was a great piece of art that loves to be on display. While I just blew my load a while back, I was already hard again. The cab dropped us off in front of the diner and as Angel was getting out of the cab, I realized he wasn’t wearing any underwear. Once outside and as I was about to walk into the diner, Angel gave me a confused look.

“What’s wrong, I thought you were hungry?” I said to the hot stud.

“When you said if you wanted to get breakfast, I thought it was code for me to fuck you!” Angel chuckled with a devilish and seductive grin.

With that, we skipped the diner and headed back to my place. I took the muscular stud to the roof, where the hot tub was still running from the night before. After removing the cover, I turned around and was in “aw” of the site I was seeing. There, Angel had pulled his tank top over his head and pulled down his sweatpants. He was slowly playing with his cock and balls with one hand, while the other, he was pinching his nipples while moaning very seductively. For the next few moments, I was just standing there, watching this hunk playing with himself.

Angel then suddenly got closer to me, then pushed me to the edge of the hot tub and started to lick and nipple on my ear. While doing this, he would whisper dirty things into my ear, making my cock hard again and starting leaking massive amounts of precum. Slowly, with his right hand, he started to move his hand down. First, rubbing my chest and then unbuttoning my jeans and then slipping his muscular hand into my underwear. For the next few minutes, while Angel was jerking my cock off and nibbling on my ear, in a deep low voice, he would repeat a few times whispering into my ear, how he wanted to fuck me so bad.

Without warning, Angel turned me around and pulled my jeans and underwear down. My hard uncut cock, bang the side of the hot tub, while Angel grabbed my ass very firmly and then slapped it hard with his stiff cock. After rubbing his cock around my hole and slapping it on my cheeks, Angel bent me over, where my hands now were hovering over the hot tub, almost touching the hot and steamy water. Angel would get on his knees and start to spread my cheeks apart. While continuing to spread my cheeks, I felt his soft and wet lips kissing my cheeks and then biting them. Not going to lie, what he was doing was driving me crazy and making me get even harder.

Angel would spit on his hand and slowly started to massage my hole with his finger. He kept teasing my hole, by sliding his finger in and out of my tight, yet hungry hole. The sensation was driving me even crazier, as my cock was leaking more pre-cum out of my cock slit. I started to bite my lip to prevent screaming from the enjoyment I was receiving, as Angel now started to stick his tongue into my hole, while grabbing and spreading my butt cheeks ever so firmly. The sensation of Angel rimming my hole, was driving me to almost burst my load all over the floor, the guy really knew how to use his tongue.

Without warning, Angel spat into my hole and massaged it with his saliva, got up and spat on his throbbing 10-inch uncut cock and slowly started to enter my hole. Before I could scream or say anything, Angel quickly covered my mouth and whispered into my ear, to stay quiet. At this point, the steam from the hot tub, him rimming me, and now fucking me, sweat was dripping down my whole body. Angle would press his body closer to mine and I could feel the sweat coming from his body as well. Angel started out slow, but eventually once his whole cock was able to enter and the small amount of pain turned into pure pleasure, he went at it.

I looked up into the sky and I had a clear view of One World Trade Center, with its lights beaming over the dark Manhattan skyline. I could also hear people on the streets, talking or laughing. It must have been around 4 am at this point and people were leaving the bars. Also, I could hear delivery trucks probably dropping off newspapers or bakery goods to the many restaurants around the area.

“Fuck me harder!” I would say to Angel

He obeyed my command, as for the next hour or so, Angel kept pounding my hole. The sound of his balls slapping on my ass, as well as the moans and grunts. During the middle of him fucking me, he started to jerk me off as well and massage my swollen balls.

“Angel, this feels fucking amazing! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me harder!” I kept telling Angel, screaming into the night sky. I didn’t give a shit if people could hear us, I was having the best sex ever!

Angel groans started to get louder, as he would bite and kiss my shoulder; I knew he was about to cum very soon. I could feel his cock and balls starting to tense up and his breathing was getting much heavier. Then, suddenly, with a loud grunt, Angel started blasting his jizz into my hungry hole. I could feel the loads inside of me, must have been about 6 or 7 huge loads. An exhausted Angel, slowly let his deflated cock slid out of my hole, with some of his cum, dripping to the floor. I started to cum as well and blasted about 4 to 5 shots of jizz to the wall of the hot tub. After cumming, I would collapse onto him and we were both panting and sweating, as our sex aroma was sinking up the air around us.

After a few minutes of both of us trying to catch our breath and wiping the sweat off our foreheads, I asked Angel if he wanted to spend the night, which he agreed. He both took a quick shower and passed out very quickly in my bed, as it was around 530 in the morning. A few hours later, Angel woke me up and informed me he was heading home. He kissed me on my forehead and whispered into my ear, that he hoped to see me again and that he left his phone number on the nightstand. I looked at this extremely sexy man and smiled, that he wanted to see me again.

However, before he left, he got all serious and said, “Your roommate isn’t who he says he is, I would watch out. He is a fucking liar and fraud!”. Angel would walk out and before I could process what he said and ask him to explain, he was already out the door. Confused as to what Angel said, I would text him with the number he left and asked him what he meant. However, I must have passed out, because I would wake up around 2pm, with a very pissed off Corey once again hovering over my bed.
 

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Sorry for the long delay, started a new job this week. Here is chapter two.

I could smell the cologne coming from Corey hitting my nostrils, as Corey was bent over, hovering, and looking deeply into my eyes. I could tell he was super pissed, I knew that look he was giving me, since I have seen it many times in the past.

“I think it’s time we talk about some ground rules Nicky!” An angrily Corey said, as he flickered my nose with his fingers.

“I probably should have told you; I have cameras on the rooftop and in the living room. I get notifications on my phone anytime someone is on the rooftop. The last two nights, I got a few notifications of someone getting pounded up there!” Corey said as he was stirring deeply into my eyes.

Corey went on to say, even though he thinks this place is ours, he doesn’t want random people coming in at all hours of the night. I went on to apologize to him and how I disrespected his place and promised never to do it again. Corey informed me, he would prefer to meet these people, before letting them into the apartment. Corey would then slap my face and tell me to get my ass out of bed so we can head to New Jersey for Sunday dinner with the families.

The rest of the week was normal. I Worked during the day and came home to a great home cooked meal. Corey is a fantastic cook, he learned everything from his Italian grandmother, who came from Sicily back in 1940’s. During the week, at work, Jenkins was telling me he was going to join the Big Apple Softball League, since he loves to play the game. He went on to let me know, he got a full ride from the University of Florida for baseball. He had dreams of playing in the Majors as a pitcher, until he tore his UCL his senior year. I let him know as well, I wanted to join, since I loved the sport and used to play it growing up.

It was a nice, sunny, but breezy early April Thursday afternoon, when Jenkins and I were walking to the park for recruitment day. This is the day all new players can showcase their abilities to make one of the teams for the league. I was excited, but nervous, since I haven’t played in a while, but was hoping to make a team and make some new friends. Jenkins went on to say, these leagues, while he has moved around a lot, he has made some great long-lasting friendships from them. Even though I felt rusty playing, I did pretty damn well I must say and caught the eyes of many that wanted me to join their teams. However, there was one team I was hoping to join, as I caught his eye since entering the field. Thank God, I had a cup under my jockstrap, or your boy would have been showcasing a major hard on, on the field.

After our try outs were over, the dude I was pretty much eye fucking, came up to Jenkins and me to introduce himself and some of his teammates. He had one of the most gorgeous smiles I ever seen, that could make anyone fall in love with him instantly. Standing at 6’1, dirty blonde hair, blue eyes, extremely built, and kind of resembling Ryan Gosling.

“Hi, my name is Patrick McCoy, and I am the captain of our team, the Tigers, or as we like to call ourselves, the Bayside Tigers.” Patrick said, while shaking our hands.

Jenkins and I giggled to the reference from Saved by the Bell. He would introduce us to some of his teammates, like Tim and Steve who were a couple, Jackson, Gabriel, and Trevor to name a few. Jenkins and I introduced ourselves and we all just seemed to click right away. Patrick let us know they were looking for two new players, to replace a couple who recently relocated to Austin for work. They asked us if they wanted to join their team, since we had the stuff they were looking for. I was so happy, not only to be playing again, but potentially make new friends. Patrick and the group let us know, they were heading to Barracuda Lounge for a cocktail and asked us to join them.

One cocktail ended up being like 6 or 7 later that night. During that time, I got to know Patrick a little better. He was originally from Cherry Hill NJ, went to school in NYC, before moving to San Francisco for work and a few years ago, moved back to the city. A few hours after hanging out with the new teammates, everyone decided to go home, however, agreeing to meet up this Saturday night at Tim and Steven’s apartment for a team dinner. I was walking home from the bar and feeling tipsy and super horny. I opened the good old Grindr app to see if I could find "a quickie" before heading home, however that faded when Patrick called me, and we chatted until I got home.

By the time I opened the door to the apartment, I decided I was going to take a shower and jerk off thinking of Patrick and then head to bed. To my amazement, when I stepped into the apartment, there was some laughter coming from the rooftop. Thinking that Corey probably had friends over, I decided to take a shower. Once in the bathroom, I turned on the shower and got in. I stood motionless under the shower, having hot water slowly steaming up the bathroom and hitting my body. I closed my eyes and started to stroke my now growing hard cock, thinking about Patrick and how bad I wanted him to go deep inside me. Before long, I was completely lost in thought and stroking myself and playing with my balls under the warm streams of water coming from the showerhead.

I knew I was about to cum, as I slowly placed my forehead on the tile wall and placed my left hand on the wall as well, as jerking my cock got a lot more intense. I would start kissing the wet walls, thinking it was Patrick’s moist lips. I closed my eyes and started moaning, as the sound started to echo in the hot steamy room. My hard throbbing cock, which was leaking a good amount of precum, was moments away from blasting a huge load all over these walls. After another minute, I whimpered as the first stream of cum shot out of my cock and hit the tile walls. With each thrust my cock squirted a good 4 to 5 loads of cum onto the shower walls. I moaned as the last drip came out and I had to catch my breath from the intense organism. I knew right there; I need to sleep with Patrick.

I pulled myself together and rinsed the walls that were full of my cum and cleaned myself up and got out of the shower. After toweling myself off and putting on some grey sweatpants, I still hear people on the rooftop. I decided to be noisy and see what the hell was going on up there. I walked the steel spiral staircase and now was standing in front of the door that led to the rooftop. The door had a good size window to peek outside, facing the hot tub. I pressed my nose and hands onto the window and was caught off guard, what I was about to see.

“What the fuck!” I said under my breath.

There sitting on the edge of the hot tub, with his feet in the water, and his head tilted back with his eyes closed, was famous Italian male model, Leonardo Moretti. The 31-year-old, who graced many covers and worked with Hugo Boss and Armani, was one of Corey’s model friends. His stats were, weighing at 195lbs, standing at 6’1, with brown hair and the most beautiful hazel eyes. However, Leonardo was fully naked, with water dripping down his muscular 8-pack abs, receiving a blowjob from some old guy. The guy was bobbing up and down on Leonardo’s long, but thin uncut Italian sausage. The old guy, probably in his 70’s, was worshipping this Greek god of a specimen cock. I would see the old guy licking the precum that had been sitting right at the tip, which sent shockwaves into Leonardo’s body and a jolt to my cock.

I couldn’t stop myself from what I am seeing, as I swear Leonardo has a girlfriend. The old guy, with his warm, wet mouth, sucking this model’s cock like a hoover vacuum. The slurping sounds kept getting louder and for some weird reason, was turning me on. My cock, starting to grow in my sweatpants and I started to jerk myself watching this. The old guy continued sucking, then opened his mouth extra wide before going all the way down his shaft. I stood there for the next 15 minutes, continuing to stroke my throbbing cock, in ecstasy, waiting to cum, seeing this intense scene.

After a minute, I saw Leonardo tense up, his eyes rolled to the back of his head, and mouthed to his cock sucker, “drain the cum out of me!” After that, Leonardo blew his load into the hungry older guy’s mouth. My Balls and cock, both swollen, led me to blow my load in my sweatpants, with my juices leaking down my leg. The glass on the window was now fogged up from my heavy breathing from my orgasm. I wiped the glass and decided to turn my head right. My eyes, bulged out, to the biggest shock of my life. There, on the patio furniture, was another old man. He was nude as well, bent over, as Corey was slamming his cock into his hole!

In utter shock, I stepped backwards, almost vomiting and falling down the stairs. I quickly ran to my room, looked for my phone and found Angel's number and quickly texted him to meet me after work tomorrow at Walkers in Tribeca. I needed him to tell me what he said the previous weekend. I laid there in the bed, sweating, freaking out, at what I just witnessed. I was CONFUSED, ANGRY, AND HURT! I felt like I had been lied to my whole life. My friend, who I consider my brother, Corey, who this whole-time I thought was straight, was fucking a guy. I needed answers!
 

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Sorry for the long delay, started a new job this week. Here is chapter two.

I could smell the cologne coming from Corey hitting my nostrils, as Corey was bent over, hovering, and looking deeply into my eyes. I could tell he was super pissed, I knew that look he was giving me, since I have seen it many times in the past.

“I think it’s time we talk about some ground rules Nicky!” An angrily Corey said, as he flickered my nose with his fingers.

“I probably should have told you; I have cameras on the rooftop and in the living room. I get notifications on my phone anytime someone is on the rooftop. The last two nights, I got a few notifications of someone getting pounded up there!” Corey said as he was stirring deeply into my eyes.

Corey went on to say, even though he thinks this place is ours, he doesn’t want random people coming in at all hours of the night. I went on to apologize to him and how I disrespected his place and promised never to do it again. Corey informed me, he would prefer to meet these people, before letting them into the apartment. Corey would then slap my face and tell me to get my ass out of bed so we can head to New Jersey for Sunday dinner with the families.

The rest of the week was normal. I Worked during the day and came home to a great home cooked meal. Corey is a fantastic cook, he learned everything from his Italian grandmother, who came from Sicily back in 1940’s. During the week, at work, Jenkins was telling me he was going to join the Big Apple Softball League, since he loves to play the game. He went on to let me know, he got a full ride from the University of Florida for baseball. He had dreams of playing in the Majors as a pitcher, until he tore his UCL his senior year. I let him know as well, I wanted to join, since I loved the sport and used to play it growing up.

It was a nice, sunny, but breezy early April Thursday afternoon, when Jenkins and I were walking to the park for recruitment day. This is the day all new players can showcase their abilities to make one of the teams for the league. I was excited, but nervous, since I haven’t played in a while, but was hoping to make a team and make some new friends. Jenkins went on to say, these leagues, while he has moved around a lot, he has made some great long-lasting friendships from them. Even though I felt rusty playing, I did pretty damn well I must say and caught the eyes of many that wanted me to join their teams. However, there was one team I was hoping to join, as I caught his eye since entering the field. Thank God, I had a cup under my jockstrap, or your boy would have been showcasing a major hard on, on the field.

After our try outs were over, the dude I was pretty much eye fucking, came up to Jenkins and me to introduce himself and some of his teammates. He had one of the most gorgeous smiles I ever seen, that could make anyone fall in love with him instantly. Standing at 6’1, dirty blonde hair, blue eyes, extremely built, and kind of resembling Ryan Gosling.

“Hi, my name is Patrick McCoy, and I am the captain of our team, the Tigers, or as we like to call ourselves, the Bayside Tigers.” Patrick said, while shaking our hands.

Jenkins and I giggled to the reference from Saved by the Bell. He would introduce us to some of his teammates, like Tim and Steve who were a couple, Jackson, Gabriel, and Trevor to name a few. Jenkins and I introduced ourselves and we all just seemed to click right away. Patrick let us know they were looking for two new players, to replace a couple who recently relocated to Austin for work. They asked us if they wanted to join their team, since we had the stuff they were looking for. I was so happy, not only to be playing again, but potentially make new friends. Patrick and the group let us know, they were heading to Barracuda Lounge for a cocktail and asked us to join them.

One cocktail ended up being like 6 or 7 later that night. During that time, I got to know Patrick a little better. He was originally from Cherry Hill NJ, went to school in NYC, before moving to San Francisco for work and a few years ago, moved back to the city. A few hours after hanging out with the new teammates, everyone decided to go home, however, agreeing to meet up this Saturday night at Tim and Steven’s apartment for a team dinner. I was walking home from the bar and feeling tipsy and super horny. I opened the good old Grindr app to see if I could find "a quickie" before heading home, however that faded when Patrick called me, and we chatted until I got home.

By the time I opened the door to the apartment, I decided I was going to take a shower and jerk off thinking of Patrick and then head to bed. To my amazement, when I stepped into the apartment, there was some laughter coming from the rooftop. Thinking that Corey probably had friends over, I decided to take a shower. Once in the bathroom, I turned on the shower and got in. I stood motionless under the shower, having hot water slowly steaming up the bathroom and hitting my body. I closed my eyes and started to stroke my now growing hard cock, thinking about Patrick and how bad I wanted him to go deep inside me. Before long, I was completely lost in thought and stroking myself and playing with my balls under the warm streams of water coming from the showerhead.

I knew I was about to cum, as I slowly placed my forehead on the tile wall and placed my left hand on the wall as well, as jerking my cock got a lot more intense. I would start kissing the wet walls, thinking it was Patrick’s moist lips. I closed my eyes and started moaning, as the sound started to echo in the hot steamy room. My hard throbbing cock, which was leaking a good amount of precum, was moments away from blasting a huge load all over these walls. After another minute, I whimpered as the first stream of cum shot out of my cock and hit the tile walls. With each thrust my cock squirted a good 4 to 5 loads of cum onto the shower walls. I moaned as the last drip came out and I had to catch my breath from the intense organism. I knew right there; I need to sleep with Patrick.

I pulled myself together and rinsed the walls that were full of my cum and cleaned myself up and got out of the shower. After toweling myself off and putting on some grey sweatpants, I still hear people on the rooftop. I decided to be noisy and see what the hell was going on up there. I walked the steel spiral staircase and now was standing in front of the door that led to the rooftop. The door had a good size window to peek outside, facing the hot tub. I pressed my nose and hands onto the window and was caught off guard, what I was about to see.

“What the fuck!” I said under my breath.

There sitting on the edge of the hot tub, with his feet in the water, and his head tilted back with his eyes closed, was famous Italian male model, Leonardo Moretti. The 31-year-old, who graced many covers and worked with Hugo Boss and Armani, was one of Corey’s model friends. His stats were, weighing at 195lbs, standing at 6’1, with brown hair and the most beautiful hazel eyes. However, Leonardo was fully naked, with water dripping down his muscular 8-pack abs, receiving a blowjob from some old guy. The guy was bobbing up and down on Leonardo’s long, but thin uncut Italian sausage. The old guy, probably in his 70’s, was worshipping this Greek god of a specimen cock. I would see the old guy licking the precum that had been sitting right at the tip, which sent shockwaves into Leonardo’s body and a jolt to my cock.

I couldn’t stop myself from what I am seeing, as I swear Leonardo has a girlfriend. The old guy, with his warm, wet mouth, sucking this model’s cock like a hoover vacuum. The slurping sounds kept getting louder and for some weird reason, was turning me on. My cock, starting to grow in my sweatpants and I started to jerk myself watching this. The old guy continued sucking, then opened his mouth extra wide before going all the way down his shaft. I stood there for the next 15 minutes, continuing to stroke my throbbing cock, in ecstasy, waiting to cum, seeing this intense scene.

After a minute, I saw Leonardo tense up, his eyes rolled to the back of his head, and mouthed to his cock sucker, “drain the cum out of me!” After that, Leonardo blew his load into the hungry older guy’s mouth. My Balls and cock, both swollen, led me to blow my load in my sweatpants, with my juices leaking down my leg. The glass on the window was now fogged up from my heavy breathing from my orgasm. I wiped the glass and decided to turn my head right. My eyes, bulged out, to the biggest shock of my life. There, on the patio furniture, was another old man. He was nude as well, bent over, as Corey was slamming his cock into his hole!

In utter shock, I stepped backwards, almost vomiting and falling down the stairs. I quickly ran to my room, looked for my phone and found Angel's number and quickly texted him to meet me after work tomorrow at Walkers in Tribeca. I needed him to tell me what he said the previous weekend. I laid there in the bed, sweating, freaking out, at what I just witnessed. I was CONFUSED, ANGRY, AND HURT! I felt like I had been lied to my whole life. My friend, who I consider my brother, Corey, who this whole-time I thought was straight, was fucking a guy. I needed answers!
I'm so invested in this story, hoping for a three-way between Nick, Corey and Leonardo
 

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Chapter 3

The following morning, I snuck out of the house as fast as I could and couldn’t focus one bit at work. During lunch, Jenkins noticed I wasn’t there and kept asking me if something was wrong. I just came up with some bullshit story that I had some family issues and didn’t want to talk about it. I did ask him if I could sleep over at his place tonight, as I didn’t want to go home tonight. He did inform me that his half-brother was in town, but they had a pullout couch I could crash on. Corey would fly out Saturday, to Iceland, to start filming his first movie. He would be gone for about 3 weeks, and I sent him a quick text that I wouldn’t be home tonight and to have a safe trip.

As I was leaving the office, I let Jenkins know I was at his place around 7pm and walked over to Walkers. When I reached the bar, Angel was already waiting there with a drink in his hand. Lord, did Angel look extremely sexy, wearing a tight white tank top and very fitting soccer shorts on. We ended chatting for an hour, as I was getting to know him. In the daytime, he is a fitness instructor at an upscale gym on the Upper East Side. He dances at a few places on the weekend to make some extra cash, as he is a single dad. They live in a small two-bedroom apartment in Washington Heights. After a drink and me basically hitting on Angel, I finally asked what he meant about Corey.

“So, before you left that morning, you said my roommate isn’t who he says he is, and I should watch out. He is a fucking liar and fraud! What did you mean by that?” Me asked Angel, while looking him deep into his eyes.

“Your boy is a high-end escort; he sleeps with older men for money. I heard from many good sources, that when he was starting his career moving on up, he sold his soul to a bunch of old dudes to get where he is. I would simply watch myself around him, the dude is a total fraud.” Angel told me.

As Angel was telling me this, things started to make sense, especially what happened the night before. I saw something that I would never expect, seeing two older gentlemen getting their rocks off from young and good-looking “straight” guys. I had to leave, since I needed to be at Jenkins by 7. I told Angel I had to go and hopefully I could see him this weekend. As I was walking, my mind was racing at warp speed. I just couldn’t believe it about Cory, was he gay? Why didn’t he ever tell me? Was he only gay for pay? What about his girlfriend?

I couldn’t get the sight of the old guy’s flabby ass out of my mind and seeing Corey’s 9-inch Italian sausage pounding his hole. By the time I got to Jenkins and his boyfriend’s apartment, I asked to use their bathroom. Once in the bathroom, I had to vomit, as I was so sick to my stomach. I told Jenkins something wasn’t agreeing with me from lunch. After the bathroom incident, Jenkins showed me the grand tour of their fabulous $9,000 a month, two-bedroom apartment in Battery Park City. It was a spectacular apartment, with great views overlooking the Hudson and the Statue of Liberty. Honestly, the apartment looked like it came out of a Crate and Barrel catalog. Both he and Juan came from money, and it showed.

Juan was born and raised in Hawaii, standing at 6’3, a former football quarterback during his high school years. He was of Puerto Rican, Scottish, and German descent. He had a nice olive skin complexion like me, but with sparking gorgeous blue eyes. He attended UC Berkeley in California and created a very successful app that Facebook purchased last year for 250 million dollars. He lived in Seattle for a few years, before moving to Atlanta. Since he still ran the company he founded, Facebook wanted him to expand the office in NYC, the reason why they moved here. Jenkins came from a military family, so they moved around a lot growing up, before settling in Seattle. Standing at 5’10, he was of French, English, and Norwegian descent. He is a natural blonde but dyes his hair to be a little darker. While in college in Florida, Jenkins won the lottery, with a cash out of 175 million.

The thing about them, both are extremely smart, especially with their money. They both got into Bitcoin early on and are big on the stock market. Both invested in Google, Facebook, Amazon, Apple early on as well. There is a reason why they can afford this fabulous apartment and their $110,000 G-Class Mercedes, they have parked in the garage. The one big thing I love about Jenkins, he doesn’t flaunt it. He prefers shopping at Old Navy or looking for a bargain at the outlets. He has been teaching me about the stock market recently, since I have no clue how it works.

At the dinner party, Jenkins invited his next-door neighbors and Jenkins half-brother, who was in town, visiting from Portland Oregon. My jaw dropped and I almost choked on my spit when I saw Nathan! Holy Fuckin Jesus Christ! The guy oozed in pure sex! He was beyond stunning, standing at 6’4, beautiful dark brown eyes, he was built like a Greek god. He had dirty long blonde hair and a beard. Typically, I am not attracted to guys like this, but he resembled actor Travis Van Winkle. He was 39 years old and just recently retired as a US Marine Sniper. My cock got instantly hard the moment I laid my eyes on him.

During dinner, I got to know their next-door neighbors as well. Both are first generation Indian Americans, growing up in Jackson Heights. They were both 32 years old and both are well respected and sought out doctors at New York Presbyterian. The wife and I, Anika, who was beautiful, hit it off instantly, and decided to do a little retail shopping the following week. Amit was extremely handsome, just picture Indian model Rohit Khandelwal. They both took care of themselves and were both drop dead gorgeous.

After dinner, I stepped outside to the balcony to smoke a cigarette. As I was leaning on the railing, looking at the clear sky overlooking the Statue of Liberty, Nathan joined me on the balcony. He was leaning backwards on the wall, looking into the sky, while showcasing a massive bulge in his tight jeans. He had a very deep masculine voice, instantly gave me a hard on when he spoke. For the next few minutes, we were talking about our lives, the city, and the weather when Juan popped his head out and asked if we wanted to grab a quick drink at Treadwell Park, a place that serves craft beer and ciders. Nathan informed Juan we will be right in to hold out in a minute and then slapped my back and told me to finish my cigarette. As he walked back inside, I took a quick glimpse at his firm, muscular, bubble butt in the tight jeans he was wearing. As I walked back inside as well, I had to readjust my hard on.

We were at Treadwell for a drink, when Anika and Amit bid goodnight, as they had both had early surgeries tomorrow. Juans and Jenkins after another round, said it was time to call it quits, as Juan needed to get up early to train for his marathon he was going to run in a few weeks. Nathan still wanted to experience the NYC nightlife and asked if I wanted to go to a few more bars. We ended up hitting some bars and lounges around the Financial District. After about 3 hours, I was tipsy from all the hard liquor I drank. Nathan’s choices were whiskey, tequila, beer, and a lot of shots. This guy could handle his liquor and I couldn’t keep up with him. He was loving the attention from women at these bars, I would witness flirting, making out, even them grinding all over his cock.

As we left the last bar, I ended up puking in front of a Starbucks and Nate bought me a slice of pizza and a Sprite. After puking and eating the slice, I sober up quickly. I suggested to him before heading back home to stop at The Boiler Room, a no thrills, dive gay bar, where he would feel comfortable. As we walked in, there were a few people at 2am, some were playing pool, while others were at the bar. Once Nate walked in, everyone stopped what they were doing and were stirring/eye fucking him. I giggled to myself, as they saw this ultra-hot, buff, masculine straight guy walking in. We had had a few beers at the bar before it was about to close. Throughout our visit, people kept touching and caressing Nathan’s huge muscles and biceps.

After the bar closed, we finally decided to go home. When we got back to Jenkins apartment, they already had the pullout couch ready for me. I went to the bathroom to rinse my face and brush my teeth when he came in, turned on the shower and started to strip his clothes off. I desperately tried not to peek in the mirror without him noticing, but I saw a glimpse of his beautiful structural firm hard ass and his Greek goddess of an 8 pack, perfectly hairy torso. I bid him a goodnight and he once again, as he was showering, told me he had a great night and thanked me for coming out with him.

I laid on the pull-out couch, just in my underwear, when Nathan, now only in a towel, still dripping from his shower came into the room. He said the bed could fit us both if I wanted a better night's sleep and he didn’t mind the company and walked away to the bedroom. I would lay there for the next few minutes debating if I should or should not. I decided to get up and join him in the bed, as he scooted over to let me in. The heat from his body was driving me crazy, as I couldn’t sleep one bit. Just then, Nathan turned over and started to talk, facing my back, as I was facing the wall of the bedroom.

“Can’t sleep as well, huh?” he asked me

“No, I am not even that tired.” I responded

Then, there was a hand on my back, and it was running up and down my body, feeling me up in a very seductive and sexual way. I let out a deep breath as his body got closer to mine and moved his hand and now was roaming my chest, touching, and playing with my nipples, then down to my abs, and my belly button, and then down to the waistband of my underwear. My cock instantly got rock hard, as his fingers were slowly pushing my underwear down, to the point, my ass cheeks were exposed. Once my underwear was off, Nathan would lower his hand to my hard and throbbing cock and started to jerk me off. I turned myself around, so we were facing each other, as he still had his hand wrapped around my cock, stroking it ever so slowly, up, and down, and teasing my cock head with his fingers.

Nate whispered into my ear after he seductively bit it, “I am so horny right now, didn’t get any pussy tonight from any of those girls at the bar, let me fuck you? Don't worry, no one will ever know what we did tonight.”

I then turned over, where I was laying on my stomach and my ass in the air. Slowly, Nathan would get on top of me and started to kiss my neck and ears. I started to moan in pleasure, as I felt his wet tongue sliding down from the back of my ear drum to my back. I would finally feel it, his cock, was starting to poke between my ass checks. He would once again whisper into my ear, if I could handle a fat, thick, 10-inch cock in my hole. I would whimper and nodded yes in preparation of him fucking me. At first, he started rubbing his body against mine, having his beer can size of a cock getting harder, and teasing my already eager and hungry hole.

"Just take a deep breath," Nate said, as he now was slowly pushing the head of his cock into my hole.

I took a deep breath, as his huge mushroom head was now starting to stretch my ass. Nathan, being very gentle, slowly pushed more of his cock into my ass, and soon his balls were touching my sweaty cheeks. He would cover my mouth, so I couldn’t moan or scream out loud, not to wake up his brother in the other room. I had never had such a large cock in my ass before, as I could feel his head resting on my prostate, causing my cock to leak a massive amount of precum with the intense sensation. After a few minutes, he started fucking me. Slowly at first, but then he started picking up speed after he saw me grabbing the sheets with my hands, while biting hard into the pillow, from the pleasure I was receiving.

His cock consistently rubbed against my prostate, stretching my hole, making me even hornier than before. I was losing control of the sensation and started to grind my hips into his delicious cock. By this point, the sheets and our bodies were covered in sweat and the room started to smell like pure sex. In the last few weeks, I have been having some great dick recently, but Nate's was the best I ever had?

"You like daddies’ cock, don't you my little slut?" Nathan asked me.

I was moaning like crazy with his seductive questions and the way his huge cock was fucking me, I was no longer unable to control myself. My own cock was dripping precum like crazy with Nathan’s mushroom head constantly rubbing against my prostate. I had never felt pleasure like this. Nathan was now starting to become more physical, grabbing my shoulders and pushing himself in and out at a faster speed. I didn't know how much more my hole could take. After a good 45 minutes of Nate fucking my hole, whispering seductive comments into my ear, I felt him blowing his load inside me. No warning from him, as his cum filled my asshole. He must have dumped what seemed like a gallon of sperm inside me, as he slapped my now burning red hot ass cheeks after the last drop was planted inside of me.

“That was the tightest hole I ever fucked and I have never cummed like that before!” an exhausted Nathan said, while our eyes were locking to one other.

We laid there for a few more minutes, in the soaked sheets. We were trying to catch our breath, as we were both beyond exhausted. I would eventually get up as the sun was starting to rise, to head back to the pullout couch. He both agreed never to tell Juan or his brother what happened. For the first time since meeting Jenkins, I couldn’t brag about my latest conquest since it was his half-brother! As I got up, I kissed Nathan on the check and skipped back to the couch. I passed out quickly, as I didn’t hear Juan rooming around the living room, getting ready to head out for his jog. A few hours passed, and I would wake up to Jenkins cooking breakfast in the kitchen.
 

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Hi everyone! I released chapter 3 and 4 today. Chapter 5, which will come out next weekend, will bill the bog confirmation between the two friends.

Chapter 4

After having breakfast and chilling for a while, I headed home to relax, did laundry, hit the gym, and baked a dessert for tonight’s softball dinner. I knew Corey wouldn’t be home since he kept blowing up my phone all morning, asking where I was, that he was heading to the airport, and if I was mad at him since I kept ignoring all his texts and calls. While doing my errands all afternoon, I looked online for apartments, thinking about moving out and living on my own. In between all of this, I also got texts from Angel, asking if I was going to the bar tonight and from Nathan, saying he wanted to repeat everything from last night. Both guys sent me dick pics of their hard cocks with cum oozing out of them.

It was 7 pm when I arrived at Tim and Steve’s apartment. Everyone from the soft ball team was there and Jenkins even brought Nathan as well, which got me excited. During dinner, we had some good laughs, and everyone kept eye fucking poor Nathan, who was sitting next to me. Every time someone would try to hit on him, he would rub my leg under the table. After we ate, we all gathered outside, since they had a small backyard. Patrick would ask me what my plans were this summer.

“So, Nick, what are your plans this summer? It’s my 30th this coming August and we plan on celebrating it on Fire Island! This asshole Trevor, has decided to bail on us, as he met some Brazilian trick and is going to Brazil instead.” Patrick said while pointing angrily at Trevor, with a sinister, sorry, not sorry laugh.

“I am going to Europe with some of my college roommates this summer. Greece, Italy, Spain, and Portugal.” I informed the group.

“Can I come with you; I do love Europe!” Nathan said to me, wicking.

Patrick went on to say, he was looking for someone to take Trevor’s spot, and that he was going to Cape May for Memorial Day week, to hang out with his friend Cole and his wife.

“You should see Cole, Nick. Cole just screams sex and must be the most beautiful looking guy I ever seen.” Said Gabriel.

Patrick showed Jenkins and I a picture of Cole and holy shit!

“Wow! God damn! I am sorry Nick, he to me is way hotter than Corey and he is a professional model!” Stated Jenkins. He went on to say that Corey Marino, was my best friend and roommate to the group.

“That closeted Homo! Everyone knows he is gay!” Said Tim

“I know people and back in the day, he used to dance at Splash and also was an escort!” Said Jackson

“Never cared for him, Cole is way better looking than Corey in my opinion. He just oozes sex!” Said Gabriel

I will say, Cole was extremely attractive, gorgeous dimples, with dark beautiful olive skin. As the night progressed, the drinks kept pouring and we had a great time. Eventually, Gabriel and Jackson left, Trevor had to go see his new boyfriend, and others on the team started to leave as well. Nathan informed Jenkins when he was getting ready to leave, that he and I would be hanging out again at my rooftop. I didn’t care for Corey’s fuckin rules anymore. Patrick asked if he could tag along, since he had no plans for the rest of the night. On the Uber ride back to the apartment, Angel texted me if he could come over and wanted to bring some of his Go-Go dancer friends with him.

Angel and his friends were having fun on the rooftop, some were in the hot tub, others were chatting with Nathan. I was showing Patrick the apartment and we finally got to my room. Once Patrick stepped in, he closed the door behind him. For a few moments, we stirred into each other’s eyes in silence. My cock started to stir in my underwear, and I can see he also started to get hard. Patrick moved closer to me and put his hands on my cheeks and gently started to massage my temples. Are eyes were now locked with each other and Patrick smiled. He got even closer, and I could smell the vodka coming from his breath, as he planted his smooth wet lips on mine. We started to passionately make out as our hands started to explore each other's bodies. After a few minutes of making out, I pushed back, and we started to take our clothes off. Once we got to our underwear, we slowly took them off at the same time. Once off, our rock-hard cocks flopped out, as our cock heads touched one another, like they were kissing.

I then pushed Patrick onto my bed and tied his hands to the headboard from ties I had in my closet. I told him I be right back, as I went into the kitchen, naked, with a hard on to get whip cream. When I returned to my bedroom, I saw all the glory of a tied-up Patrick on my bed, with his huge, rock hard, and veiny cock saluting me. I got on top of him and started pouring whip cream all over his body. Hovering over him, I started to slowly lick the whip cream from his body. First around the back of his ears, on his neck and then his nipples and finally to his naval. Patrick was huffing and moaning from the sensation of me licking all the whip cream off his body. With his hands tied up, he had no control of the situation and I loved it.

After licking all the whip cream off, I lifted myself up and started to jack off his raging hard on. I slowly raised myself and pushed his legs together, while finally nestling in between his thighs. I slowly lifted myself up and started slowly having my hole entering his awaiting cock. Little by little, my hole kept devouring his Irish cock every few inches, until my cheeks felt his nicely trimmed pubes. I was now hovering over him, and looking intensely into his eyes, as I was going up and down, riding his cock. I covered his mouth with my hand as I tilted my head backwards, as sweat was starting to drip from my forehead. I started to ride him even faster, deeper, resulting in long, deep thrusts, bringing heavy panting and moaning from both of us

I started to whimper and said out loud, "Yes, fuck me baby! Fuck me harder, its feels so good right now!”.

He fucked me and fucked me and kept fucking me! His cock was taking me to another galaxy, as I kept riding him faster and faster. I started to dig my nails into his chest, as I knew both of us were close to exploding! I saw Patrick roll his eyes back as he was moaning, and he started to murmur that he was about to cum. Suddenly, streams of his cum started blasting inside me. He would blast 6 to 7 big loads inside, and it would make me blast my load all over Patrick’s face and chest. I would then lick the cum off Patrick’s face and crash on top of him after untying his hands from the headboards. We would just laid there, all sweaty, panting, and kissing one another.

Just then, Nathan walked in, from shock on his face to utter lust. I would inform him to close the door and to lock it. Both Patrick and I got on the edge of the bed, and we started to feel Nathan's muscular body as we were taking off his clothes ever so slowly. Once we got him only into his underwear, both Patrick and I started to massage his cock through his tight black Calvin Briefs. Patrick was shocked by the massive girth inside, as Nathan’s cock was bursting to be set free from his underwear. We both removed his underwear with our teeth and Patrick got down on his knees and took Nathan’s enormous cock into his mouth. Within seconds, I heard slurping and moaning coming from Patrick, as he was bobbing up and down Nathan's thick huge cock. Drool was instantly coming down from his mouth as you can see, he was having a hard time trying to deep throat the whole thing. I got on my knees and spread Nathan’s ass cheeks, as I stuck my nose into them and took a hit of his scent. I then spat into his tight pink hole, as I started to tease it with my tongue.

After 10 minutes of Patrick sucking his cock and me eating out his hole. Patrick then let Nathan's cock slide out of his mouth, turned over onto his back on the bed, with his butt on the edge and his legs hanging down the end of the bed, spread, making sure Nathan’s knees were between them. Nathan now stood over Patrick and explained with a thirsty tone what he was going to do with him, while holding his enormous cock. Patrick was trembling and whimpering in anticipation of getting fucked hard by Nathan. I would get up and just watch and play with myself, as Nathan was slowly teasing Patrick’s hole with his huge mushroom head, before slowly entering it, a few inches at a time.

Patrick gasped and then sounds of pleasure occurred when Nathan’s cock reached his prostate. Nathan didn’t take it slow, as he started to fuck the shit out of Patrick, pulling is hair, as his balls were slapping against Patrick’s ass cheeks. I was playing with my cock and nipples, watching these two have sex. Patrick begged for him to keep fucking him faster and harder. The sight of these two, was turning me on, as I blew my load all over Nathan's back and ass. I would then lick my cum off Nathan’s sweaty back and slap his ass and then licking my cum off. Nathan kept pounding Patrick for another 15 minutes. Groans and grunting were coming from both, as Nathan had his eyes closed while slapping Patrick’s ass as he kept fucking him. Patrick was holding on to dear life to the bedsheets, his face buried into my bed, as you still could hear him now screaming into the bed of the ruff, but sensational pleasure he was receiving.

Patrick lifted his head as his cock exploded his cum all over my sheets and then I watched Nathan tilt his head backwards and blow his load inside Patrick’s hole. A good 4 to 5 squirts were blasted into Patrick. We would then all collapse to the floor, everyone now was breathing heavily, laughing, and beyond exhausted from the threesome that occurred.

Nathan while playing with my sweaty hair, turned to me, and said, “This weekend has been phenomenal! These past two nights have been magical, you were my first ever with a guy. I have been thinking about it for some time.”

Patrick and I caressed Nathan's chest and I went in and kissed Nathan on the lips. We would lay there, trying to catch our breath and relax. After 15 minutes, Patrick and Nathan got dressed and I gave Nathan my number and told him, whenever he is back in the city, to hit me up. I put on some shorts and walked both men to the door. I then went to the roof, and told anyone who was still there, it was time to go home. I did find out Angel left a while ago, as he left with some chick. After everyone left, I cleaned my room, removed the sheets and took a steamy, hot shower. This past weekend was SO hot, but I was ready for bed, as I was extremely exhausted.

I would wake up hours later with Corey once again hovering over me, this time, our noses were virtually touching.

“What the fuck Corey Angelo Marino! I thought you were in Iceland” I said, while screaming at him and pushing him away.