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My name is Joey. I work as a delivery boy for a pizza chain. I have always been a little bit shorter than other people and have never had so much luck with girls. I did once have a brief encounter with a male co-worker while on the job, but he quit soon there after.
By the time I had saved up some money from tips and paychecks my parents were pressuring me to move out of the house, I was 23 and well over due. I looked for an apartment that was close to work and moderately priced but the only ones I could find were in the ghetto.
As it just so happens, I friend of mine named Nick was being sent off to be in the war and his roommate needed someone to pay half of the rent. They did not know I was gay (hell, I didn’t even want to believe it) and I wasn’t sure if my new roommate was or not. His name was Matt.
Matt had short, black hair and a thin, but muscular build. He had a small tattoo on his left forearm that said SINISTER, being Latin for “left handed”, and always had a five o’clock shadow.
It only took me a week to move into the apartment and another week for us to get to know each other. We stayed up all night that Tuesday watching TV and talking about stuff. I turns out he had just broken up with his . She was going to college near by and was offered a job down in Nevada, so they split. I was a little disappointed to confirm that he was straight, but not very surprised.
So life went on for another month, I delivered pizzas and he worked for a roofing company. He usually left early in the morning and got home around six, where I would start work at five and get home close to midnight. Of course Tuesdays I would go out and hang promotional coupons on peoples’ doorknobs during the day and would not work during the night.
On one specific Tuesday I had gotten home at three thirty from a long day of door-hanging since eight in the morning. When I arrived, Matt was not there, as I had expected. Usually I would go out to a movie or get a bite to eat, but today I was too tired. I went into my room, got undressed and gathered up my dirty clothes. I made sure the door was locked so Matt would not come in and see me walking around naked. I put my clothes in the washer and turned it on. I then wandered over to Matt’s door and peaked into his room. I entered.
There were clothes all over the ground, some dirty some clean. I went over to his dresser and pulled open the top drawer. There was a mess of jumbled socks and boxers. I shifted them to one side and found some dirty magazines. They were, as expected, straight magazines. girls with big boobs and wet cunts. I pulled out a pair of his boxers. They were a little bit bigger than mine would be. I slipped one leg in and then the other. For some odd reason this was turning me on. The boxer’s fit loosely around my waist. My cock was getting hard and I knew that if he caught me I would probably have to move out. I took the boxers off and put them back in the drawer. Back in my room I put on some sweat pants and a T-shirt.
I watched TV for a few hours until Matt came home. He walked in shirtless and sweaty. He went back to his room and closed the door about three fourths of the way.
“How was door-hanging?” he yelled.
“Fine,” I called back. “You look tired.”
Matt emerged from the bedroom now only wearing a towel around his waist. He looked so fucking sexy. He held the towel so low I could see his pubic hair come up from under the towel. It took all the will I had not to leap over the coffee table and fuck him right there.
“Are you alright?” he asked.
I had spent so much time looking at him in silence that I had not noticed how weird I must have seemed.
“Ya, I’m fine. Just a little spacey today.”
“Okay. I’m gonna take a shower.”
I looked down at the empty water bottles I had drunken in the past hour and realized I really had to pee. I jumped up.
“I gotta take a piss first,” I told him. So I got up and made my way to the bathroom and to my astonishment, he followed close behind. I entered that bathroom and so did he. He turned on the shower and I undid my pants to pee. Just at that moment he unwrapped his towel and put it on a hanger. The shower water was still cold, so he stood in front of the mirror trying to find a good spot for his next tattoo. I finished peeing, trying to avert my eyes from his cock. I didn’t want him to see me get hard and then get mad. I turned to him, trying to keep my eyes on his face.
“Hey, what do you think about me getting a tattoo right here?” he asked running his finger across his upper chest.
“What kind?” like that’s really what I cared about.
“I’m not sure. Or maybe I’ll just get an arrow on my stomach pointing down saying ‘suck it.’” He laughed.
I looked at his six-pack and then took the quickest glimpse of his dick. It was huge and it wasn’t even hard. I pretended to laugh at the joke and got out of the bathroom as quickly as I could, shutting the door behind me.
I went straight to my room and jumped back on the bed. I stroked my dick just thinking about his long, pink cock sliding up my ass. A blew the biggest wad I had ever blown and quickly cleaned it up.
I stayed in my room for a little while. I checked my e-mail, made my bed, stuff like that. After about an hour Matt knocked on my door and entered.
He looked even sexier when he was all cleaned up. His hair was perfectly groomed. He wore a tight Kenneth Cole shirt and even tighter pants and pair of leather boots. Even after getting cleaned up he still had that perfect five o’clock shadow.
“Hey, I’m gonna go to a party tonight, you wanna come?” he asked. It seemed like Matt was going to a party every night. I know because he would often order pizza and have me deliver it just to embarrass me, but not in a mean way.
“No, I’m fine. I’m just gonna watch a movie and go to bed.”
“Alright,” he said, grabbed his keys and rushed out the door. I got one last peak at that perfectly round ass and he left.
I flipped through channels for a couple of hours, catching bits and pieces of bad sitcoms and outdated TV movies. By eleven I turned it off and went back to bed. I took my shirt off and crawled under the covers. My mind when straight to Matt. I could not get that mental picture of his perfect cock out of my head. I reached down to pump my dick as it began to get hard when all of the sudden I heard people come through the front door.
Matt had brought another slutty girl home as he usually did, although it hasn’t been happening lately. They settled in the living room and turned on the TV. I could hear murmurs of their conversation but could not distinguish any of the words; at least not until I heard her give a distinct “NO.” He was probably begging her for sex. I don’t know why girls make him beg. If he was into guys he could be having sex at least once a night. I heard her foot steps make their way towards the door. He said goodnight and shut the door behind her. I had expected him to do as he usually did in these situations, which was to go to his room and get to sleep, or as I had always assumed, jack off.
But he didn’t. The lights in the living room turned off and my bedroom door opened. Matt crept in and whispered, “Joey, you awake?”
I pretended that he had woken me up and with a yawn replied, “Ya, what’s up.”
He stumbled over to my bed and sat down at the end. I could tell he was a little bit drunk, but not too much. “I just came in to talk.”
“Did you get any at the party tonight?” I asked, trying to sound as straight as I could.
“No, I brought a girl home but she left. She wouldn’t even give me any head.”
“Oh, that sucks,” I said.
“Ya. I’ve been so fucking dry these past couple weeks. I wish I could just get someone to suck my dick, you know. Fuck, jacking off just isn’t doing it.”
I wasn’t sure what he was saying, or how drunk he was, but I was gonna go for it. “I know what you mean. I wish I just had someone who could lick my cock, and I don’t care who it is. I’d do anything to just get a little head.”
Matt looked up at me with intrigue. It was the response I was hoping for. But as soon as he had given it, he took it away. He got up and left, saying he was ready for bed.
The next morning I was woken up by a brutal shaking. It was Matt. I wiped the sleep out of my eyes and adjusted to the light.
“Hey man, what’s with the Nazi wake up call?” I inquired.
“Do you remember what you were saying last night when I came into your room, or were you drunk or high or something.”
I was not quite sure what to say. I stuck with the truth. “Ya, sure.”
“Good. Listen I think I know what you were hinting at and it’s not gonna happen. But I really need some head. If you do it for me I’ll pay all of next months rent.” His face was red. I looked him up and down to see if he was serious or just kidding. He was in his boxers, the same ones I tried on.
“Are you serious?” I asked.
He nodded his head. I sat up in my bed and grabbed the waistband of his boxers. I pulled them down getting a perfect face to face view of his cock. It was longer and softer then I had remembered. The shaft began to get really hard, really quick as I grabbed a hold of his sack.
Matt put his hands back behind his head. Once his cock was hard enough I wrapped my mouth around the end. All the way hard I would have said it was at least ten inches. His pre-cum tasted better than I had remembered from my last experience. I bobbed my head back and forth, fondling the tip with my tongue.
Matt moaned in pleasure and then told me to go deeper. I tried to fit as much of the cock into my mouth as I could. His pre-cum began oozing out so fast that I though he already came, but he was still moaning for more. He put both of his hands on the back of my head.
“Take it all in. Come on bitch!” he yelled. He pushed my head so the whole cock was in my mouth. His pubic hairs brushed against my lips and at that moment I could feel all of his cum bursting down the back of my throat. Soon it all filled my mouth and squirted out. He was still cumming as he pulled his cock out of my mouth and it shot all over my face. I licked my lips clean and tried to get what was on my face into my mouth.
Matt fell over onto the bed as if he had been very relieved. I fell backwards next to him and looked over. His chiseled jaw, his perfect pecks and those sexy legs got my dick so hard, but I knew there was no chance he would return the favor.
He turned his head to me and smiled. “You gotta do that again!”
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