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Chapter 15: White Dress (Part 1)
I lay in bed on Friday morning, overwhelmed and confused.
Joshua was swimming in the pool.
I heard him splashing in the water, he was probably nude.
The fourth week in Denver had questioned everything I believed in.
The long white dress threw me off even more.
I was fantasizing over Joshua way before the recent events but never had I seriously considered something happening between us.
But now... I had to wonder.
On Sunday morning, he had caught me wearing his jockstrap, fucking myself with his butt plug, sniffing his dirty underwear, and sucking on his cum rag.
Yet, instead of being weirded out, he absolutely loved catching me in this (outrageous) position.
Later, we jerked off side by side on the couch, and then again, he was the one asking me to rub his nipples and to slurp the fresh cum from his deflating dick.
On Monday, we took a hot bath together, I jerked him off and I made him nut.
He did not make any mention of it afterwards, as if this was something very casual to do between friends.
On Tuesday, Joshua was apparently less horny.
He walked around naked, watched television on the couch, his flaccid dick exposed and his bare feet on the coffee table, but he did not ask me to service him.
Too bad... I thought.
I was getting used to it.
My housemate seemed thoughtful.
I imagined that maybe, he was regretting what we had done.
Frankly, Joshua was impossible to read.
Right before we went to sleep, he made the strangest request.
"You know, when you get home before me, you could slide yourself into something more comfortable, in which you'd feel much more like yourself."
I looked down at the pair of loose underwear I was wearing, perplexed.
"Okay... I mean, I do feel pretty much like myself right now."
"Wouldn't it even better if you wore, let's say, a nice pair of jockstraps? I know you love them."
I chuckled nervously.
"I can... But, Josh, I..."
He cut me off. He was dead serious.
"As you're aware, I have a few in my drawer, suit yourself. You'll be more comfortable and I'll have a much better view after a long day at work."
"Why not? I... I suppose I could do that." I stammered.
He smiled, visibly satisfied.
The message was pretty clear although I was lost about Joshua's true intentions.
It was likely that he did not know what he truly wanted himself.
In any case, on Wednesday, I did exactly as he asked. I picked a gray jockstrap in his drawer, something a bit different from the black pair I had already worn, and I waited for Joshua in my revealing outfit.
Just waiting for him got me horny. I was semi-hard all evening.
As soon as I heard the front door open and close, I stood up from the couch to greet him.
It was like the beginning of a very bad scene from an erotic film from the nineties.
Joshua entered the living room, his work bag slung over one shoulder, the ends of his tie loose, he looked up and smirked.
"Damn, Justin... You really did it?"
Was it supposed to be a prank? If it were, that was not funny.
"Of course... I... I like wearing jockstraps so I took the opportunity, just like you said."
"You did good. I'm glad. And you've been waiting for me?"
"I've been watching television."
I tried to sound neutral.
He got rid of his bag and he walked toward me.
My heart was racing. It was so difficult not to be startled by his green eyes and his sexual energy.
"That jock looks hot as fuck on you. Turn around, Justin." He commanded.
I was his puppet.
Let's be clear, I was his very willing puppet.
I obliged; already feeling all fuzzy inside.
"So? On a scale from one to ten?" I asked. "How do I look?"
"A good nine, it fits you perfectly."
I looked back at him.
Joshua had a cocky air of swagger about him.
He approached me, his eyes lingering over my exposed bum between the tight straps, his tongue wetting his lips as he took in the sight.
"Thanks Josh. I'm glad you like it. After all, I should always look presentable in your own home."
I tested him.
"That's right, although... There's still something missing. You could reach a ten out of ten."
I was feeling shivers down my spine.
"And how would I do that? How can I improve my score?"
"Well, your ass looks amazing, that's for sure, but you know, we can always add some jewelry or maybe some sort of an accessory... Right now, it looks kinda..."
I started to see where he was going with that.
"Empty?" I finished his sentence.
Joshua smiled largely.
"See. I've always known you were a smart one. Ever since college!"
I laughed.
He was being stupid.
I let him be though. I played his little game.
"Should I... Should I get the butt plug?"
"Wait here, let me take care of that for you. It's the least than I can do. It's in your room, right?"
I nodded yes and gulped.
"Yes."
Joshua walked upstairs, excited.
I waited for him, holding my breath.
He spent a little more time than expected in my room, I wondered what the hell he was doing in there.
When he came back to the living room, I understood.
He had stripped down and he was stark naked, the butt plug in his hand.
For the record, he was sporting a semi but he was not hard. Not yet.
"Now, this is really gonna be a nice sight!"
"You're serious, Josh?"
"Yeah, I mean, I thought you liked it... A few days ago, I came back, and you were seemingly very much enjoying it. I just want you to be fully comfortable expressing yourself in my home."
"How nice and selfless of you." I teased him.
He had a cheeky grin on his face.
I think we both knew we were mostly roleplaying. Any excuse was a good one to play with our respective limits.
I extended my hand to grab the sex toy but he did not let me have it.
"Let me help you with that. It'll be way much easier to slide it inside if I do it for you."
"Of course. You're right." I bit my lower lip. "How do you want to proceed?"
He was so naughty right there!
"It's not rocket-science, I suppose you could turn around for me."
"Okay..." I did as he said "And then?"
"Yes, just like that. Now bend over the couch and let me take care of the rest for you."
Joshua's voice was crackling with a low, sensual energy that gave every one of its consonants and vowels a tangible weight.
I complied without question.
As you can imagine, the thought of Joshua sliding the plug was a huge turn-on. My asshole would have no difficulty opening up.
Josh ran his hands over my body as I bent over and my chest shuddered, my nipples rising as he traced his fingers over each one.
Funny that it would start there for a plug insertion.
Wrong area, bro!
I smiled at the thought.
Next, he grabbed my hips firmly, his fingers digging into my skin, and then, he knelt down behind me.
He spread my cheeks, taking his sweet time exposing my pink hole.
I heard him spit on his fingers before he spat on my anal ring.
He wetted my asshole, and I jumped a little when the saliva hit my warm skin. Joshua searched my face for a reaction, but he did not get any from me which made him smile.
I was ready for his twisted games.
He gently smacked my ass, his palm firm against my bare flesh.
After that, he slapped each of my cheeks, harder.
"Ah... Fuck, Josh. Is this part of inserting the plug?"
"Impatient or what?" he asked.
"I... I don't know, Josh..."
"Spread your ass for me, let me see that crack wide open."
I grabbed my cheeks and spread, just as he requested.
He started tapping the tip of his fingers against my itching hole.
"Look at you, presenting your ass to me like that. How fucking hot is this? Do you like that, Just? Does it feel good having my fingers caressing you?"
"It does, Josh."
"Hmmm... I bet!"
"It really does."
He stopped playing around with the fingers and he grabbed the butt plug.
"Let's fill you up properly."
Slowly, but surely, he shoved the toy in my asshole that bloomed open, the tight ring encircling the base of the plug.
Until there was a noticeable "pop" signifying that he was breaching in.
The sudden intrusion made me gasp, the sensation of fullness and the coolness of the silicone sending a wave of pleasure through my body.
Most of all, I was turned on by how much Joshua was turned on. He was clearly getting a huge kick out of dominating me, checking out my ass, fingering me...
The man wanted me!
"Oh... Yes..."
"Ah, there we go."
He gently twisted the plug, his other hand spreading my ass cheeks so he could take an even better look.
He squeezed the plug deeper into my ass, Joshua's fingers probing to make sure that it was fully inserted.
I could barely breathe as he did so, my entire body tensed with the sensation.
"Goodness... Josh..."
"You like it in your ass, don't you?"
I moaned, my body shuddering as he worked the plug in and out, his fingers brushing against my balls and making me even harder.
He was twisting it deeper and harder into my ass.
I was not sure of what he was doing at first, but then, it became clear that he was not just inserting the toy, he was fucking me with it!
The feeling was intoxicating, and I could feel my body trembling with desire.
He pulled the plug out a little, then pushed it back in, making me moan.
"Fuck... Josh." I muttered, my head spinning with lust. "I can't take much more of this."
My dick was already at full mast and I had spams running all throughout my body.
"Am I making you feel nice?"
"You are...."
"See... I'm a pro at this."
He then shoved the plug deeper for good, and he abruptly stopped the friction.
Joshua returned to his usual spot on the couch, right next to where I was still bending over.
He turned on the television.
What was he trying to prove?
I was shaken up... and very frustrated.
"Dude?" I called him out.
"What?"
For the record, at this point, and as he put his bare feet on the table again, I have to mention that his cock was rock-hard.
He had loved it as much as I did!
"Is... Is that it?" I asked.
He smiled.
"I mean, what else do you want? You want me to fuck you with my actual cock?"
I was stunned by his answer... And yes, this was exactly what I wanted!
[Chapter 15 continues below]
Chapter 15: White Dress (Part 1)
I lay in bed on Friday morning, overwhelmed and confused.
Joshua was swimming in the pool.
I heard him splashing in the water, he was probably nude.
The fourth week in Denver had questioned everything I believed in.
The long white dress threw me off even more.
I was fantasizing over Joshua way before the recent events but never had I seriously considered something happening between us.
But now... I had to wonder.
On Sunday morning, he had caught me wearing his jockstrap, fucking myself with his butt plug, sniffing his dirty underwear, and sucking on his cum rag.
Yet, instead of being weirded out, he absolutely loved catching me in this (outrageous) position.
Later, we jerked off side by side on the couch, and then again, he was the one asking me to rub his nipples and to slurp the fresh cum from his deflating dick.
On Monday, we took a hot bath together, I jerked him off and I made him nut.
He did not make any mention of it afterwards, as if this was something very casual to do between friends.
On Tuesday, Joshua was apparently less horny.
He walked around naked, watched television on the couch, his flaccid dick exposed and his bare feet on the coffee table, but he did not ask me to service him.
Too bad... I thought.
I was getting used to it.
My housemate seemed thoughtful.
I imagined that maybe, he was regretting what we had done.
Frankly, Joshua was impossible to read.
Right before we went to sleep, he made the strangest request.
"You know, when you get home before me, you could slide yourself into something more comfortable, in which you'd feel much more like yourself."
I looked down at the pair of loose underwear I was wearing, perplexed.
"Okay... I mean, I do feel pretty much like myself right now."
"Wouldn't it even better if you wore, let's say, a nice pair of jockstraps? I know you love them."
I chuckled nervously.
"I can... But, Josh, I..."
He cut me off. He was dead serious.
"As you're aware, I have a few in my drawer, suit yourself. You'll be more comfortable and I'll have a much better view after a long day at work."
"Why not? I... I suppose I could do that." I stammered.
He smiled, visibly satisfied.
The message was pretty clear although I was lost about Joshua's true intentions.
It was likely that he did not know what he truly wanted himself.
In any case, on Wednesday, I did exactly as he asked. I picked a gray jockstrap in his drawer, something a bit different from the black pair I had already worn, and I waited for Joshua in my revealing outfit.
Just waiting for him got me horny. I was semi-hard all evening.
As soon as I heard the front door open and close, I stood up from the couch to greet him.
It was like the beginning of a very bad scene from an erotic film from the nineties.
Joshua entered the living room, his work bag slung over one shoulder, the ends of his tie loose, he looked up and smirked.
"Damn, Justin... You really did it?"
Was it supposed to be a prank? If it were, that was not funny.
"Of course... I... I like wearing jockstraps so I took the opportunity, just like you said."
"You did good. I'm glad. And you've been waiting for me?"
"I've been watching television."
I tried to sound neutral.
He got rid of his bag and he walked toward me.
My heart was racing. It was so difficult not to be startled by his green eyes and his sexual energy.
"That jock looks hot as fuck on you. Turn around, Justin." He commanded.
I was his puppet.
Let's be clear, I was his very willing puppet.
I obliged; already feeling all fuzzy inside.
"So? On a scale from one to ten?" I asked. "How do I look?"
"A good nine, it fits you perfectly."
I looked back at him.
Joshua had a cocky air of swagger about him.
He approached me, his eyes lingering over my exposed bum between the tight straps, his tongue wetting his lips as he took in the sight.
"Thanks Josh. I'm glad you like it. After all, I should always look presentable in your own home."
I tested him.
"That's right, although... There's still something missing. You could reach a ten out of ten."
I was feeling shivers down my spine.
"And how would I do that? How can I improve my score?"
"Well, your ass looks amazing, that's for sure, but you know, we can always add some jewelry or maybe some sort of an accessory... Right now, it looks kinda..."
I started to see where he was going with that.
"Empty?" I finished his sentence.
Joshua smiled largely.
"See. I've always known you were a smart one. Ever since college!"
I laughed.
He was being stupid.
I let him be though. I played his little game.
"Should I... Should I get the butt plug?"
"Wait here, let me take care of that for you. It's the least than I can do. It's in your room, right?"
I nodded yes and gulped.
"Yes."
Joshua walked upstairs, excited.
I waited for him, holding my breath.
He spent a little more time than expected in my room, I wondered what the hell he was doing in there.
When he came back to the living room, I understood.
He had stripped down and he was stark naked, the butt plug in his hand.
For the record, he was sporting a semi but he was not hard. Not yet.
"Now, this is really gonna be a nice sight!"
"You're serious, Josh?"
"Yeah, I mean, I thought you liked it... A few days ago, I came back, and you were seemingly very much enjoying it. I just want you to be fully comfortable expressing yourself in my home."
"How nice and selfless of you." I teased him.
He had a cheeky grin on his face.
I think we both knew we were mostly roleplaying. Any excuse was a good one to play with our respective limits.
I extended my hand to grab the sex toy but he did not let me have it.
"Let me help you with that. It'll be way much easier to slide it inside if I do it for you."
"Of course. You're right." I bit my lower lip. "How do you want to proceed?"
He was so naughty right there!
"It's not rocket-science, I suppose you could turn around for me."
"Okay..." I did as he said "And then?"
"Yes, just like that. Now bend over the couch and let me take care of the rest for you."
Joshua's voice was crackling with a low, sensual energy that gave every one of its consonants and vowels a tangible weight.
I complied without question.
As you can imagine, the thought of Joshua sliding the plug was a huge turn-on. My asshole would have no difficulty opening up.
Josh ran his hands over my body as I bent over and my chest shuddered, my nipples rising as he traced his fingers over each one.
Funny that it would start there for a plug insertion.
Wrong area, bro!
I smiled at the thought.
Next, he grabbed my hips firmly, his fingers digging into my skin, and then, he knelt down behind me.
He spread my cheeks, taking his sweet time exposing my pink hole.
I heard him spit on his fingers before he spat on my anal ring.
He wetted my asshole, and I jumped a little when the saliva hit my warm skin. Joshua searched my face for a reaction, but he did not get any from me which made him smile.
I was ready for his twisted games.
He gently smacked my ass, his palm firm against my bare flesh.
After that, he slapped each of my cheeks, harder.
"Ah... Fuck, Josh. Is this part of inserting the plug?"
"Impatient or what?" he asked.
"I... I don't know, Josh..."
"Spread your ass for me, let me see that crack wide open."
I grabbed my cheeks and spread, just as he requested.
He started tapping the tip of his fingers against my itching hole.
"Look at you, presenting your ass to me like that. How fucking hot is this? Do you like that, Just? Does it feel good having my fingers caressing you?"
"It does, Josh."
"Hmmm... I bet!"
"It really does."
He stopped playing around with the fingers and he grabbed the butt plug.
"Let's fill you up properly."
Slowly, but surely, he shoved the toy in my asshole that bloomed open, the tight ring encircling the base of the plug.
Until there was a noticeable "pop" signifying that he was breaching in.
The sudden intrusion made me gasp, the sensation of fullness and the coolness of the silicone sending a wave of pleasure through my body.
Most of all, I was turned on by how much Joshua was turned on. He was clearly getting a huge kick out of dominating me, checking out my ass, fingering me...
The man wanted me!
"Oh... Yes..."
"Ah, there we go."
He gently twisted the plug, his other hand spreading my ass cheeks so he could take an even better look.
He squeezed the plug deeper into my ass, Joshua's fingers probing to make sure that it was fully inserted.
I could barely breathe as he did so, my entire body tensed with the sensation.
"Goodness... Josh..."
"You like it in your ass, don't you?"
I moaned, my body shuddering as he worked the plug in and out, his fingers brushing against my balls and making me even harder.
He was twisting it deeper and harder into my ass.
I was not sure of what he was doing at first, but then, it became clear that he was not just inserting the toy, he was fucking me with it!
The feeling was intoxicating, and I could feel my body trembling with desire.
He pulled the plug out a little, then pushed it back in, making me moan.
"Fuck... Josh." I muttered, my head spinning with lust. "I can't take much more of this."
My dick was already at full mast and I had spams running all throughout my body.
"Am I making you feel nice?"
"You are...."
"See... I'm a pro at this."
He then shoved the plug deeper for good, and he abruptly stopped the friction.
Joshua returned to his usual spot on the couch, right next to where I was still bending over.
He turned on the television.
What was he trying to prove?
I was shaken up... and very frustrated.
"Dude?" I called him out.
"What?"
For the record, at this point, and as he put his bare feet on the table again, I have to mention that his cock was rock-hard.
He had loved it as much as I did!
"Is... Is that it?" I asked.
He smiled.
"I mean, what else do you want? You want me to fuck you with my actual cock?"
I was stunned by his answer... And yes, this was exactly what I wanted!
[Chapter 15 continues below]
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