My New Roommate

God, I hate landlords. I lived in an apartment straight out the seventies: green carpet, yellowing walls, half of the outlets looked like they were about to start on fire if I dared to use them, though that's alright because even if there were a fire, the asbestos would certainly stop it. But, it was home. More importantly, it was ONLY my home. Not living with a roommate was great for my busy schedule. I thought getting a Master's in Social Work would prepare me for an intense job, but between the endless readings, essays, and my internship, I would say grad school was intense enough. Again, that was all fine! The apartment was cheap and I had been there for a few years, always paid rent on time and never caused any problems. Of course, that wasn't good enough for my landlord. When I renewed my lease, he raised the rent by three hundred dollars! So, I had to move. In the middle of the semester.

Luckily, a friend of a friend knew someone who was looking for a roommate, so finding an apartment wasn't hard. I went to meet my new roommate, Landon. I'd be lying if I said he wasn't my type. He was about 6' and his biceps stretched out his (ugly) button-up shirt. He was definitely a cowboy, and had the boots, hat, and guns (both kinds) to prove it. He had a deep, sexy voice that I could listen to for hours. He was clean-cut, but it seemed like no matter how recently he shaved, he always had stubble on his face. He shook my hand, and my hands felt small in his strong grip and rough callouses. Just thinking about his hands made me feel a little anxious. I couldn't imagine how the rest of his body must feel, but that didn't stop me from thinking about it.

Our schedules were pretty opposite one another. When I got home from the night shift at the shelter, he was leaving to go... wherever it was he worked. I unpacked my room the best I could, but I barely had any free time. I had only set up my bed, so I did most of my work at the library. I woke up from a nap one afternoon, and the air had a sense of calm. I knew before I even looked out the window that it was snowing, and I was in no mood to go anywhere. I propped up in my bed and opened my laptop to check my classes. Shit. I had forgotten to get the wifi password. Landon probably wasn't home, but I figured I would check. I went to knock on his door. There was no answer. I knocked again and called out his name. Again, no answer. Dammit. I hadn't seen the router around the apartment, so I figured it must be in his room. I'd hate to invade his privacy, but I had work to do. I opened the door.

I froze. Landon was home, but it was obvious why he wasn't answering. He sat in his bed, earbuds in, slowly stroking his dick. He was shirtless with his boxers around his legs. I stood there and took it all in, glad I wouldn't have to imagine what he looked like naked anymore. Finally, I felt the words come out of my throat, "Oh god. I'm so sorry! I didn't know you were home!" He took out his earbuds and looked at me. He didn't look shocked, and to my surprise, he didn't stop jacking off either. "No big deal," he said, "Not the best time, but it's not like you've never seen a guy naked before." He shrugged, "Don't just stand there with the door open though." I was panicking. "Right! Sorry! I'll leave!" He looked me up and down. "Well, you don't have to. Are you in, or out?" I was so confused, and it didn't help that all my blood was rushing to my cock. "In for what?" He smiled, and said, "If you wanna join me, you can. Like I said, it's no big deal."

Obviously I was in. I climbed into bed with him and sat a little closer than I should have. I felt his body pressed against mine. He disconnected his earbuds so we could watch together. It was girl-on-girl, which didn't seem fitting for the situation... While this did raise a lot of questions, honestly, I didn't care. I was too busy staring at his cock, watching his hands slowly move up and down. It wasn't anything too impressive, about 5 or 6 inches, but he might have the biggest balls I had ever seen. They were huge, and I'm sure if I ever had the chance to hold them, they wouldn't fit in my hands. I wasn't even sure they would fit in Landon's. I reached my hand down towards my dick, and I was much harder than I thought. "Hey bud, you better get on my level!" I made eye contact with him. His eyes were a deep brown, and I couldn't help but get so lost in them that I didn't answer. "Did you hear me? You've gotta start stripping down too! Otherwise, it's just weird." Sure. That's what was weird about this.

I pulled my shirt off and took my sweats off too. I sat there in my briefs and pulled my dick out. He glanced at it. "I'd guess this is the stuff you usually watch, huh?" he said, teasing me. The porn? No. A muscular guy like Landon enjoying himself? Absolutely. "You've gotta take those briefs off too! I said get on my level," he laughed. "Well, that's not fair..." I said, shakily, "You've still got your boxers on." He shrugged. I took a deep breath and gulped. Might as well shoot my shot, "How about I take them off for you?" He raised his eyebrow at that. "Why not?" and he laid back a little more. I couldn't believe it. I slowly ran my hand through his inner thigh, and I felt him tense up a little bit. I could feel his muscles, and he wasn't even flexing. I grabbed his boxers and slowly pulled them off. I looked him right in the eyes, balled them up, and pulled them towards my face. They smelled amazing. I closed my eyes and tried to take in as much of it as I could. The musky smell was even better than I imagined; Landon's smell was as strong as he was. When I opened my eyes, he was still staring at me. "Well damn," he said, a little confused, "If you like how much they smell, why don't you smell the real deal?" I was shocked once again. Leaning in, I wrapped my hands around his thick cock. He was turned on, and I could tell. How far could I go? Almost like he could read my thoughts, he said, "Only smelling though, don't try to suck my dick. I'm not looking to do anything gay." Again, what were his standards?

I stuck my face deep in his thick pubes. I smelled them as much as I could. I slowly jacked him off, and I grabbed his balls. I was right, they didn't fit. I moved down and smelled them all around. I wasn't going to miss a single inch of his body. Slowly, I worked my way down, and he adjusted to make it easier for me. He had his legs up, and I moved lower and lower. I got a look at his hole. It was hairy and beautiful. What I wouldn't do for a taste... Why not take a chance on that too? I wrapped my mouth around it, and was about to lick when Landon stopped me, "Fuck! Dude, what was that?" I was feeling pretty cocky at this point, "Well, you said I couldn't suck your dick... but you never said anything about your ass. How could I resist that?" He stared at me for a minute, then shrugged again. "I guess... I've always wanted to try rimming..." he sighed, and looked right at me, "Go for it." The excitement in his voice was all I needed to hear, so I went back down and I started eating his ass. I moved my tongue all around and stuck it in as far as I could. It tasted amazing, and Landon knew it. He was breathing heavily, and I reached my hands up to feel his abs. His chest was moving up and down sharply with every move of my tongue. He was moaning like crazy too. If I was having this much fun, I couldn't imagine what he was feeling. Time to take it a little further.

I slowly kissed my way up and started licking his huge sack. I had a lot of ground to cover, so I moved fast. They tasted just as good as they smelled, but that wasn't nearly as satisfying as hearing Landon let out a long, deep sigh. "Fuck... Oh god... Oh my god..." I kissed and tongued his sack, I kissed his legs, and I started to stroke his dick. It was time for the final move. I kissed every inch of his shaft, slowly moving my way up. I could feel how hard he was, and that he was only getting more into it. I finally made my way to the tip of his dick and stopped. He stopped too. He turned off his phone and set it down. It was just me and him. We made eye contact, he smiled at me, and nodded. I wrapped my tongue around the tip of his dick, and slowly worked it around. I tasted his salty pre-cum. There was a lot, so I must have been doing pretty good. I could hardly wait for him to cum for real, but I wanted to take my time and savor the moment. Landon was having more fun than I thought, so I figured I would make him wait for it too. Finally, I wrapped my mouth around is dick and started to take it down my throat. He put his hands and the top of my head, guided me down, and let out a loud moan. Then he really started to fuck my face. He held my head in place and shoved his dick up and down. He went faster and faster, and I was so into it I surprised myself when I shot my load. My whole body relaxed and I let out a load moan too. I must have gotten cum all over Landon's bed, but we were both too caught up in the moment to care. I knew Landon was close, but I was still trying to savor the moment so I pulled my head up and slowed down. Landon was practically gasping for air. I moved my mouth up and down his dick, with one hand on my dick, and the other cupping as much of his balls as I could. He started moaning again. "Fuckin' A... this is the best blowjob I've ever had.... this is the best blowjob I've ever had! I'm gonna cum! Fuck! I'm gonna cum!"

I wrapped my mouth around the tip of his dick. I was going to make sure that I could taste every last bit of his cum. He gasped, moaned again, and I felt his hot cum start to fill my mouth. It was worth the wait! It just kept coming, and I started to swallow some, but some of it dripped down his dick. I wasn't about to let any go to waste. I moved my mouth up and down his shaft for the final time, cleaning it off. I let out a deep breath and laid back. Landon had the biggest smile on his face, his eyes closed, slowly catching his breath, he looked down at me and started talking quickly. "We should talk about our schedules. Maybe make a calendar. I'm gonna need you to do that a lot more... if you're down." I laughed, "That's a little drastic, but I think I'll be able to make time for that. You know, it's no big deal." Maybe having a roommate wouldn't be so bad after all.

"Hey, by the way, what's the wifi password?"