Roomates

It was my first year of college and I was moving into his new apartment. As I carried my boxes in I saw him, this man unlike I had ever seen before. He wasn't my normal type, this man was 5’5 probably only 125 pounds but pure muscle. I was taller standing about 5’9 165 pounds, and while I went to the gym six days a week I still wasn't the jock looking type I was fit but nothing you would look twice at. I set my boxes in my room and went to introduce myself to my new roommate. “Hi I’m Alan,” I said, sticking my hand out. “I’m James,” he said, grabbing my hand to shake.

From the handshake alone I knew I wanted this man grabbing me all over, his firm hand shake and deep voice. I held a bit longer than I probably should have, staring into his beautiful blue eyes filled with yellow specs and green. His short red blonde beard not matching his brown blonde hair. Everything about this man made me want to kiss him. We talk a little nothing too interesting just introductions as we move our stuff in. I couldn't help but look at him every chance I got, especially at his little bubble butt from years of playing soccer, I think he caught me checking him a couple of times but he didn't say anything.

I never hid the fact that I liked guys from him, I’m not the super feminie type, so people will often think I am straight, and I like my men that way too. This was James, while he may have been slightly shorter than I like, and not built, his body was the body of potential, if he ever went to the gym he would have the body of a god. Living together was a blast and he quickly became one of my best friends, which made it harder to keep my hands off of him, he liked to be shirtless and definitely wasn't shy about changing in front of me even though we had our own rooms. Every time he dropped his pants I would look at his thick bulge in his tight american eagle spandex underwear.

We lived together the entire time we were in college, and I always hid my feelings for him, he was straight and very avid about it, as could be seen from my drunken flirting throughout the years. In our third year of college I started to realize that I could hear him jerking off through the wall, an accident at first, but then it became a daily thing. I would hear his bed shake as he stroked his big cock, his balls slap against his hand as he sped up getting closer to orgasm. His breathing would get heavier with every stroke. I could hear him squirm in bed, his legs sliding against his sheets. It turned me on so much to hear him it never took me long to blow my load after he finished. He was always horny it seemed like too, two sometimes three times a day I would press my ear against our shared wall to hear him blow his thick load.

He always left his bedroom door wide open if he wasn't in his room, in the mornings was my favourite because I could smell the load he just emptied out of his balls. It drove me crazy to smell his ball gravy but I never acted on it, just let my cock ooze precum into my underwear and jerk off when I got a chance.

One day we were sitting in the living room joking around like we always do, I insulted him calling him out for something stupid. “Suck my dick Alan” he says jokingly. “Whip it out bitch” I reply. James isn't one to back down from anything and while it may have been a joke he sticks his hand down his basketball shorts and pulls out his cock. I’m in a moment of shock as I stare at this man's beautiful cock, a nice pink tip, cut and delicious looking. My mouth fills with saliva as the episode of whatever we had on plays on the tv in the background. His cock wasn't the biggest, a good four or five inches soft, and decently thick, his pubes kept trimmed down as he did with all his body hair. I match his gaze, finally pulling my eyes away from his cock. He is laughing and goes to put his cock back in his pants, but before he gets a chance I’m on my knees in front of him reaching for his cock. He stops laughing and just looks at me. “The fuck are you doing” he yell asks? “Sucking your dick, like you told me to” I say, grabbing his cock and lightly stroking it, feeling it grow in my hand. He started to protest saying it was a joke but his words turned to a moan when my mouth wrapped around his head.

His dick quickly grows to full size in my mouth as he moans deeply, one hand on the back of my head grabbing my hair and his other hand grabbing the couch. I come off of his dick and look him in the eyes “do you want me to stop” I ask knowing his answer already. “Fuck no” he says. I grab the sides of his pants and rip them to his ankles, his big full balls falling out and slapping against the leather couch. I stroke his cock while I lick and suck his balls making him moan like he's never moaned before. I take his now eight inch and fully erect cock down my throat, my nose buried in his pubes and his balls resting on my chin. I can feel his cock pulsing in my throat. I suck his cock deepthroating it for a few more minutes before he says he is going to cum. I pull off his dick he opens his eyes to look at me questioningly. “Not yet” I say.

I don’t want this to end yet I want to savor this. I lightly stroke him not enough to let him cum but enough to keep him close. I play with his balls taking in the taste and smell of this man and savoring every second of it. I stand up and suck on his nipples while I continue to stroke his cock. His moans fill my ears and I have never heard a better sound. I stop stroking his cock and focus on playing with his nipples letting his cock cool down. I drop back to my knees and take just the tip of his cock in my mouth tasting his precum, before taking it back down my throat. “Fuck” he grunts and I know that he is about to cum. I pull back so I can feel and taste his load hit my tongue. He looks down at me as he starts to shoot and our eyes meet, his beautiful eyes looking into mine as rope after rope coats the inside of my mouth. He finishes cumming and I finally decide to swallow his thick delicious load, with his dick still in my mouth. I suck every drop from his cock and keep sucking until it flops out of my mouth. I stand up my cock rock hard pressed against my jeans, I've leaked so much precum you can see it. James looks at me then stands up and goes to his room shutting the door, his shorts and underwear still on the floor. I go to my room and drop my pants stroking my cock and blowing my load all over myself the taste of his cum still lingering in my mouth.