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Chapter 4: Suit & Tie (Part 2)

When I left about ten minutes later, Rafael made me promise not to repeat anything he had said to Joshua.

I think he was already regretting talking too much.

He told me that his biggest downfall was his big mouth. I thought his spontaneity was awesome.

I kept my promise though; I did not tell Joshua that he had such a reputation in the company, but honestly, I thought that he had a pretty good idea.

He must have known how sexy he was and the effect he had on people.

Since I went home first, - as I would always do -, I made sure to do some cleaning and have the dinner ready by the time Joshua would come home.

I made burgers since my housemate was in his bulking season.

He did look particularly hot in his suit & tie when I thought back about it.

Since he was still not coming home at 8, and I did not know what do with myself, I went to my room to bust a well-deserved nut.

I had not ejaculated once since I had been living there.

I know, pretty crazy!

The thing was that I did not feel entirely at home.

But after more than 72 hours without spanking the monkey, I had to release some tension.

Besides, I had been accumulating good jerking-off material since I had arrived.

I took off my shirt while climbing the stairs, my pants once I was in my room, and my boxer briefs when I lied down in my bed.

I stroked my cock with my socks on.

I could have used a porn but in this case, the memories would get me going much more.

As always, the souvenir of 20 years-old Josh walking around naked during the frat party first came to mind.

They were mixing with the fresher images of my housemate scratching his balls on the couch or sweating while coming back from a run.

I could barely remember his naked body walking in the corridor the first night though.

I hated myself for not daring a more straightforward look.

Still, it was enough to have me horny... and my dick rock-hard.

My balls were full and I was being stimulated a lot lately.

Not that Joshua was doing anything special, he was just sex on a stick, particularly when he was not trying.

People at work who were only seeing him in his suits or formal shirts were drooling over him... Imagine how I was feeling, living with the damn hunk!

I spat of my uncut dick and I jerked it harder with my right hand.

My left hand was busy playing around my asshole.

I did not finger myself but I rubbed my pucker.

At 33, I knew what I liked and how to pleasure myself.

Unfortunately, I had spent more time jerking off than having sex in my adult life...

I was getting damn close to cum.

I slowed down my pace to appreciate my upcoming orgasm. That would be a big one.

I felt good.

I shut my eyes and thought one last time about Joshua's hairy chest and tempting bulge.

My breathing intensified.

I was getting there and...

"Justin? I'm hoooooome!"

"Ah."

I heard the front door shutting downstairs.

Joshua was back.

FUCK!

Such a bad timing, I was so close, I already was leaking precum everywhere and my stomach was sticky.

Freaking out as if I had been caught by my own mother, I hurried around the room to grab my clothes and put them on.

I was acting like a fool.

What if my housemate understood I was jerking off? Who fucking cared?

We were both adults, we were both men, he certainly was beating his large slab of meat himself, especially when his wife was away.

Still, I wiped my stomach, I hastily put some of my clothes back on and I tried to act normal when I walked down the stairs.

I may have been a little red but whatever.

"Hi, Josh. I... I was working in my room."

I could already tell that the unsolicited justification only made it weirder.

"No problem. You do you, Justin."

I bet he knew what I was truly doing... Unless I was paranoid.

Definitely, this was a possibility.

"How was work?"

"Okay, I guess. We've been having issues with the same client for about a year. It's tedious. Bramman was a bit annoying... Oh nice, you cooked?"

"Of course. Least I can do."

He smiled.

"I could really get used to that. Coming home and just having to slide my feet under the table."

"Jennifer is not cooking?"

"Sometimes, she is... I mean, she's working a lot too."

He had already taken off his jacket but he was struggling with his gray tie.

"Are you okay with that thing?" I mocked him.

"Fucking hell... I... Could you give me a hand?"

"Uh... Sure. Of course."

I walked towards him and realized my hands were smeared with precum.

I prayed that he would not notice when I grabbed the knot of his tie.

"I hate wearing those things but I kinda have to when Bramman is attending the meetings."

I untied the knot.

My fingers were slightly trembling as I brushed against his neck.

I may have lingered a little bit too long, our eyes met and there was definitely a weird vibe in the air.

"I... I think you've got it from here." I mumbled.

Joshua seemed startled for a second.

He quickly came back to his senses though.

"Yeah, thanks. It's so hot too in this house."

"I didn't turn on the air conditioning. Sorry."

"That's fine, I get rid of these clothes as soon as I get back from work generally."

"I get it. I'm the same. I'm always in my underwear when I'm at the apartment."

He checked me out.

"Not today though... That being said, you seem to have taken some things off already. What have you been up to?"

He grinned.

In the hurry, I had not put my underwear back on and my shirt was very poorly tucked in my pants.

I looked like a mess.

I was mortified that he pointed it out.

"I..."

"You didn't have to get dressed again for my arrival. For the time being, it's your home too, you know."

"I... I just... It's not that."

He was unbuttoning his blue shirt, making it even more difficult for me to make any sense.

Why was I such a weak man?

"Okay, cool. Cause I don't intend to be too mindful of that myself. I've never been super modest..."

"You shouldn't be."

He took off the shirt entirely.

His muscular hairy chest was right there. Inches away from me. So close to my hand.

I could have touched it. Rubbed it. Licked it.

I could have sucked on his brown nipples for hours.

I could have made him feel good.

But he did not stop there.

Apparently, for Joshua, feeling comfortable in his own home also meant to take off his pants.

"For real, thanks for the burgers, man. You could have started eating though."

He unbuckled his belt.

He had style, the accessory was the same color as his tie and his shoes.

"I was not that hungry..."

Not for food anyway.

The belt was already hanging on an armchair, and Joshua kept going with his impromptu strip-tease.

"Well, I am!"

He pulled down his tight pants and a miracle happened... Part of his white briefs came down with the pants.

It was flimsy, but it definitely happened.

I saw his dark pubic hair and the base of his thick cock.

Just the base... But Good Lord, it was beautiful and enticing.

Joshua quickly re-adjusted his briefs, - his pubes were still visible though -, and he grabbed the clothes he had just taken off.

The man had once again rendered me speechless.

There was no doubt that I was flustered but Joshua continued to act casually.

"I'll just put these in the laundry basket."

He went into the laundry room.

I tried to calm down during that time.

I fixed my clothes and my erection in my pants.

I really should have worn underwear... My hard-on was way too obvious. I even wondered if there was not a stain on my crotch.

Fuck!

There definitely was one... Precum.

I was the worst kind of perverts.

"Hey, Justin." He called from the other side of the house.

"Yes?"

"Where do you put your dirty clothes, man? There are only mines in the basket."

"Oh, well, I've kept them in my room so far... I didn't want to bother you with it..."

"Dude, that's nonsense, we'll wash everything together."
"You're right."

He came back and smiled at me.

I was hiding my bulge behind the center island of the kitchen.

He was not just wearing regular boxer briefs, these were tighties whities. The sexiest kind.

Joshua Dawson truly looked spectacular.

Rafael would have passed out for sure.

I was very turned on by the flawless and barely nude body standing in front of me.

Okay, I may have not controlled my erection, but at the very least, I refrained from getting down on all fours and crawling towards his prominent bulge.

It was an achievement in itself!

The underwear fit him perfectly, tracing a line up his large thighs and just around his butt.

I caught this as he bent over to check the burgers in the oven.

"So, when are we having dinner? I've told you I'm starving!"

"Me too." I let go in a breath.

"Really? I thought you weren't hungry."

"That was earlier... Now, I definitely am."

[To be continued]
[More chapters of Only Temporary available and many more exclusive stories on Patreon!]

In the end he went another day without ejaculating, what a shame.

 

[Donkdick93]

The Build up is great! Thx!

 

[Jacklang10]

When is the next part dropping?

 

[thehottestmenxx]

When is the next part dropping?

This Sunday for Chapter 5 here on LPSG and chapter 12 on my Patreon.

 

[bugeyes69]

And now, you have me hooked on another of your stories, sigh. Only this time I have to wait for instalments instead of them already being posted, double sigh. Such is life, luckily for me I know from experience it will be well worth the wait. Your stories are always fantastic and I can't wait to see how naughty this one becomes.
As an aside, is your profile pic really you? I have an inquisitive nature, hehe

 

[thehottestmenxx]

And now, you have me hooked on another of your stories, sigh. Only this time I have to wait for instalments instead of them already being posted, double sigh. Such is life, luckily for me I know from experience it will be well worth the wait. Your stories are always fantastic and I can't wait to see how naughty this one becomes.
As an aside, is your profile pic really you? I have an inquisitive nature, hehe

It's defo not me! ahah

 

[jeremyburner]

Highly awaiting next chapter

 

[Alex472]

Esperemos

 

[thehottestmenxx]

ONLY TEMPORARY

Chapter 5: Dirty Briefs (Part 1)

Eventually, I pulled myself together and we were able to have a normal dinner.

That is, I did not completely lose my mind and suddenly jump on Joshua.

I behaved.

I was chatting about work; I was filling his glass of wine; I did not show how much he was turning me on.

That being said, the man was really trying me!

After eating his burger, Joshua collapsed on the couch, his favorite place to chill before bed.

Only dressed in his tighty whities, he was quite alluring.

Just like last time, he put his feet up on the coffee table and after a while, he started scratching his balls.

Although, it looked more like he was just holding his massive nuts, his hand resting in the warmth of his briefs.

God, I wished it was my own hand...

But that was not all.

Joshua also casually bent his left arm behind his head.

It was a double threat: the bulge and the pits.

Or I could have said triple or quadruple threat, his pecs and nipples were on display as well as his abs and hairy legs.

While he was relaxing, I was busy with what had become my new role in the household.

I cleaned the kitchen and did the dishes, only occasionally checking to see what Joshua was up to in the living room.

Would he have been as comfortable if I had been sitting right next to him on the couch?

I thought that he would have.

He did not seem bothered with much.

He was already closing his eyes.

I could lurk longer.

His hand stayed firmly in his tiny underwear, but sometimes, he would move it slightly and I could catch a glimpse of his pubic hair or even some flesh.

Was it foreskin?

I was desperate for a peek at this point.

I had decided to make a move, which, in this case, only meant sitting down next to Joshua, when his phone rang.

Joshua had left his phone in the kitchen so I was closer to answer it.

It really killed the mood, especially when I saw the caller's name.

"Jennifer <3"

Not only the call woke Joshua up, but it snapped me back to reality.

The man was married, what the fuck was I doing?

I felt bad.

I did not even know Jennifer and she had agreed for me to stay in her own house for free... And how was I thanking her?

By checking out her husband and designing strategies to see more of his (generous) anatomy.

"Who's that?" Joshua said, coming behind me.

He saw me looking at his phone.

"Your wife."

"Oh. Let me take that."

I moved away so he could grab his phone.

I swear I did not mean to look at his dick this time around, but it was very much in the way, right under my nose.

While he was massaging his junks, Joshua's cock had definitely grown into a fat semi.

His tight briefs had never looked so full and, up-close, I could see the shape of his penis very clearly.

It looked heavy as fuck.

"Hi, Jen. How are you?"

Joshua smiled at me and walked to his office behind the kitchen to have some intimacy while he was talking with his wife.

It was quite literally a "wake-up call" for me.

What was I hoping for?

I had to stop thirsting over Joshua that much and get a grip.

To that end, I decided to go at it the hard way. I went upstairs, quickly brushed my teeth and I locked myself in my room.

No door semi-opened.

No temptation.

No more wishful thinking.

Well, at least for now.

Jennifer's intervention had finally subdued my hard-on, and considering how horny I was before, it was a real accomplishment.

In my mind, I sneakily nicknamed her Boner Killer.

I truly was an ass.

About thirty minutes later, I heard Joshua coming upstairs.

He went to the bathroom for a shower, - he did not stay very long -, and then, I heard his steps walking in the corridor to his bedroom.

I bet that he was naked.

Just like that, my erection came back and I fell asleep with a stiffed dick between my legs.

*

No need to pretend, my resolution to be a better man did not last very long.

I did try though.

The next morning, when Joshua returned from his run shirtless, in his revealing gray sweatpants, I barely took a look at his crotch and I moved on with my day.

Joshua did not seem to notice anything different.

I was certain that he knew how horned-up he was making me feel, but he did not show it.

He was just his casual self, as always, very thankful for the breakfast I had made and for how I was helping him around the house.

It was my way of paying him, in kind.

The second day at work was rather uneventful and it was very similar to the first one, only, I was even more bored.

I searched for anything they were doing to turn it into a positive action for the environment.

The list was fairly short.

I was literally doing the opposite than what I was supposed to achieve.

I had accepted my fate though. I was a hypocrite giving up on my morals and values for some good money and eye candy.

On the plus side, my good impression of Rafael remained.

He always had something funny to say, especially when he started sharing some of his dating anecdotes.

He was openly dating someone who he referred to as a sugar daddy.

"But you don't need a sugar daddy. You're working, you have a career." I pointed out.

"Justin, I don't have the means to go to Greece whenever I please. Adam does! And he's happy to invite me."

I rolled my eyes.

"You wouldn't like to go to Greece with a guy your own age instead?"

"What for? Have you met Gen Z? They're the worst! And just because he's older, that doesn't mean he doesn't look good or that he isn't cool."

"Fair enough."

He showed me a few pictures of Adam, and indeed, the 42 years-old business man looked handsome, especially in his bathing suits.

I understood why Rafael was so attracted by Joshua.

His "sugar daddy" was not so different, although, my housemate did look ten times hotter.

"See! Why would I say no to a guy like that who wants to treat me well?"

"I'm not judging you. I swear. As long as you're both happy and having fun."

"Trust me, we are! And just so you know, he's pretty open-minded to having me date other people when he's traveling abroad for his work."

Rafael's cheeky smile was baffling.

For a minute there, I even considered this as an invitation.

I mean, I was ten years older than him, I was potentially his style.

The offer was tempting, - especially given my general state of horniness -, but I would not mix work with pleasure. It was way too complicated and my life was already messy enough as it was.

Just like the previous day, I came back from work way before Joshua did.

I retrieved my role of perfect housewife, or rather househusband.

I thought that maybe, I could have a sugar daddy too.

A sexy general counsel who would treat me well in exchange of having me doing some house chores and helping him release some of the tension from his stressful job...

Hmmm...

I forced myself to look at Joshua and Jennifer's wedding pictures in the living room to get my shit together.

I know, if I had to go to this length to stop my mind from imagining things, it meant that I was already too far gone.

Anyway, I decided to do the laundry and I thought that I would get to finally jerk off and cum while the machine would be running.

I would not make the same mistakes of waiting for Joshua to be back meaning that I needed to take care of my blue balls asap.

Not having blown a load in a few days was definitely a factor in the fact that I was seeing sexual hints everywhere.

Even when doing the laundry, I was distracted.

It was fine when I put my own clothes in the washer but things got (again, quite literally) dirty when I grabbed Joshua's clothes.

The pair of pants was fine but starting with the shirt, I got a bit naughty.

I smelt it innocently at first, I recognized the perfume he was wearing but more importantly, I detected his natural scent.

I had to take another good sniff to make sure.

Yes, definitely, it was his raw smell lingering on the fabric!

It turned out that when I smelt the area which was most in contact with his sweaty armpits, the odor was even stronger.

And in this case, stronger meant better.

I popped a hard on while I started acting like a dog, sniffing around.

I put the blue shirt aside, and went for the other one in the basket. The white shirt.

I took another whiff.

"Aaaah..."

In fact, I smothered myself in the shirt to feel Joshua's intoxicating presence all over me.

I had always had a kink for certain clothes, for certain parts of the male body, armpits, feet, nipples, asshole and cock of course. Sweat and men's natural stench were getting me going.

I do strongly believe that despite the thousand years of civilization, we are not so different from our pre-historic ancestors and no more so than the animals around us.

I pulled out my cock and I started stroking while taking another whiff off Joshua's clothes.

[Chapter 5 continues below]

 

[thehottestmenxx]

Chapter 5: Dirty Briefs (Part 2)

I was not thinking, I was just listening to my most primal urges.

It was not like actually feeling him up, but it was close enough.

I could rationalize my behavior too.

I was not hurting anyone; it was the definition of having harmless fun.

Although, quickly enough, the pits and furry chest's scent was no longer enough.

I found more interesting items to play with.

I grabbed a pair of socks, they were supposed to be white but they had turned a dark shade of gray, and I inhaled them to the fullest.

What a pig I was!

In my frenzy, I wrapped one around my hand and used it to stroke my fully hard cock.

Precum started dripping on the sock but who cared? I was about to wash them anyway.

I thought of Joshua's feet on the coffee table.

How shamelessly he was exposing his soles.

How comfortable he was with being around me, barefoot and merely naked.

He knew that I was a gay man but he let me have a look.

He wanted me to appreciate his fit body.

"Hmmm..."

Another whiff. Another head spin.

I could sense his entire body over me.

I was holding on to the few times I had touched him, for a quick hug, or when I had helped him with his tie.

I got out of my own clothes.

I would wash them too.

I had planned to beat my meat anyway so why not doing it right there, in the laundry room?

Hell, Joshua had told me many times that I should feel right at home!

I had to be comfortable in every single room. Hadn't I?

I was only listening to his instructions.

I got naked.

It was warm outside and hot inside the house, but the floor was tiled and cold so I used Joshua's formal shirts, expensive Ralph Lauren's, to sit on them and then lie down buck naked.

At the same time, I was digging for more treasure in the laundry basket.

Another pair of socks, two gray pair of sweatpants, - I spent a couple minutes inspecting and sniffing the crotch area -, a sleeveless tank top.

Intoxicating.

I found another masterpiece. The dark green compression top that Joshua had used for his jogging a couple days prior.

The thing was literally drenched with sweat. It was sticky as hell.

A taste of paradise.

I had to appreciate this as it rightly deserved.

My nose went through the entire fabric. I even put it inside-out so I could smell both sides.

Uff.

That was top-notch perfume.

Raw, masculine, raunchy... So strong too.

The aroma of Joshua's sweat was now embalming the entire room and driving me even crazier.

I suppose that my own fluids were also filling up the laundry room.

I was naked, rolling around in the clothes.

And at the bottom of the laundry basket. I found the final gem in my quest.

The dirty briefs he had worn the day before!

The tighty whities were waiting for me.

I grabbed them while my dick was about to explode.

I had covered my body with shirts, tank tops, socks and sweat pants, but this was the holy grail.

I pushed everything aside to focus solely on the tiny pair of briefs.

It smelt like Joshua's sweaty balls, like his musky asshole, like his fat dripping cock...

I noticed a tiny stain on the front.

Piss? Precum?

I licked it, achieving my transformation into a horny beast.

I was lost in my trance.

In my fucked-up mind, Joshua was on top of me.

I played with my asshole but I felt like he was the one doing it.

I rubbed his briefs all over my face and I felt like he was smashing his junks against me.

"Hmmm."

I slid a finger in my ass.

Just my index.

It tingled, I gave my cock a few more strokes, and I finally nutted.

It was a huge load.

To be fair, the blast was four days in the making.

Thick and warm ropes of cum flew out of my piss slit and sprayed me as well as all the clothes surrounding me.

The jizz kept coming and it hit me on the chin, the lips, the shoulders, it reached the tiles next to me and the wall behind me.

I was having spams all throughout.

I understood why some men love edging themselves so much, in anticipation for the explosive firework.

I chuckled when my orgasm was over.

I was drenched with cum and it was dripping everywhere on my skin.

I straightened up and I looked at the mess I had made.

Wow... And oopsie!

I had not realized how dirty I had been.

It was complete chaos in the laundry room. My cum had stained most of the clothes spread out on the floor.

I stood up to contemplate my filthy work.

I hoped it would not be the day Joshua came home early from work, because I would have had a hard time explaining this.

I did not feel guilty though.

It had been way too enjoyable to feel any type of wrong way about this experience.

Once again, I rationalized.

Those clothes needed cleaning anyway and it was a good method to act on my fantasies without actually making it weird with Joshua.

It would remain my dirty secret.

I needed a shower, but first, I needed to clean that mess.

I finally put the clothes in the washer and I checked if there was any droplet of cum hanging anywhere on the wall.

The problem was, I was still leaking myself and creating more mess.

I started the washing machine, made sure most of the filth was wiped off, and went to the bathroom.

For the first time, I walked through the house naked.

It was a freeing feeling.

I did the exact opposite of what I had done before and carefully avoided looking at Joshua and Jennifer's pictures.

Let's not ruin this moment of bliss.

Since it was only 6 p.m., I decided to take a bath.

It was the right option. The tub was huge, the warm water was washing away my sins, and I could fully relax.

One thing that ejaculating had definitely helped with was making me feel much more clearheaded.

I got out of the bath after nearly thirty minutes, wrapped myself in a towel, and I returned to the laundry room to finish cleaning the mess.

When it was done, I put on my blue Calvin Klein boxers, - I had not forgotten what Joshua had told me about not wearing too much clothing around the house -, and prepared dinner.

I opted for chicken that evening.

When Joshua came back around 8 p.m., the clothes were already in the drier and the dinner was almost ready.

"You treat me too good, man. That's dangerous, I'm gonna want you to be there all the time."

"For what? To be your personal maid?"

"Why not?"

I bit my lip.

"What would Jennifer think about that?"

"She'd probably be happy. We wouldn't have any reason to fight over the chores around the house."

He was not wearing a tie that evening but he looked handsome nonetheless.

Just like the day before, he stripped a couple of minutes after having walked inside the house.

I was only in my underwear but I could watch the show without sporting an immediate and obvious erection.

See, that jerk off session had truly been helpful!

For once, I could actually hold a normal conversation despite having Joshua wandering around in his tight briefs before my eyes.

Better than that, we actually watched sports together on the couch.

And by that, I mean that he was watching American football when I was watching him...

Like always, he was resting his feet on the coffee table and mindlessly feeling his junks.

We were sitting side by side on the sofa for the first time.

It would be lying to say that I did not feel all fuzzy inside, but I controlled myself and my raging cock.

It was worth it, before the end of the game, I felt Joshua's head slowly sliding towards me until it fell on my shoulder.

The hunk was falling asleep.

He did not have his hand on his black briefs but, for the life of me, I could swear that his bulge was getting fuller by the minute, as if he was getting hard in his sleep.

The football game was over.

It had been a boring match, even by Joshua's standards when he talked to me about it the next day, but the content I was personally watching was riveting.

I did not do anything.

I did not put my hand on his chest, I did not lean over to slurp on his nipples or feel his dick hardening in my mouth.

I stayed still but I enjoyed every second.

Joshua, his head lying comfortably on my shoulder, began to snore.

I felt his breathing on my bare chest.

Did he realize how close we were in that instant? We looked like a couple.

Unfortunately, it did not last for long.

Joshua did not fall deeply asleep. He woke up rather quickly, yawned and straightened up.

To make it less awkward, I pretended that I had been semi-asleep myself, shutting my eyes.

He squeezed my thigh.

It incidentally sent sparks in my belly.

"Wakey, wakey."

I played the part of a guy waking up, I was a mediocre actor.

"Hey, Josh."

"Hey, Justin. I think we're falling asleep. The game is over. We'd better go to bed."

"Damn. You're right. What time is it?"

"Eleven."

I held onto his own thigh to help me stand up.

He did not react.

He stretched his arms in the air, - God, that live whiff of his pits was everything! -, and he stood up as well.

"I'll go upstairs then. Good night, Justin."

"Yeah... Good night, Josh."

His semi was still there, definitely bulging in his briefs.

What a temptation he was.

I glanced at his bum disappearing in the stairs as I walked to the kitchen to pour myself a glass of tap water.

Sorry, Jennifer, your husband was too damn delicious to ignore.

[To be continued]
[More chapters of Only Temporary available and many more exclusive stories on Patreon!]

 

[mGlottalstop]

Not ashamed to admit I let out an audible moan when he finally found the briefs at the bottom of the laundry pile!

 

[michaelnola]

Chapter 5: Dirty Briefs (Part 2)

I was not thinking, I was just listening to my most primal urges.

It was not like actually feeling him up, but it was close enough.

I could rationalize my behavior too.

I was not hurting anyone; it was the definition of having harmless fun.

Although, quickly enough, the pits and furry chest's scent was no longer enough.

I found more interesting items to play with.

I grabbed a pair of socks, they were supposed to be white but they had turned a dark shade of gray, and I inhaled them to the fullest.

What a pig I was!

In my frenzy, I wrapped one around my hand and used it to stroke my fully hard cock.

Precum started dripping on the sock but who cared? I was about to wash them anyway.

I thought of Joshua's feet on the coffee table.

How shamelessly he was exposing his soles.

How comfortable he was with being around me, barefoot and merely naked.

He knew that I was a gay man but he let me have a look.

He wanted me to appreciate his fit body.

"Hmmm..."

Another whiff. Another head spin.

I could sense his entire body over me.

I was holding on to the few times I had touched him, for a quick hug, or when I had helped him with his tie.

I got out of my own clothes.

I would wash them too.

I had planned to beat my meat anyway so why not doing it right there, in the laundry room?

Hell, Joshua had told me many times that I should feel right at home!

I had to be comfortable in every single room. Hadn't I?

I was only listening to his instructions.

I got naked.

It was warm outside and hot inside the house, but the floor was tiled and cold so I used Joshua's formal shirts, expensive Ralph Lauren's, to sit on them and then lie down buck naked.

At the same time, I was digging for more treasure in the laundry basket.

Another pair of socks, two gray pair of sweatpants, - I spent a couple minutes inspecting and sniffing the crotch area -, a sleeveless tank top.

Intoxicating.

I found another masterpiece. The dark green compression top that Joshua had used for his jogging a couple days prior.

The thing was literally drenched with sweat. It was sticky as hell.

A taste of paradise.

I had to appreciate this as it rightly deserved.

My nose went through the entire fabric. I even put it inside-out so I could smell both sides.

Uff.

That was top-notch perfume.

Raw, masculine, raunchy... So strong too.

The aroma of Joshua's sweat was now embalming the entire room and driving me even crazier.

I suppose that my own fluids were also filling up the laundry room.

I was naked, rolling around in the clothes.

And at the bottom of the laundry basket. I found the final gem in my quest.

The dirty briefs he had worn the day before!

The tighty whities were waiting for me.

I grabbed them while my dick was about to explode.

I had covered my body with shirts, tank tops, socks and sweat pants, but this was the holy grail.

I pushed everything aside to focus solely on the tiny pair of briefs.

It smelt like Joshua's sweaty balls, like his musky asshole, like his fat dripping cock...

I noticed a tiny stain on the front.

Piss? Precum?

I licked it, achieving my transformation into a horny beast.

I was lost in my trance.

In my fucked-up mind, Joshua was on top of me.

I played with my asshole but I felt like he was the one doing it.

I rubbed his briefs all over my face and I felt like he was smashing his junks against me.

"Hmmm."

I slid a finger in my ass.

Just my index.

It tingled, I gave my cock a few more strokes, and I finally nutted.

It was a huge load.

To be fair, the blast was four days in the making.

Thick and warm ropes of cum flew out of my piss slit and sprayed me as well as all the clothes surrounding me.

The jizz kept coming and it hit me on the chin, the lips, the shoulders, it reached the tiles next to me and the wall behind me.

I was having spams all throughout.

I understood why some men love edging themselves so much, in anticipation for the explosive firework.

I chuckled when my orgasm was over.

I was drenched with cum and it was dripping everywhere on my skin.

I straightened up and I looked at the mess I had made.

Wow... And oopsie!

I had not realized how dirty I had been.

It was complete chaos in the laundry room. My cum had stained most of the clothes spread out on the floor.

I stood up to contemplate my filthy work.

I hoped it would not be the day Joshua came home early from work, because I would have had a hard time explaining this.

I did not feel guilty though.

It had been way too enjoyable to feel any type of wrong way about this experience.

Once again, I rationalized.

Those clothes needed cleaning anyway and it was a good method to act on my fantasies without actually making it weird with Joshua.

It would remain my dirty secret.

I needed a shower, but first, I needed to clean that mess.

I finally put the clothes in the washer and I checked if there was any droplet of cum hanging anywhere on the wall.

The problem was, I was still leaking myself and creating more mess.

I started the washing machine, made sure most of the filth was wiped off, and went to the bathroom.

For the first time, I walked through the house naked.

It was a freeing feeling.

I did the exact opposite of what I had done before and carefully avoided looking at Joshua and Jennifer's pictures.

Let's not ruin this moment of bliss.

Since it was only 6 p.m., I decided to take a bath.

It was the right option. The tub was huge, the warm water was washing away my sins, and I could fully relax.

One thing that ejaculating had definitely helped with was making me feel much more clearheaded.

I got out of the bath after nearly thirty minutes, wrapped myself in a towel, and I returned to the laundry room to finish cleaning the mess.

When it was done, I put on my blue Calvin Klein boxers, - I had not forgotten what Joshua had told me about not wearing too much clothing around the house -, and prepared dinner.

I opted for chicken that evening.

When Joshua came back around 8 p.m., the clothes were already in the drier and the dinner was almost ready.

"You treat me too good, man. That's dangerous, I'm gonna want you to be there all the time."

"For what? To be your personal maid?"

"Why not?"

I bit my lip.

"What would Jennifer think about that?"

"She'd probably be happy. We wouldn't have any reason to fight over the chores around the house."

He was not wearing a tie that evening but he looked handsome nonetheless.

Just like the day before, he stripped a couple of minutes after having walked inside the house.

I was only in my underwear but I could watch the show without sporting an immediate and obvious erection.

See, that jerk off session had truly been helpful!

For once, I could actually hold a normal conversation despite having Joshua wandering around in his tight briefs before my eyes.

Better than that, we actually watched sports together on the couch.

And by that, I mean that he was watching American football when I was watching him...

Like always, he was resting his feet on the coffee table and mindlessly feeling his junks.

We were sitting side by side on the sofa for the first time.

It would be lying to say that I did not feel all fuzzy inside, but I controlled myself and my raging cock.

It was worth it, before the end of the game, I felt Joshua's head slowly sliding towards me until it fell on my shoulder.

The hunk was falling asleep.

He did not have his hand on his black briefs but, for the life of me, I could swear that his bulge was getting fuller by the minute, as if he was getting hard in his sleep.

The football game was over.

It had been a boring match, even by Joshua's standards when he talked to me about it the next day, but the content I was personally watching was riveting.

I did not do anything.

I did not put my hand on his chest, I did not lean over to slurp on his nipples or feel his dick hardening in my mouth.

I stayed still but I enjoyed every second.

Joshua, his head lying comfortably on my shoulder, began to snore.

I felt his breathing on my bare chest.

Did he realize how close we were in that instant? We looked like a couple.

Unfortunately, it did not last for long.

Joshua did not fall deeply asleep. He woke up rather quickly, yawned and straightened up.

To make it less awkward, I pretended that I had been semi-asleep myself, shutting my eyes.

He squeezed my thigh.

It incidentally sent sparks in my belly.

"Wakey, wakey."

I played the part of a guy waking up, I was a mediocre actor.

"Hey, Josh."

"Hey, Justin. I think we're falling asleep. The game is over. We'd better go to bed."

"Damn. You're right. What time is it?"

"Eleven."

I held onto his own thigh to help me stand up.

He did not react.

He stretched his arms in the air, - God, that live whiff of his pits was everything! -, and he stood up as well.

"I'll go upstairs then. Good night, Justin."

"Yeah... Good night, Josh."

His semi was still there, definitely bulging in his briefs.

What a temptation he was.

I glanced at his bum disappearing in the stairs as I walked to the kitchen to pour myself a glass of tap water.

Sorry, Jennifer, your husband was too damn delicious to ignore.

[To be continued]
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Chapter 5: Dirty Briefs (Part 2)

I was not thinking, I was just listening to my most primal urges.

It was not like actually feeling him up, but it was close enough.

I could rationalize my behavior too.

I was not hurting anyone; it was the definition of having harmless fun.

Although, quickly enough, the pits and furry chest's scent was no longer enough.

I found more interesting items to play with.

I grabbed a pair of socks, they were supposed to be white but they had turned a dark shade of gray, and I inhaled them to the fullest.

What a pig I was!

In my frenzy, I wrapped one around my hand and used it to stroke my fully hard cock.

Precum started dripping on the sock but who cared? I was about to wash them anyway.

I thought of Joshua's feet on the coffee table.

How shamelessly he was exposing his soles.

How comfortable he was with being around me, barefoot and merely naked.

He knew that I was a gay man but he let me have a look.

He wanted me to appreciate his fit body.

"Hmmm..."

Another whiff. Another head spin.

I could sense his entire body over me.

I was holding on to the few times I had touched him, for a quick hug, or when I had helped him with his tie.

I got out of my own clothes.

I would wash them too.

I had planned to beat my meat anyway so why not doing it right there, in the laundry room?

Hell, Joshua had told me many times that I should feel right at home!

I had to be comfortable in every single room. Hadn't I?

I was only listening to his instructions.

I got naked.

It was warm outside and hot inside the house, but the floor was tiled and cold so I used Joshua's formal shirts, expensive Ralph Lauren's, to sit on them and then lie down buck naked.

At the same time, I was digging for more treasure in the laundry basket.

Another pair of socks, two gray pair of sweatpants, - I spent a couple minutes inspecting and sniffing the crotch area -, a sleeveless tank top.

Intoxicating.

I found another masterpiece. The dark green compression top that Joshua had used for his jogging a couple days prior.

The thing was literally drenched with sweat. It was sticky as hell.

A taste of paradise.

I had to appreciate this as it rightly deserved.

My nose went through the entire fabric. I even put it inside-out so I could smell both sides.

Uff.

That was top-notch perfume.

Raw, masculine, raunchy... So strong too.

The aroma of Joshua's sweat was now embalming the entire room and driving me even crazier.

I suppose that my own fluids were also filling up the laundry room.

I was naked, rolling around in the clothes.

And at the bottom of the laundry basket. I found the final gem in my quest.

The dirty briefs he had worn the day before!

The tighty whities were waiting for me.

I grabbed them while my dick was about to explode.

I had covered my body with shirts, tank tops, socks and sweat pants, but this was the holy grail.

I pushed everything aside to focus solely on the tiny pair of briefs.

It smelt like Joshua's sweaty balls, like his musky asshole, like his fat dripping cock...

I noticed a tiny stain on the front.

Piss? Precum?

I licked it, achieving my transformation into a horny beast.

I was lost in my trance.

In my fucked-up mind, Joshua was on top of me.

I played with my asshole but I felt like he was the one doing it.

I rubbed his briefs all over my face and I felt like he was smashing his junks against me.

"Hmmm."

I slid a finger in my ass.

Just my index.

It tingled, I gave my cock a few more strokes, and I finally nutted.

It was a huge load.

To be fair, the blast was four days in the making.

Thick and warm ropes of cum flew out of my piss slit and sprayed me as well as all the clothes surrounding me.

The jizz kept coming and it hit me on the chin, the lips, the shoulders, it reached the tiles next to me and the wall behind me.

I was having spams all throughout.

I understood why some men love edging themselves so much, in anticipation for the explosive firework.

I chuckled when my orgasm was over.

I was drenched with cum and it was dripping everywhere on my skin.

I straightened up and I looked at the mess I had made.

Wow... And oopsie!

I had not realized how dirty I had been.

It was complete chaos in the laundry room. My cum had stained most of the clothes spread out on the floor.

I stood up to contemplate my filthy work.

I hoped it would not be the day Joshua came home early from work, because I would have had a hard time explaining this.

I did not feel guilty though.

It had been way too enjoyable to feel any type of wrong way about this experience.

Once again, I rationalized.

Those clothes needed cleaning anyway and it was a good method to act on my fantasies without actually making it weird with Joshua.

It would remain my dirty secret.

I needed a shower, but first, I needed to clean that mess.

I finally put the clothes in the washer and I checked if there was any droplet of cum hanging anywhere on the wall.

The problem was, I was still leaking myself and creating more mess.

I started the washing machine, made sure most of the filth was wiped off, and went to the bathroom.

For the first time, I walked through the house naked.

It was a freeing feeling.

I did the exact opposite of what I had done before and carefully avoided looking at Joshua and Jennifer's pictures.

Let's not ruin this moment of bliss.

Since it was only 6 p.m., I decided to take a bath.

It was the right option. The tub was huge, the warm water was washing away my sins, and I could fully relax.

One thing that ejaculating had definitely helped with was making me feel much more clearheaded.

I got out of the bath after nearly thirty minutes, wrapped myself in a towel, and I returned to the laundry room to finish cleaning the mess.

When it was done, I put on my blue Calvin Klein boxers, - I had not forgotten what Joshua had told me about not wearing too much clothing around the house -, and prepared dinner.

I opted for chicken that evening.

When Joshua came back around 8 p.m., the clothes were already in the drier and the dinner was almost ready.

"You treat me too good, man. That's dangerous, I'm gonna want you to be there all the time."

"For what? To be your personal maid?"

"Why not?"

I bit my lip.

"What would Jennifer think about that?"

"She'd probably be happy. We wouldn't have any reason to fight over the chores around the house."

He was not wearing a tie that evening but he looked handsome nonetheless.

Just like the day before, he stripped a couple of minutes after having walked inside the house.

I was only in my underwear but I could watch the show without sporting an immediate and obvious erection.

See, that jerk off session had truly been helpful!

For once, I could actually hold a normal conversation despite having Joshua wandering around in his tight briefs before my eyes.

Better than that, we actually watched sports together on the couch.

And by that, I mean that he was watching American football when I was watching him...

Like always, he was resting his feet on the coffee table and mindlessly feeling his junks.

We were sitting side by side on the sofa for the first time.

It would be lying to say that I did not feel all fuzzy inside, but I controlled myself and my raging cock.

It was worth it, before the end of the game, I felt Joshua's head slowly sliding towards me until it fell on my shoulder.

The hunk was falling asleep.

He did not have his hand on his black briefs but, for the life of me, I could swear that his bulge was getting fuller by the minute, as if he was getting hard in his sleep.

The football game was over.

It had been a boring match, even by Joshua's standards when he talked to me about it the next day, but the content I was personally watching was riveting.

I did not do anything.

I did not put my hand on his chest, I did not lean over to slurp on his nipples or feel his dick hardening in my mouth.

I stayed still but I enjoyed every second.

Joshua, his head lying comfortably on my shoulder, began to snore.

I felt his breathing on my bare chest.

Did he realize how close we were in that instant? We looked like a couple.

Unfortunately, it did not last for long.

Joshua did not fall deeply asleep. He woke up rather quickly, yawned and straightened up.

To make it less awkward, I pretended that I had been semi-asleep myself, shutting my eyes.

He squeezed my thigh.

It incidentally sent sparks in my belly.

"Wakey, wakey."

I played the part of a guy waking up, I was a mediocre actor.

"Hey, Josh."

"Hey, Justin. I think we're falling asleep. The game is over. We'd better go to bed."

"Damn. You're right. What time is it?"

"Eleven."

I held onto his own thigh to help me stand up.

He did not react.

He stretched his arms in the air, - God, that live whiff of his pits was everything! -, and he stood up as well.

"I'll go upstairs then. Good night, Justin."

"Yeah... Good night, Josh."

His semi was still there, definitely bulging in his briefs.

What a temptation he was.

I glanced at his bum disappearing in the stairs as I walked to the kitchen to pour myself a glass of tap water.

Sorry, Jennifer, your husband was too damn delicious to ignore.

[To be continued]
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Is it possible to use Ai to generate what the characters would look like. Just like what you did for the other story?

 

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I joined your patreon and I was wondering what happened to some of your old stories like wrestling team gone wild and from homophobe to homo

 

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Great so far…. Keen to find out what Justin thinks when he sees Josh finally naked

 

[thehottestmenxx]

Great so far…. Keen to find out what Justin thinks when he sees Josh finally naked

Is this a spoiler on future chapters if I say that he will NOT be disappointed? ahah

 

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Excelente , como siempre !!

 

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Chapter 6 will be released here tomorrow, and chapter 13 will be released on Patreon (https://www.patreon.com/c/thomaslodge ) tomorrow!

 

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Chapter 6: Orange Speedos (Part 1)

More or less, I tried not to fantasize on my (married) housemate too frequently or too openly.

Sure, he was handsome, fit, and very charismatic, but he was taken and Joshua and his wife had been nothing but gracious to me.

After my jerk-off session in the laundry room on Tuesday, the week continued without any major incident.

Work was okay even though boring, we were getting into a routine at home, and I was feeling much more at ease with the whole situation.

Sure, I had to hide many spontaneous erections when I was spending time with Josh, - the guy never wore more than tight briefs inside the house -, but aside from that, everything was going pretty smoothly.

On Friday morning, I was woken up by a splash.

The literal sound of someone playing with water.

I had gotten used to my new environment and normally, the neighborhood was really quiet, especially this early in the morning.

I was confused and slightly annoyed to be awakened at 7 a.m. when I could have slept for an additional hour.

For the first time, I had slept stark naked.

I was not at the point of wandering around the house in the buff, but in the intimacy of my bedroom, I was fully comfortable.

There were more splashing sounds and it woke me up for good.

Curious, I took off the mask I was wearing to sleep and I looked through my window that led to the backyard.

I was ready to get mad at some random kids playing outside when I was offered a completely different view.

The first thing that caught my attention as I rubbed my eyes was a bright orange spot.

I took a closer look.

I had heard a splash, indeed.

Joshua was in the pool, doing laps first thing in the morning, his orange speedos going from one end to the other as he was swimming front crawl from one ledge to the other.

The swimming pool was not that large but it was big enough for it to be possible.

Busy with work, we had not used the pool since I had gotten there. I had even forgotten about the possibility of having a dive.

Since Joshua was swimming the crawl, I could only see his back.

His broad shoulders were working at full regime but my eyes were quickly drawn to another part of his sculptural body.

Despite the splatters of water around his waist, his ass was standing out thanks to the attention-seeking speedos Joshua had chosen.

I thought only gay guys were wearing this kind of super revealing trunks, but it made sense to wear tight speedos when one was swimming as a work-out and not just for fun.

I thought about the Olympic divers and how hot they were all looking. Oh, Tom Daley, I will never forget you...

Boring broad shorts were not really suited for athletic swimming.

And I was glad!

Those speedos were just perfect, and when Joshua took a break on the ledge of the pool, I realized that they were slightly too small for his fat ass.

Ever so slightly, but still visible form my second-floor window, Joshua's hairy crack was sticking out from the swim suit.

A bushy dark and wet hair at the base of his back was running down the speedos.

I could only see the top of the crack but it was enough to get me going.

I had not paid attention to my morning wood until that point but it quickly became impossible to ignore.

Joshua looked like he was coming straight from a magazine as he jumped over the ledge to sit.

He was taking a short break.

I had a clear view of his bulge for the first time. He was packing for sure, but it was the bushy hair coming out from each side of the front of his thigh speedos which was driving me crazy.

My cock throbbed at the sight, demanding my attention.

The show was not over.

Joshua leaned over to grab a water bottle.

Under every angle, his wet body looked stunning.

I made sure that he could not see me, staying on one side of the window, but my caution was unnecessary as he never looked up.

After drinking some water, he dove back inside the water.

He continued swimming front crawl -- he was rather good at it.

I was mesmerized by his peachy ass being slightly immerged in the water and then out.

That was the kind of shit I was happy to be woken up by!

Without really processing what I was doing, I started caressing myself.

It was only natural when someone else was turning you on so much... Even though, Joshua was doing it so effortlessly, without even trying.

I guess this partly was what was making him so sexy.

After about ten minutes, he took another break.

Swimming was one of the most intense exercises and I admired his stamina, on top of admiring his muscles.

He drank some more water, patted his own pecs and thighs, deliciously readjusted the cock in his speedos, and he got right back at it.

"Hmmm."

A droplet of precum slid from my cockhead to my balls.

I was really doing it then, jerking off while watching Joshua.

He tried another type of swimming with the backstroke. He could not see me, too focused on his work-out, but his strong body was now facing me.

Between the juicy butt and the enticing front, it was hard to say what I liked most.

Both sides made my dick rock-hard.

After another intense ten minutes, he finally got out of the water for the last time.

I had been edging myself for the same duration.

When you think about it, I was also showing some stamina!

I thought the little peep show was over and I considered running to the bathroom to cum in the privacy of the shower but Joshua was not done teasing me.

It was time to stretch out.

It was only logical after that much efforts...

I got worried at first because he started rolling his head on his neck out of my sight, but thank Goodness, he returned right next to the pool on his white towel to stretch his arms and legs.

In fact, he was exactly at the right spot for me to enjoy the entire post-workout session.

He started with his arms that he stretched in the air.

His wet armpits were the cause of more precum dripping on my balls.

I was furiously beating my meat at this point.

He continued by bending over in an attempt to touch his toes with his fingers.

He was not that flexible but who cares?

The speedos seemed to be slightly sliding down or maybe it had been happening for a while, but in any case, while he was in this position, not only his rump had never looked that massive, - which was definitely a plus in my book -, but much more of his hairy ass crack was now on display.

You bet that I was about to cum!

I had been pretty reasonable for the last few days, but my heart (and my libido) could only take so much.

Water trickled down his back and finished its course inside his inviting crack.

If there was a Heaven, and if I were to ever be admitted there, - granted, at this stage of my life, access was definitely not guaranteed for me -, that was what the angel welcoming me would look like.

Joshua Dawson in his poorly adjusted orange speedos, letting me witness much more than intended.

I could have nutted right there but for some reason, I wanted to keep the juice in my balls until the very end of the performance.

My oblivious model had already surprised me a few times, maybe, he had one last bombshell in store before the end of the show?

After the stretching, he sat down on the ledge of the pool for a couple of minutes, his feet dipped in the water.

I took a breathing as well.

Joshua looked so serene.

I noticed that he was not wearing his wedding ring. He had taken it off before diving into the pool.

He readjusted his balls in his speedos once more and strangely, he pulled on the waistband to make it bounced on his skin.

As if he was checking how tight the swimsuit really was.

Answer was easy: it was pretty damn tight!

He bent down again to pick up the towel from the floor, and that was the moment my patience was rewarded.

He dried his chest and part of his legs with the towel, but then he took off his speedos!

Josh got entirely naked in his backyard.

Mind you, his neighbors could not see anything because of the hedge around his house.

In fact, only a guy looking from the window of the guest bedroom could have taken a peek...

Lucky me!

In these circumstances, I assumed that it was not the first time Joshua was taking everything off in the outside.

Good for him, you have to let your balls breathe from time to time, especially when they had been trapped and smashed in a tight pair of speedos like that!

I cannot find the words to accurately describe how good my housemate looked in his tight, one size too small, bright orange speedos but there was one thing which was even better than that: when Joshua was completely nude.

He turned his back on me so I could not see his cock, - although, it seemed to be dangling on the front -, but I had a full view of his buns and just like I had imagined it, the very hairy and dark crack in the middle.

Sweet Jesus, let me drown in that ass!

See, that was the kind of thoughts which, I supposed, may have compromised my access to Heaven.

Joshua continued drying himself, only stark naked this time around.

He started with his junks but I could not see anything aside from maybe a shadow of his large member on the light gray pool deck, he kept going by running the towel on both of his feet, and he ended with a good rub of his backside.

He took his sweet time rubbing part of the towel in the middle of his crack.

So much so, I could swear that I caught a glimpse of a pinkish asshole.

There, I shot my loads.

The first stream flying right into my chin surprised me and almost made me lose my balance.

The rest of my loads were sprayed all over my chest.

Outside, Joshua was blissfully unaware and he was wrapping the towel around his waist.

He grabbed his speedos and he walked back inside the house.

I was left there, with all that jizz dripping on me.

I realized that I did not even have any tissue in my room to clean the mess.

In all fairness, it was not that bad because I could use something else.

My own mouth!

From as far I could remember, I had been casually swallowing my own spunk.

Not that I would always do it, but sometimes, it was just more practical that way, or when I was feeling particularly thirsty... Or horny.

Trust me, that morning, I was!

I drank most of my creamy jizz avidly and I only used an old sock to make sure that I did not look wet anywhere.

The sperm was quite thick in my mouth; this had been an A+ nut.

[Chapter 6 continues below]

 

[thehottestmenxx]

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Chapter 6: Orange Speedos (Part 2)

I got into a pair of loose underwear with the intention to go directly to the bathroom.

But as I walked down the corridor, I bumped into Joshua. He was coming out of the stairs.

When I say bump, it is quite literally this case. We collided. I felt his cock against mine.

Our shared clumsiness made the both of us laugh.

"Hey, good morning, Justin."

He was still wrapped in his damn towel, holding his orange trunks in one hand.

"Hi, Josh. Always an early bird, aren't you?"

"Yeah. I was in the pool actually. I hope I haven't woken you up."

"No... Not really, I heard something but..."

"It's really hot today. You can tell summer is coming."

"Let's call Jon Snow to tell him the good news!"

He looked at me perplexed.

Joshua was apparently not a fan of Game of Thrones.

"Forget it, a TV show reference."

"Aside from sports, I don't watch much television."

"You don't have to make that face, not everyone has to be as nerdy as I am."

He chuckled.

"Damn right. You were going to the bathroom?"

"Yeah, but I'm not in a hurry, you can go first."

"It's just that I feel like I'm smelling like pool chlorine."

"I know what you mean. Go ahead. I'll go after you."

"If you're in a hurry, you can use the bathtub while I use the shower?"

He winked at me and honestly, I had no idea if he was serious or not.

He was already turning on his heels to get to the bathroom.

"I... I'll just have something to eat downstairs for now."

"Suit yourself."

He unwrapped the towel before shutting the door entirely. I had another glimpse of his bare ass.

Joshua was serving me that day and I was not leaving any crumb.

And this was not just a figure of speech.

Another surprise was waiting for me in the kitchen.

For once, Joshua had made pancakes for the both of us, taking my spot as appointed cook of the household.

This was definitely the best way to start off the day!

I ate my breakfast until Josh went back downstairs in his work clothes. White shirt and formal black pants.

"Thanks for this." I told him.

"Nearly a week that you're here, it was about time I repay you this favor."

"You didn't have to. You know that I like it."

"What?"

I almost said serving you, but it would have sounded very inappropriate.

"Cooking and taking care of the house."

He bit into a piece of bread.

"I really hit the jackpot having you as my housemate during this time. Most of my buddies are pigs."

If only he knew what I was doing with his dirty underwear...

If only he knew how I had been the one hitting the jackpot...

We did not chat for long because Joshua already had to hurry to go to work.

I did not have this problem...

I could have just skipped the entire day, I was not sure anyone would have noticed, and certainly not Sabrina Barthel.

She was very busy dealing with a reputation matter, - some client was posting dozens of bad reviews for YVBM on Google -, meaning that next to this "crisis", my little environmental project was not holding any weight.

Although, there was one improvement that day.

I finally got someone from accounting sending me some precious information on how much the teams were traveling for meetings and production of content.

The sad part was that I had to dig in the mass of information only to find some miserable things that we could highlight to pretend that the company cared in any way for the environment.

It was a dull day but Rafael was entertaining me enough.

He showed me the pictures of a black rapper (or wanna be rapper named Dick-Licious) who was about to join his sugar daddy and him for the week-end.

Besides, I could leave the office at 4:30 p.m. when Joshua would be stuck there at least until 8.

Again, I could not complain much about my work conditions.

I passed by his office to tell him that I was leaving.

It was the first time I was visiting him there.

His office was another proof that he was a big dog in the company since it was situated on the very last floor, right next to the C.E.O.'s.

"It's Friday night, Josh. You're sure you cannot try to come home early?"

"Sadly, not tonight..."

He seemed stressed.

I noticed another picture of his wedding on a shelf behind him.

Since the morning, he had also remembered to put his wedding ring back on.

I tried not to feel any type of way about it.

"What is it?"

"We received a pretty serious cease-and-decease letter from a competitor. It doesn't happen often but I may have to be here all night actually."

"Oh damn. Is there anything I could do? I feel bad being useless when you're drown in work."

"You can come home and make sure I have some dinner when I will eventually be able to leave this damn place?"

I smiled.

"I'll make sure of it."

"Thanks, Justin."

"Hang in there, Josh."

Given how he had made the request, I took an even more special attention to make a nice dinner for my play-pretend husband.

To be clear, I was the only one pretending.

It was likely that Joshua had none of the polluting thought which were running through my head constantly.

By myself at the house, I was still thinking about the damn speedos.

So much so that a dirty idea came to mind.

I could maybe try the pair of sexy trunks for myself?

The strange thought was (probably for the better) interrupted by a phone call.

It was Joshua.

"Hey Justin, just letting you know that I'll be indeed pulling an all-nighter here at the office. Don't wait for me for dinner and actually, you can eat my share because I'll grab something here."

"Oh... I've made a spinach quiche, something my mother used to make. But it can be eaten tomorrow, that's fine."

I was disappointed and he got it.

"Yeah, sorry about that... Really. I also have another request if you don't mind."

"I'm listening."

"Could you go to my office and look in the top drawer, right side of my desk."

"Okay."

"There's a file in there, well, multiple folders actually, my archives of old litigations I had worked on from home."

"Understood, and what do you need exactly?"

"Can you find the 2022 file, I think it's in an orange envelop, and I need you to send me pictures or a scan of my notes. You'll identify them easily because the rest of the documents are copies of official paperwork but those, I have the originals at the office already, what I need is the extra notes I had hand written back then."

Definitely, orange was the color of the day!

"No problem. I'll just check and I'll send you whatever I find."

"Thanks, Justin. You're a life saver."

"That will be a first if I'm finally doing something useful for the company!"

"Come on... Don't say that, everyone likes you here."

"If you say so... I'll go get it done now."

"Thanks."

We hung up and I hastily went in his home office behind the kitchen.

I had never been since I considered that, just like his bedroom, the office was part of Joshua's personal space.

He had only shown me the room briefly when I had moved in and Joshua had made me a tour of his home.

It was, just like the rest of the house, decorated with taste and yet another wedding picture was standing on the desk.

I was getting tired of seeing Jennifer's (way too pretty) face everywhere.

More and more, I felt like she was judging me.

Anyway, I started searching for the file but I forgot which drawer he had indicated.

I remembered the right side, but was it top or bottom?

Funny...

Top or bottom, the usual question.

In this case, just like in my life, I went for both!

Actually, I opened all three drawers to make sure I would find the 2022 litigation file.

It turned out to be in the top one and I quickly found the orange envelope.

Inside, just like Joshua had mentioned, there were a ton of paperwork I understood nothing about but there was also a couple of hand-written notes that I could send out.

I did that right away, making sure he would have everything that he needed.

Josh responded with a text.

"See, YVMB would be lost without you! "

He was cute.

But right there, I realized that he was also a naughty, naughty man.

Hear me out, guys!

I had opened every drawer in my frenzy and now I had to close each one of them.

The top and middle ones were full of various folders and large envelops but, I had not paid attention at first, the bottom one was full of junks.

And not any junks...

My jaw dropped when I saw it, sitting in the middle of batteries, cables, and pens... A butt plug!

YES. A FREAKING BUTT PLUG!

It was black with a silver ending. Not big but still. In its opened package.

That shit looked pricey!

I was stunned as I fetched it and felt it under my fingers.

I was not too sure but from the packaging and the shape of the toy itself, it definitely seemed like something a man would shove up his butthole rather than a woman.

And I mean... It was in Joshua's office. He was the only one using this desk.

I was not too sure why, but for some reason, knowing that my former classmate enjoyed anal play, - at the very least, on some level - bewildered me.

Let's be real, it was also very much turning me on.

Fuck.

As if I needed any more reason to thirst over Joshua Dawson?

[To be continued]
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