I was so excited the day we moved in. It was our first place together, and the apartment was lovely.
It was situated in a block of buildings within a new development in the east of the city. It was surrounded by parks and had very easy access to the city centre. The brochure highlighted this.
It was a two-bedroom, twelfth-floor apartment with a nice, open-plan kitchen and dining area, plus a large balcony. I loved it, and Will did too.
We’d been together for four years, since our second year at university. I’d known him since the first year, but we didn’t start dating until the second year.
Will was confident, adventurous, outgoing, and muscular. He hated it when I called him that, but it was true. He had naturally large arms, pectorals, and a big backside. He drew a lot of attention at university as one of the popular guys. He loved sports and working out at the gym, and he was naturally blessed with a good physique.
I, on the other hand, wasn’t. I’m Luke. I’ve always had a very skinny, twinky body. I couldn’t put on weight, even if I tried. And I did try at university. I’ve also been naturally shy, an introvert. I loved reading, video games, and anything solitary, and I was in. I did make friends, but it just took me longer to come out of my shell.
When Will and I got together in our second year, I was more surprised than anyone else. It was literally the hot, sporty jock dating the shy nerd. It happened at a mutual friend’s house party. I was drunk, and Will and I ended up alone in the garden. He leaned in to kiss me, and I felt all the fireworks. We’ve been together ever since.
After university, we both moved to London. I secured a job as an assistant at a small publishing house, and Will found work at a bank through one of his rugby mates. We were both earning very little, but we saved up, and Will received a pay rise in his second year. This allowed us to save a bit for a deposit and buy our first home together.
The best part was the first night because we could fuck as loud as we wanted. We had been sharing a house with four other people, and Will was a loud fucker. When he came, he basically screamed. Which is awkward when you have housemates. But that first night in our own home, Will fucked me doggy on our new bed, and we both moaned and screamed as loudly as we wanted.
He had this thick cock, about eight inches and big balls. As I said, beefy. I loved his cock, and he loved my hole. One thing we’d always been good at was sex. We fucked almost every day. Will was constantly horny; he would be fucking me all the time if we didn’t have to work.
That first night in our new flat, we just had a mattress on the floor, no bed yet. I put candles out all over the floor, and we made out for ages. I was wearing this little red jock Will had bought me, which he loved me to wear. He spread my legs and ate out my hole, his tongue going so deep, getting me nice and wet.
Then he lined up his bare cock and pushed. I always loved the feeling when he first entered me. Feeling his cock head spreading my hole wide. His thick dick stretching out my tight hole, fuck, I loved it.
After fucking me on my back, he flipped me over and put me into doggy. I arched my back as he started jackhammering me. Will really liked to fuck hard. I always felt like he wanted to go even harder with me, but I could only take so much till I had to tell him to go easy; he was fucking me ragged.
After a while, I heard Will’s breathing grow shallow.
“I’m gonna cum, baby,” he moaned.
I arched my back again as he gripped my hips and slammed his cock all the way into me. I felt his whole body jolt and load after load of his cum filled me up. Fuck I loved when he bred my ass.
I barely had to touch my cock before I shot. Will filling me up with his cum always got me off quickly.
I was blissfully happy that night, drifting off to sleep in our new home. I had a wonderful boyfriend, and we had a beautiful new home together.
Little did I know what was coming…
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The next day, I went to the shop to pick up some supplies and left Will at home to unpack.
When I got back to the building, I took the lift, and as I stepped out onto our floor, I heard voices and laughter. Will was in the corridor, holding a large box. Standing next to him was a young guy, maybe twenty-one or twenty-two. He was a little shorter than Will, with dark brown hair, a skinny but toned body and tanned skin. He was wearing a low-cut tank top and tiny shorts, so you could see a lot of his body. He was cute, really cute.
I felt a stab of jealousy as I watched him and Will walk into another flat, Will carrying the box.
I hurried down the hall, and when I reached the door, I knocked. After a moment, the guy opened the door.
“Hello. Can I help you?” he asked, looking me up and down with arrogance.
“Um, yeah, I think my boyfriend is in there,” I replied, a little annoyed.
His face suddenly seemed to realise.
“Oh! You must be Luke!” he said, smiling at me.
“Sorry, yes, I did steal your boyfriend, but only to help me move some boxes! I’m Benjy. I just moved in.”
I heard Will coming down the corridor. He looked sweaty and out of breath, but he smiled when he saw me.
"Hey, baby, I was just helping out our new neighbour,” he said, standing next to Benjy.
Benjy put his arm around Will, and I felt another stab of jealousy.
“So helpful! Thank you!” he said, looking happily at my boyfriend, his pretty face lit up with a smile.
He then looked at me, but his arm remained around Will’s neck.
“You’re a lucky boy! It’s so nice to meet you guys. How great that we are going to be neighbours.”
He turned back to look at Will.
“Feel free to come over anytime,” he said.
Will stepped out and stood beside me. Benjy’s arms dropped to his sides.
“We should get you over for dinner sometime. We just moved in too,” Will said, taking hold of my hand.
“Oh, I’d love that!” Benjy said excitedly. Was he always excited about everything?
“Yeah, you should. That sounds fun,” I said, trying to force myself to be nicer.
He was our new neighbour, and Will had just been helping him out. I needed to chill. It would be nice to have another guy our age across the hall. I was fairly certain he was gay, but that didn’t mean he was flirting with Will; I was just being silly.
We said our goodbyes and went back to our flat. Inside, Will resumed unpacking our boxes, and I helped him. But Benjy was on my mind.
“He seemed nice,” I said, hoping to get Will’s thoughts.
“Yeah, really nice guy,” he said, still unpacking.
“Cute too,” I said.
Will looked up at me.
“You’ve got a crush on him?” he asked, smiling.
“No, I thought maybe you might,” I said, looking sheepish.
He put down the box he was holding and came over to me; he took me into his arms.
“Baby, I don’t have a crush on our neighbour. He’s a nice guy, that’s it. I only have eyes for my incredibly sexy boyfriend, who I just moved in with,” he said.
He leaned in and kissed me. I lost myself in his soft lips.
I was being stupid. Will loved me. He wasn’t going to let some random guy turn his head. We were good. I loved him so much.
He pulled away from the kiss and looked at me.
“Wanna fuck again?” he said, smiling.
“Hell yeah, baby,” I said, smiling too.
Will picked me up and carried me into the bedroom.
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I was so happy in those early days; everything felt perfect. It was perfect.
But it all came crashing down so soon after that, I had no idea how much Benjy would change our perfect relationship. He came through us like a tornado…
…and nothing was ever the same.
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