What was happening to me?
Never, in my entire existence, had I displayed or been a part of such behavior. There had been no time to have an epiphany of irresponsibility. This was not some fantasy life that magically conjured itself into my existence. What the fuck was going on?
I finished my shower, covered myself in a towel, and went into our room.
Geoff was laying in his bed with his eyes closed. A can of 7-Up next to him, and some Saltines.
"Are you awake?"
"How are you feeling?"
"I have felt better. But it isn't as bad as it was this morning."
He looked awful and smelled even worse. The alcohol was coming out of him in droves, and he was soaked with sweat.
"Have you eaten anything today other than those crackers?"
"Are you kidding? I can barely keep them down."
"How much did you drink last night?"
"To much..." he said with a slight grin. "How about you? You were off and running early today. I missed you, where did you go?"
I sat on the bed, wrapped in my towel and leaned back. We were actually starting to have a nice quiet conversation in the privacy of our own room.
"I couldn't sleep much last night, so I thought I would head up to Cedar Falls for the weekend."
"Why Cedar Falls?"
"That's where Lora goes to school, remember? We talked about it last night."
"I'm sorry, I don't remember much from last night."
Really. I wondered how much he really did remember.
"Well, you did have quite a few. It wouldn't surprise me if you didn't remember much."
"Oh, don't get me wrong..." then he belched. "I remember plenty. I remember taking one of your loads out there on the sofa."
And then his eyes opened and he looked straight into me attempting to judge my reaction.
I gave him none. I merely sat there in silence and starred right back at him.
Then he turned up on his left side, leaned over the edge of the bed, and spit into the trash can I had left at this bedside. It was full of Kleenex, and other trash. He let out a deep sigh, then rolled back over putting his hands behind his head, exposing his underarm hair, and looked up at the ceiling.
My eyes rolled over his physique. It was impressive, even in his weakened state.
"So, don't you have anything to say?" he asked.
"Say? Like what?"
He looked back over at me with a look of irritation, perhaps even a scowl. "About what happened between us last night."
"Oh, you mean when Stephanie told you to suck my dick, and you decided to go for it. That?" I said rather callously.
His scowl turn to a blank and somewhat surprised reaction.
"Well I'm not particularly accustomed to having my dick in a stranger's mouth in the middle of the night. Particularly by some woman I barely know and especially while she is getting FUCKED in my KITCHEN! - I tend to want to get to know someone before I start exchanging bodily fluids with them!"
I was getting pissed at his clad demeanor and frankly his arrogant attitude towards me was completely unfounded! Who the FUCK did he think he was?
"Are you serious?"
"Give me a break GEOFFREY, don't act like you did me any favors out there! How the hell am I supposed to react? I don't even fucking KNOW YOU!"
He was at a loss for words; but the color in his face was coming back. I couldn't tell if it was from embarrassment or anger.
"Do you think you are some kind of GOD'S GIFT or something?" I pointed my finger at him, "YOU MEAN NOTHING TO ME!"
And with that he rose up and jumped across onto my bed straddling me with his muscular hairy legs, pinning me to the bed, my head hitting the wall and his weight bearing down on me enough to drive my chin to my chest. He very quickly had me pinned down to my own bed. Only my towel was between us.
"GET THE FUCK OFF ME!!!" I struggled to say through the pressure he was applying to my chest and body. His hands grasped my wrists and were keeping me from moving.
He brought his mouth right up to my forehead and said, "I would be very careful about what you say next." he warned. "I don't want to hurt you."
Hurt me? Are you kidding? I can't even fucking breath! He just pile drove me into the bed and isn't letting me up. I struggled to release myself from his grasp, but it was no use. He was much stronger than me, and as I attempted to free myself, his stomach, pecs, shoulders, and arms bulged to hold me in place. He was even gripping me between his legs like some kind of nut cracker.
"FUCK! Okay! Okay." I let out in a whimpered reply. It was no use.
"Exactly what is it that you think is going on between us anyway?"
"Geoffrey, I really wish I knew - but I don't. Okay?!?"
He pulled my arms down, to my sides, inched his way up my torso, and locked my arms under his knees.
"What kind of person do you think I am, huh?"
"Um, some kind of sick twisted fuck who gets off ALL THE FUCKING TIME!?!?!"
And with his right hand, he punch me square in the jaw.
FUCK!!! - THAT HURT!!! I was stunned for a few moments and it felt like my left eye had come out of its socket. When I opened them again, his face was directly in front of mine. I could smell and feel his sour breath wafting across my mouth, neck and chest.
"Well then why don't you tell me Geoffrey?"
There was a knock at our bedroom door.
It was Phillip, "Is everything alright in there?"
And then I saw the door handle turn. I struggled again briefly and Geoff quickly scooted himself forward even further, shoving his crotch into my face and holding it there with his left hand. Our movements had loosen my towel enough that it had come open and I was laying completely exposed on the bed; Geoff straddled on top of me.
"Yeah man, we're just having a little fun, that's all." Geoff replied as Phillip poked his head through the opening.
My eyes were shut, and I couldn't see anything, but the aroma coming from Geoff's stagnant groin was overpowering. He probably hadn't taken a shower since the previous day, and had been laying around in his stink all afternoon. It smelled of piss, funk, and ass; perhaps even a little of his own nut nectar. Despite my fear and this predicament, I found myself getting turned on by the musky pheromones he was emitting. I began to inhale deeply to take it in - it was so strong!
"Ou! Sorry dude. Carry on." I heard Phillip say, and then the door closed quietly.
Geoffrey felt my chest rise as I inhaled deeply. He pulled himself back from my face. My eyes were still closed and my nose was pinched from such a strong inhalation. My mouth open a little as I slowly exhaled.
"Oh you liked that did ya?" he said, pushing his crotch back into my face. I was overcome again and inhaled him deeply. I could feel my balls beginning to churn against my thighs and my cock was beginning to swell. I have ALWAYS enjoyed a well worn pair of mens underwear or a jockstrap. That aroma just set something off inside me that started all my bells and whistle blaring.
Geoffrey pulled back again, only this time, he slid further down my chest, resting on the edge of my sternum. I still had trouble breathing, but his manhood was only inches from my face, and through the slit in his boxer shorts, I could see his thick brown bush of pubic hair, and a portion of his shaft. I couldn't take my eyes off it.
"You know what CHRISTIAN? I'm not exactly sure what to think of you either."
Oh god, here we go.
"You come in here, taking over this room, acting all superior and shit, and you have the fucking nerve to question me about MY actions?"
Okay, somehow this was becoming MY fault?
"What are you talking about?"
"Dude, we are roommates, that means we have to learn to share everything."
"I'm not entirely sure that is the way 'IT' is supposed to go."
"Sure it is bro!" He said looking down at me with a big toothy smile. Even from this submissive position, he was gorgeous. Looking up from his lightly covered groin, to the V extending out of the top of his waistband, his lightly hairy navel centered in the middle. Then up his magnificent set of abdominals to the two mounds of rock hard man titties and his almond shaped areola; through the valley on his chest where I could see his heart beating forcefully at the base of his sternum, and then the dusting of light brown hair that ended up towards his tensed neck that was bent looking down at me with those gorgeous blue eyes (which now looked slightly green).
"I give a little, and you give a little. That's what roommates do. That is what FRIENDS do."
Friends? As best as I could surmise, we were strangers, and that was it. But did I want to get to know him? He was easy on the eyes, that much was certain. And I found his aggressive behavior a complete turn-on. By this time, my cock was rock hard and growing even bigger against my abdomen. It wouldn't be long before Geoffrey shifted again, and would feel my cock poking at his butt.
"I've never had a 'friendship' like this."
"You haven't? Oh dude, you've been missing out! This is what I have grown up with. This is what I live for." He let go of me with his arms and ran his hands up his torso to his pecs, cupped them, and then pinched his nipples hard.
"Aaaahhhh... What is the point of working so hard to get a body like this and not be able to have some fun with it."
Narcissism aside, he did have a beautiful body - but I think he was missing my deeper point.
"Geoff, I haven't had a friendship like this EVER. And I don't know anyone who has. I feel like I've walked into the fucking twilight zone where everyone one of my fantasies from the time I sprouted my first boner has come true. And I'm having trouble dealing with this."
"You've had fantasies about this?" as he pointed to himself, to me, and then back to himself.
"Have you had ANY kind of a relationship slash friendship with another guy?"
"Well, definitely not like this!" as my head motioned to our current position.
"You mean you've never engaged in rough play with another guy ever - not even in the locker room at school? Not at a party? Not even during Boy Scouts or Summer Camp?"
"Boy Scouts and Summer Camp? This is what happens at fucking Summer Camp?"
"Well, it did at the Summer Camp I went to." he said with a smile.
Oh, fah - uck me! I thought this was some messed up shit. And then it happened. Geoffrey shifted back even further and my dick poked him in the butt.
"Whoa!" he turned his head around and looked down at my fully exposed lower half, my cock full on hard, laying flush against my abdomen, and pointing right at him. His left hand reached back and cupped my ball sack and gave it a slight tug, pulling down my foreskin and exposing the top portion of my dick.
"Humph" he stuttered, "for someone who wants to appear to be VERY withdrawn and innocent, I do believe you have a little demon inside you Mister Chris."
He turned his head back around to face me, leaving his left hand inverted and on my junk.
"And I'm thinking we need to perhaps get to the bottom of this."
"Get to the bottom of what?" and then he tugged hard on my scrotum, "UH!" I burst out.
"What are you gonna do?"
"Well Christian, that depends on you."
"Yes, it does."
"You see, I don't go around throwing myself at people as you may have attempted to imply earlier."
"You don't" he tugged at my scrotum again, "UH!" I burst out again.
"No. In fact, I have a strict code of conduct that I was taught from the time I was 10 years old and I still follow it today."
"Yes, I do."
"Is it a Boy Scout thing?"
"Trust is never to be given freely, it must always be earned. Would you agree?"
"Um, yes." he tugged harder on my scrotum.
"I don't believe you." and then he gripped one of my nuts between his thumb, index and middle fingers and applied slight pressure.
"Aaah...." I let out softly. It was definitely uncomfortable.
"Would you agree or not?"
"Yes, I would agree." what the hell else was I going to say, he literally had me by the balls.
"Good. Now, lets see just how far this trust has gone so far."
"Do you trust me?"
"I don't know."
He looked at me for a moment, he could see the fear in my eyes, but he also saw something else.
"An honest answer, I will give you that one."
A small flash of relief washed over me.
"Do you believe I want to hurt you?"
I hesitated, and looked him in the eyes. "No... No, I don't believe you want to hurt me."
"Another honest answer, this is good. We are getting somewhere."
I kept looking at him; my eyes wandering up and down his frame as he towered over me.
"I know you like me... Don't you."
"We barely know each other Geoffrey." I said respectfully. "It has only been two days since we first met."
"But look how far we have come in these short two days. I have bared myself to you, and you have accepted me... for all that I am."
"We've seen each other naked, and you sucked me off while in a drunken stupor." he gripped my nut again firmly.
"Don't minimize this. What you and I have shared is special. I can tell. You have responded to me in the same way that I have responded to you. Why else would this whole thing be driving you to the brink of cuming on me again?"
His hand released my nut, and grabbed ahold of my cock and shook it.
"This. Your fat cock is what I'm talking about. How many guys get this big and hard with another guy on top of them?" He loosened his grip and began to gently tickle the shaft of my penis.
I closed my eyes as the sensation flickered through my body. My already hard cock, full of its millions of nerve endings was getting a light caress up and down the length of its shaft, his soft fingers tracing the tip and applying just the right amount of pressure at the base of the fore-side of the head just below slit. It was pure heaven!
"Yes, I know you like it."
"Oh my god, yes."
"So what are we going to do about it?"
I opened my eyes and looked directly into his. "I will do whatever you want."
"Really?" he said with a mischievous grin.
The moment was so god-damn EROTIC! I could barely find the words to even attempt to describe it. But if there was ever a time when I fully felt and appreciated the word (Erotic) this was IT!
His weakened appearance followed by his cat-like aggressive physical behavior. And then this witty banter, followed by this sadomasicistic questioning and fondling. And finally him touching me where he did, and HOW he did. It was so "all over the place"! I was completely overcome with emotion and feeling, anger and fear, lust and fever!
He leaned down, bringing his face closer and closer to mine, his lips parting as his eyes gently closed, and then our moist lips met and he pressed into me. I felt his tongue enter my mouth. My own tongue exploring his. His warm breath caressing my face as we continued this blissful kiss for what seemed like an eternity.
I felt consumed with warmth, that was quickly turning to heat.
His head shifted off my lips as he moved his face down to my neck and began to kiss and suckle at it. His bare chest was on mine, and the weight of him overtook me. I didn't know if I couldn't breath out of pure lust and desire to have him inside me, or because he had given himself to me completely.
I buried my mouth into his neck, which had the same woodsy aroma I had smelled on his shirt the day before.
He pulled his arms up and had his elbows resting on the bed, my head between his arms and he rose up for me to lick and suckle at his chest and nipples. My free hands stroking and holding on to his side, then up his back and down again to his waist band, then inside the waist band to grip his muscular ass.
It was utter bliss and a completely 'out of this world' feeling of rapture. Our two bodies had become entwined.
We began to explore every inch of each other.
Geoff began rocking back and forth, rubbing his hairy chest to mine, the sensations overwhelming us both.
He would hold my head tight to his chest, as he cradled me, my arms drawing him as close as I could. I never wanted to lose that physical contact.
"Oh my god - you are so beautiful." he said.
I had never heard those words before, but I squeezed him even tighter.
What was this? How is this happening? I couldn't even begin to understand this, all I knew is that he wanted me as badly as I wanted him, and I never wanted this feeling to end.
Geoff's cock had worked its way out of the slit in the front of his briefs and all his rubbing on my stomach was creating a good deal of friction for him. He was letting out little breathy moans, as was I.
My cock was between the cheeks of his ass, held back by the thin barrier of cotton from his boxer shorts.
"I want you so bad."
"I'm yours..." I said in heated breath.
And I tugged and pulled at his shorts until they were stretched as wide as my own body, then he lifted up and removed them one leg at a time. It was rather awkward, I'm sure, but no time had passed before his naked body had returned to mine, only this time, I could feel the heat of his ass engulf my swollen prick as his cheeks were spread and laid down to encase me.
"I wanna feel you inside me Chris"
"Oh god Geoff, I want you so bad." I grabbed at his waist and pulled it forward so that his stiff prick came directly at me where I opened my mouth and swallowed as much of him as I could. He body climbed up the wall and he slid himself into my mouth and into the back of my throat.
"OH FUCK THATS GOOD!"
I clamped down and drew back on his huge fat prick as hard as I could and he let out a long low moan.
"OH MY GOD..."
Geoff began to thrust his hips into my face, his abundant pubic hair brushing into and up my nose, his scent overcoming each of my senses and driving me mad with lust. I could feel my cock leaking a stream of clear fluid across my stomach and abdomen as we moved together and the neglect it was getting was causing this overwhelming ache that I could feel deep into my backside.
I continued to take Geoff in my mouth, sucking, licking, and tonguing every inch of his beautiful cock, the veins running down the top and sides made for such an amazing experience. I never let loose and the suction was driving him crazy.
His moaning kept getting louder and louder. I was sure Phillip could hear us, but I didn't care.
This was an unknown moment I had waited for for 18 years and I didn't want it to stop.
"Oh god Chris, don't you fucking stop!"
"Mmmmm" I let out it a guttural moan that vibrated through his cock.
He started to pump even harder into my face.
"You're gonna make me cum so hard!"
My head banging against the wall with such force I thought I might actually pass out, but then it started to happen.
My eyes went wide.
My mouth and throat sucking all the while.
"OH FUCK, OH FUCK, OH FUCK!"
I watched his abdomen begin to contract in front of me, and then his the force of his ejaculate came thundering down from deep inside him.
It tunneled down the shaft, pulsing and convulsing all the way, before exploding into the back of my throat.
"OH MY FUCKING GOD I'M CUMING!"
My mouth was instantly full of his seed and I attempted to swallow as much as I could, but lobs still gushed from the corners of my mouth.
He kept pumping away at my face.
"FUCK - I CAN'T STOP CUMING!!!!"
And boy I didn't think he would for a minute.
There was so much cum, my belly was starting to spasm at the thought of the copious amounts of nectar I was taking from Geoffrey, his huge fat cock had my head impaled against the wall, my hands at this waist holding on to him so that he wouldn't go anywhere.
"OH CHRIS - DON'T LET IT STOP - DON'T LET IT FUCKING STOP!!!"
I didn't want it to.
This is EXACTLY where I had wanted to be all my life.
This is what I wanted.
This is who I was.
Once Geoff's shaking body began to calm down, he gently pulled himself out me as I made every effort to lap up whatever cum had escaped my lips.
He was scrumptious and delicious and warm and sweet. I couldn't get enough of him.
He slid down my body, now covered in sweat, and kissed me hard on the mouth. His own cock sliding right up next to mine as he moved.
The sensation was overwhelming as our cocks made contact.
I flinched and gasped at his abdominal touch, almost losing my breath right then and blowing my load.
"Oh my god Chris, that was incredible." he said aloud as he continued to kiss my face and neck.
My arms wrapped around him as tightly as I could hold him. I had never felt so fulfilled in all my life.
He was smiling.
And so was I - but I wasn't through yet.
"I want inside you."
And with that he grabbed me and rolled us both over towards the head of the bed to where i was now on top of him. He drew his legs up and wrapped them around me tightly.
Our cocks were still touching.
"I WANT you to fuck me."
"Are you sure?"
"I have never been more sure of anything."
"But I've never done this before."
"It doesn't matter, neither have I."
WHAT? Is he serious? After all this, am I supposed to believe he has never been fucked in the ass before?
"No, I told you - it is about trust."
"And you trust me?" I said softly.
"Yes... I do..."
"But what changed?"
"The way you held me last night in the bathroom when I was sick, the way you took care of me through the night, and the way you have been holding ON to me so tightly here, together. I have never felt this way before."
"Oh my god Geoff, I have never felt this way before either."
"Take me... Please..."
And I kissed him ever so softly on this lips as he wrapped his arms around my shoulders and drew up his waist. I could feel his dick slide up my abdomen until the cleft of his ass was resting against me cock.
I slid down just enough and began to push against his tight dry hole. And as the tip of my cock made contact with his warm soft furry skin, I exploded all over his asshole in a convulsing mess. My chin dropped down to his chest as I contorted to my powerful orgasm.
"OH GOD - I..."
My body convulsed severely and I held my breath while the first few volleys of cum launched towards his hole.
"I... I can't breath... it's to much... I..."
I began to push my way into him, shooting my load even more forcefully as I entered past his ring.
"HOLY FUCK!!!" I gasped and grunted as I pushed further into him, unloading more and more of my seed.
It was the most erotic sensation I had ever experienced. So hot and wet and tight around the head of my cock - I completely lost control!
He held me so tight as I struggled to maintain control while my cum filled his rectum and I pumped away at him. His own moaning growing louder and louder and I pumped away at him.
It felt as if it was never going to end!
The waves of my orgasm completely overtaking me!
My stomach began to cramp in pain as my cock throbbed and shot its hot gooey nectar into Geoffrey's ass.
"Oh my god, it's still going!"
"Hold on to me! OH FUCK!!!"
"I've got you! I've got you! Oh my god, I feel so full of..." and he words trailed off as his eyes rolled up and back before closing tightly and grabbing onto me even harder.
I continued to pump Geoffrey's ass until I collapsed uncontrollably on top of him.
My body was limp and spent, resting on top of his muscular form.
He was so warm and he felt so good against me - I couldn't move.
I went limp inside him, and felt the cum begin to ooze its ways out of him, down his cheeks and onto my bed.
He, himself, had had another climax as I felt a warm slimy pool of spooge between our two stomachs and we shifted on top of each other.
I rested my head on his chest, my legs resting on the edge of the bed, my toes across on his bed holding me up. He had wrapped his arms and legs around me holding me so tightly.
I felt so incredible, so warm, so safe...
I felt loved.
We lay there together breathing heavily for almost an hour, snuggling, and cuddling each other before finally changing our position and spooning in my bed; he in front, and me behind him.
And at last, we fell asleep in each other arms.