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You've had to wait rather a long time for this, for which I apologise!
But finally, here is the next chapter of Straight Boy Roommate. At the end of Chapter 4, Dan was heading for the shower, to wash Kev's spunk out of his hair...
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The door clicks closed, and suddenly I’m alone. I check the time; it’s nearly five. Unbelievable. Six hours since that moment in the Student’s Union when Dan turned round unexpectedly and knocked me onto my arse.
Fucking hell; it’s all happened so quickly. I want to think it all through, go back over it all in my head. Try and make some sense of it.
But maybe not now. Just at the moment I’ve got Dan’s laptop in front of me, and my cock is hard and demanding that I give it some attention. I get my hand round it and start giving it a little rub, while I count today’s orgasms. Number one in bed this morning; number two with the Fleshlight in front of my computer. Those were my last pre-Dan orgasms; that’s such a weird thought.
Three was in the toilet when I put Dan’s trainer on, and four was in the bar. So, that means I’ve had five so far today. I picture the fifth one again; that thick rope of cum shooting out into Dan’s hair and down the side of his face. Fuck, that was so hot!
And on top of that, I’ve wanked Dan off, and sucked Ryan and made him cum. No wonder I’m feeling super-horny then! Time to choose a suitable website, I think, and blow another load.
There’s a bleep; I’ve got a text. I reach down the side of the bed to where Dan threw my jeans, and fumble through the pockets. It’s from Ryan:
‘yr pic has me rock hard yr so dirty x’
My cock twitches. I think about texting back, but decide to ring instead. Ryan answers on the first ring.
‘Hey Ryan, are you wanking over my pic?’
I hear him laugh. ‘No! Well, not really. I can’t at the moment.’
‘Oh right, is…’ I find I can’t remember the name of Ryan’s roommate. I’m not sure if Dan ever mentioned it. ‘…is your roommate in?’
‘Yeah, he is.’
‘OK. I’d better be careful what I say, then.’
‘You don’t have to. I’m not in the room.’
‘What?’
‘I’m not in the room. I came outside to text you.’
‘Cool. Where are you now?’
There’s a bit of a pause. It feels like a slightly embarrassed pause. I try again, ‘Ryan, what’s going on?’
‘I’m outside your window.’
I almost run over to the window and look out. Ryan is standing out on the grass, with his phone pressed to his ear. I push the window open, and he looks up as he hears the noise. I end the call and shout down to him: ‘Ryan, you all right?’
‘I needed to get outside. I got really… really horny, and I needed to get out of the room. I just ended up here.’
‘Great! Look, I’ll be down in, like, two minutes. I need to get some clothes on. Wait there.’ I’m just about to shut the window, but decide instead to give Ryan a quick show. I kneel up on the windowsill and hold onto the curtain rail to steady myself. Looking down, I see Ryan putting his phone away. ‘Hey Ryan! Want some of this?’ I grab my hard-on with my free hand and start wanking it. Ryan looks horrified. ‘Get down, you twat! Someone might see you!’ He’s looking around wildly, to see if anyone is nearby. I climb down and lean out of the window again. ‘But Ryan, I thought you’d want to see…’ I raise my volume a bit ‘… my erect penis!’
‘Fucking shut up will you? You’re so embarrassing! If you don’t shut up right now, I’m going!’ He’s trying to sound serious, but I can see his smile even from this distance.
‘OK, OK. Hang on; I’ll be down in a minute.’
I pull the window closed, and head for where my clothes are piled in a heap on the floor. I remember the state my boxers were in when Dan took them off, and decide to get some clean ones. Just as I reach the wardrobe, a much better idea hits me, and I go round to Dan’s side of the beds instead.
His clothes are also in a pile on the floor, and I don’t stop even for a moment to wonder if he’ll mind me doing this. I pick up his boxers, give then a couple of big sniffs, and put them on. They’re tight, white ones, and I take a second to rub my hand over them, feeling how my hard-on fills them, and she shape it makes in the stretchy material. Then I get Dan’s jeans and slip my legs into them. This is so hot. Next the t-shirt; it’s the “Masturbating is not a Crime” t-shirt, and it has some of his smell on it. Part after-shave, part male sweat and masculine fucking… oh God I’m loving this.
I look round for socks, but remember that both of his socks got used as cum rags, and they’re both on my bed, ready for me to re-use them. I won’t bother with socks. The trainers on Dan’s side of the bed are mine, of course, and I don’t want to wear those, it would be far less exciting. I could just put on the one’s I’ve been wearing for most of the afternoon, but I decide to see what else is in Dan’s wardrobe. I find some quite old DCs, which are a bit trashed and fucking hot. I hold one in my hand, and can’t help myself; I give my crotch a quick rub with it, and have a sniff, breathing in the smells of feet and sweat that have soaked into the leather over the months, maybe years that he’s worn them. Fuck! My cock gives a jolt in Dan’s jeans, and starts to throb a bit. Fucking hell, this is unreal!
I slip my bare feet into the trainers; Christ I could just cum right now! ‘Got to go,’ I tell myself, ‘Got to go and meet Ryan’. Ryan’s downstairs, and he’s fit and horny, and he’s got a hard-on over my cock pic.
As I head out of the door and down the corridor, I can feel my cock rubbing on Dan’s boxers, my legs rubbing against his jeans, my feet in his trainers. By the time I reach Ryan, I’m insanely horny. When he sees me, he reaches out and moves in for a hug. I almost shout at him, ‘Ryan, Be careful!’
He steps back, with a look of absolute panic in his eyes; ‘Shit! What? What is it?’
‘If you hug me, I think I’ll cum!’
‘What? Is that…? I thought there was something wrong…’
‘No, it’s all right. There’s nothing wrong. I’m just so horny, I could blow any second. I’m wearing Dan’s clothes, and it’s got me really… you know.’
There’s an immediate change in Ryan. His head and shoulders go down, and he loses all the excitement I’d sensed in him when I first saw him. I hear him sigh. ‘Look, I think I’d better go.’
‘What do you mean, go?’
‘’It was stupid, me coming here. I’ll go.’
He turns quickly and sets off up the path without looking back. I’m after him in a second; I get ahead of him and grab his shoulders to make him stop. ‘Ryan! What are you doing? What’s the matter?’ He won’t look at me; he’s keeping his eyes down and his body’s shaking a bit. I don’t know what to do. ‘Ryan, please talk to me. Did I say something wrong?’ Still no response.
I decide to try a yes/no question; see if that’s more successful. ‘Ryan, are you angry with me about something?’ He shakes his head and mumbles a ‘No’.
‘But you’re upset about something?’ Another big sigh is all the answer I get, but it’s as clear as any words. ‘Was it something I said? Something about Dan?’
This time Ryan nods his head slowly, and finally, he looks up and fixes me with a bleak stare. ‘I wasn’t thinking. I got so horny looking at your picture; I just wanted to see you, and… but you should go back to Dan. It’s not fair, me being here. It’s not right.’
I move my hands up to his face and brush his hair out of his eyes. I try to choose my words carefully; ‘Ryan, earlier on, you know, when I sucked you, and I said I’d come back tomorrow, and you could do whatever you wanted. You remember?’ He nods again. ‘Well, I meant that, you know? I wasn’t just saying it. And when I got your text, and found you were right outside, I got really excited. And I thought you were too. And now I don’t understand what the matter is.’
There’s a pause, and Ryan opens and closes his mouth a couple of times; I think he’s searching for the right words too. ‘Look. It’s all right for you. You say we can, like, fool around and do stuff together, but that’s all it is to you, isn’t it? It’s just a bit of fooling around. You’ve got a boyfriend, and when you’ve had a bit of fun with me, you can go back to him, and I’m just fucking… I don’t think I can… shit! Shit!! Don’t you get it? It’s not just a laugh for me. I’ve never done this before. I’ve never had a boyfriend. I’ve never even had sex! When you sucked me off, it was the most amazing thing; it was, like, the best feeling I’ve ever had, and I want… I want…’ His voice trails off, and he starts to sob, his body crumpling and shaking. He looks so small and vulnerable and desperate.
I move forward and draw him close, moving his head onto my shoulder and closing my other arm behind his back. He lets me hold him for a few seconds, and then I feel his arms fold round me and pull me in so tightly that it hurts. He’s holding on to me like his life depends on it, and maybe that’s how it feels. I smooth his hair and rub his back, and just wait; just let him get everything out of his system. Eventually, he seems to become more peaceful, and the crying stops.
I know I can’t let this go on any longer. When Dan came up with the ‘gay couple’ thing, it seemed like a laugh; and it meant I could get to share with Dan, the thing I wanted most in the world. I knew it might backfire on Dan; I even told him that. But I never thought it would backfire on me. But Ryan’s really fucked up about it, and I know I’ve got to explain things to him. I just don’t know how he’ll react.
‘Ryan, I need to say something, OK? I need to tell you something. You’re going to think I’m a real piece of shit, and you’ll probably be really mad at me, but just let me say it, yeah, and then you can tell me to go fuck myself, or you can punch me, or whatever; I don’t care. Well, the thing is, er… well, Dan’s not actually gay. It’s … er… we wanted to share a room, because… well, because… FUCK! I can’t explain this; it’s too complicated! It sounds fucking stupid.’
Ryan lifts his head from my shoulder and looks straight at me. ‘Dan’s not gay?’
‘No. He says he’s completely straight, and I don’t know, I think maybe he is. Well, more or less, anyway.’
‘So what about you?’
‘Oh. Yeah, I’m gay. That’s true, at least.’
‘But what about… weren’t you having sex this afternoon?’
‘No! We’ve never had sex; well, not real sex. I’ve told you, Dan’s straight. He just enjoys getting me all fucking horny and desperate; he seems to get off on it. So I’ve had a couple of wanks over him, that’s all. Then, when we went back to the room to watch porn; he was on a video chat with some girls, and they said they’d lick each other out if he let me wank him off. So he let me do it. But he was watching the girls the whole time.’
‘So he’s really not gay?’
‘No. Well, I don’t think so.’
‘And you’re not going out with him?’
‘No. I only met him today.’
‘What! Well, why the fuck did you say you were then?’ Oh shit, here it comes…
‘We needed a way to make you change rooms. Dan thought it’d be a laugh, you know, if him and me shared; so we decided to use my room, but when we got there, you’d just arrived, and Dan just said the first thing that came into his head.’
‘And you made me go and share with that freak?’ This is going really badly.
‘Ryan, I’m sorry. If I’d known you then, I wouldn’t have done it. I was so excited about sharing with Dan; you know, seeing him naked and watching him wanking and stuff. I didn’t think about you.’
There’s a long silence, while we stand together, our arms still round each other, with Ryan looking intently at me. I’m not liking the silence, and the longer it goes on, the more I don’t like it. I don’t know if I should say something, or let go of Ryan, or even just go away completely.
Finally, Ryan seems ready to speak. ‘So, Dan’s not gay, although you told me he was. And you’re not going out with each other, even though you said you were.’
‘Yeah. Sorry.’
‘So are you going out with anyone?’
‘No. I’ve never had a boyfriend. I’m not really out, back home. Not properly.’
‘But you’re telling me all that stuff about wanting to see me tomorrow… you’re telling me that’s all true.’
‘Ryan, that’s totally true. You’re got to believe me.’
There’s another pause, while Ryan looks hard at me again, and then: ‘OK, so can we have sex now?’
‘What! Don’t you mind about all this? I mean…’
‘No, it’s all right. Can we have sex now?’
‘I thought you’d be so mad about it. I thought…’
‘Well, I’m not. I want to have sex.’
‘Are you sure?’
‘Of course I’m fucking sure. Why, don’t you want to?’
‘Yeah, I want to! I want to so much!’
Ryan pulls my head towards him, and locks his open mouth onto mine. Our tongues start probing each other’s mouths, pushing in and out; our hands move to the back of each other’s heads, forcing our mouths together even more tightly. I feel Ryan’s crotch starting to rub against mine, and he slips one of his hands into the back pocket of my jeans, pulling me in closer. I move a hand down his back, and slip it into his jeans pocket, and press my cock against his. We’re both rock hard; I can feel his hard-on clearly through the layers of denim, and I know he’ll be able to feel mine.
Suddenly, there’s a loud wolf whistle from very close by, and we both jump wildly, letting go of each other and stepping back. Two girls go past, whispering and giggling, and disappear into my accommodation block. I try to calm down my breathing, and wait for the adrenaline rush to subside. We obviously can’t stay here. I have a quick look around. ‘Come on, let’s go down there.’ I point down the side of the block. ‘There aren’t any windows or lights along there; we can get right out of the way.’
‘OK!’
I instinctively reach out and take Ryan’s hand and set off for the corner of the block at a run, pulling him along with me. We disappear down the side of the building, and into the shadows. I pull Ryan round to face me and push him back against the wall, moving back in to kiss him. Immediately, he stiffens, and a momentary panic shows on his face.
In a second, the conversation we had earlier floods back into my head, and I realise what I’ve done. ‘Shit Ryan! I wasn’t thinking. I’m really sorry.’
‘It’s all right. I’m OK.’
‘It’s that thing that happened to you; that guy, outside that club…?’
‘It just… it just came back to me. But I’m OK now.’
‘Ryan, I’d never do anything that would hurt you. You’ve got to believe that.’
‘I do. It was just when you pushed me against the wall. It made me think…’
‘Do you want to stop?’
‘No! Fuck, no!’
‘Do you want to go somewhere else?’
‘No. It’s OK. I got scared; but I’m all right now.’ But I can see that he’s still breathing hard, and the panicky look hasn’t quite gone from his eyes.
‘Look; I’ve got an idea. See what you think of this. You’re in charge from now on, and you can tell me to do exactly what you want. I won’t do anything unless you tell me to. That way you’ll know that nothing bad’s going to happen. Good idea?’
There’s the start of a smile now from Ryan. ‘OK! Right!’ He thinks for a moment. ‘Well, the first thing that’s going to happen is…’ I feel Ryan’s hands on my shoulders, and he swings me round, forcing my back against the wall, and pinning me there. ‘And now the next thing I want is this…’ He moves forward squashing me completely against the cold bricks, and, in a moment, his tongue is back in my mouth and his hard-on is rubbing against mine. I just love feeling him taking control like this. I relax, and enjoy the waves of excitement and warmth which are starting to run through my body.
After a while, Ryan stops kissing and grinding against me, and smiles again. ‘Now, what I want you to do, is get my cock out.’ He takes a small step back, so I can get to his flies, and I undo his jeans as quickly as I can. Immediately, his nob jumps up, full and hard; he’s not wearing any underwear.
‘Ryan! No boxers? You dirty boy!’
His smile gets wider. ‘I took them off. They were a bit messy’
‘Cool.’ I want to take his dick in my hand, but I have to wait until I’m told.
‘OK, Kev. Now get yours out.’ I almost rip the buttons off Dan’s jeans; I’m in such a rush to do it. In a few seconds, we’re standing with our cocks just an inch apart. Both of them are jolting and jerking in time to our heartbeats, and both are leaking pre-cum; masses of it. It’s all so new and exciting; having a real guy standing there, not just imagining it. The only problem is trying to hold off and not cum too fast. I’m just too horned up – still, what the fuck?
Ryan starts to move forward, until the tips of our cocks touch. It’s like an electric shock; my body shudders with excitement, and a wave of lust runs through my whole body. ‘Now, am I still in charge?’
‘Yeah! Tell me what to do.’
‘Stick your finger in my arse and then make me cum!’
‘Ryan, you sure? Is that really what you want?’
‘Yeah, I’m sure! Just fucking do it before I change my mind.’
I reach out for him and pull him towards me. He spreads his legs, with his feet just outside each of mine, and takes hold of me round the waist. ‘Do it, Kev. I want you to.’
I slide my hands inside the back of Ryan’s jeans, and down over the tight, hard mounds of his arse cheeks. Fuck! His body’s so hot! Then I remember that I’m going to need some lube, and I pull my left hand back out, extending my thumb and moving it up to Ryan’s mouth. He opens his mouth enough for me to slide my thumb inside, and he sucks it for a while, as I push it in and out. For some reason, this is a real turn-on, and it gets us even more horny. We’re both breathing heavily as my dripping wet thumb goes back inside Ryan’s jeans.
I feel my way to his hole, and rub my thumb over it a couple of times. I feel Ryan react; his body tightens and he lets out a moan. He bends his legs a little, and I push against the muscle. It opens easily, and the tip of my thumb slides inside. I know the second muscle will be tighter; it’s amazing how much you can learn from reading porn stories! I’ve also read about what to do next: ‘Ryan, push against my finger. Like you’re having a shit.’ I feel him adjust his position, and then his muscles tense up. Something changes subtly inside his arse, and I push my thumb firmly upwards, as smoothly as I can. It’s in, and Ryan’s breathing really, really hard.
‘Are you OK?’
‘Yeah! Yeah! Keep going!’
I know where I’m heading; I’ve felt my own prostate enough times, and although it feels different coming at it from the other side, I know I’m going to find the spot easily enough. My thumb slides in another inch, and comes to rest against something hard.
The reaction from Ryan is instantaneous, ‘Oh fuck!’ His arse tightens hard round my thumb, his whole body jerks and he starts to grind his cock against me, moaning and gasping for breath. ‘That feels… Oh God!’ His orgasm starts, and his movements get wilder and wilder. I manage to keep my thumb inside him, and grab a handful of his arse cheek in my other hand. His body is tensing and jerking as he cums, and I can feel something hot against my stomach. His head is on my shoulder and he’s grunting and moaning really loud! Thank fuck we moved right down here; he’s making so much noise!
Eventually, Ryan’s body starts to relax, and his breathing slows a little. Neither of us moves for a while, and then he starts to peel his body away from mine. I feel his arse muscles push against my thumb, and I let it slide out of his hole. There’s so much cum plastered all over us, on our stomachs, on both our cock, in our pubes and on our jeans. I can’t resist running the side of my finger up Ryan’s cock, wiping up a big glob of spunk and lifting it to my mouth. Ryan laughs, and runs a finger up my stomach, getting it as wet as possible and then transferring it to his own mouth.
Ryan looks down at my cock. ‘Right, now it’s your turn.’ His hand closes around my cock, and he starts wanking it gently. ‘So, you ready to cum?’
‘You bet! I’m fucking desperate!’
‘OK. What do you want me to do?’
‘Ryan, you’re in charge, remember! You decide.’
‘Oh, yeah. I’d forgotten that. I’m in charge. OK, I’m going to wank you off.’ But he doesn’t; he seems to still be thinking. ‘But you’re allowed to ask for one thing, if you want. Just one though; something to make it more exciting. What’s it going to be?’
‘I want one of your Converse.’
‘What?’
‘I want to do pervy stuff with your Converse while you’re wanking me.’
Ryan’s eyes widen. ‘Wow. That sounds proper dirty! Could be hot though! Right; if you want one of my shoes, you’d better get down there and fetch it.’
I kneel down between Ryan’s legs and take hold of his left ankle, lifting his foot off the ground. I take hold of the sole and slide the hot, horny trainer off his foot. He’s wearing a bright green sock; it’s very thin, and stretched to the exact shape of his foot. Fucking hell! So hot!
I stand up again, facing Ryan, grinning like a little kid, and holding the Converse. Ryan wraps his hand round my nob, and starts wanking it gently. He looks up at me, ‘So, what you going to do with it then? Just stand and hold it?’ He gives my nob a hard squeeze, and rubs a bit faster. I lift Ryan’s trainer up to my face, and put it over my nose and mouth, breathing in hard. Oh God, that smell is such a turn-on; it drives me wild. The hot male smell that comes off a guy’s trainers always gets me going; and Converse are even better; the canvas seems to soak up more of that amazing man-odour than leather does.
I’m just getting really into it, when I feel the trainer being snatched away from me. Ryan’s taking it back and looking into it suspiciously. I think I may have gone a bit too far. ‘Sorry, Ryan, was that too pervy?’
‘No, Kev, not pervy enough!’ He puts his hand on my chest and pushes me back against the wall. Then he takes his Converse in both hands and slips it over my hard, throbbing cock. I feel the friction as my bell-end rubs against the canvas, and slides into the toe end of the shoe. Then he takes hold with both hands, squeezes hard and starts to wank it up and down my nob, really fast. The feeling’s so intense, I can’t stop myself shouting out, and I have to grab at Ryan’s shoulders to steady myself.
He squeezes the Converse even tighter round my cock, and rubs it even faster. It’s hurting, but it feels amazing at the same time. I can feel myself about to go over the edge, ‘Ryan! Oh God. I’m going to make such a mess of your shoe.’ As soon as I’ve said it, it starts to happen. My arse tightens, my muscles all clench, and the first massive wave of the orgasm breaks over me. My hips jerk forward, and my cock starts shooting; squirt after squirt. It’s got to be a big load, when it’s this intense, maybe bigger than the one I shot on Dan.
It’s almost too intense though, and as my cum starts to subside, I have to put my hand on Ryan’s wrist and slow it all down. He lets me get my breath back a little, and then moves in for a kiss, pinning my cock, still wearing its hot Converse, between us.
When the kiss finally ends, Ryan moves back a little and looks down. ‘Right, put my shoe back on.’
‘Ryan, it’s soaking. It’s going to feel disgusting. I’ll try and clean it out, or wipe it, or something.’
‘Don’t you fucking dare! Just put it back on. It’s going to be something to remember you by until tomorrow.’
I reach down and slide my nob out. It’s covered in spunk, and it looks a bit red. I think it might need a bit of TLC with some hand cream later on; I can’t risk it getting sore, especially not now! I tip up Ryan’s Converse and look inside. Quite a lot of spunk runs down into the heel; it really is very wet in there, and I can’t stop myself grinning. I look at Ryan, and he’s grinning too.
I kneel down, and Ryan lifts his foot for me to slide the trainer back on. If he thinks it’s disgusting, he certainly doesn’t show it. As I stand up, he draws me in for another kiss, ‘Don’t think I’m going to take these socks off tonight!’
You've had to wait rather a long time for this, for which I apologise!
But finally, here is the next chapter of Straight Boy Roommate. At the end of Chapter 4, Dan was heading for the shower, to wash Kev's spunk out of his hair...
I hope you enjoy it; please keep the comments and messages cumming my way! I appreciate all your feedback!
STRAIGHT BOY ROOMMATE
CHAPTER 5
CHAPTER 5
The door clicks closed, and suddenly I’m alone. I check the time; it’s nearly five. Unbelievable. Six hours since that moment in the Student’s Union when Dan turned round unexpectedly and knocked me onto my arse.
Fucking hell; it’s all happened so quickly. I want to think it all through, go back over it all in my head. Try and make some sense of it.
But maybe not now. Just at the moment I’ve got Dan’s laptop in front of me, and my cock is hard and demanding that I give it some attention. I get my hand round it and start giving it a little rub, while I count today’s orgasms. Number one in bed this morning; number two with the Fleshlight in front of my computer. Those were my last pre-Dan orgasms; that’s such a weird thought.
Three was in the toilet when I put Dan’s trainer on, and four was in the bar. So, that means I’ve had five so far today. I picture the fifth one again; that thick rope of cum shooting out into Dan’s hair and down the side of his face. Fuck, that was so hot!
And on top of that, I’ve wanked Dan off, and sucked Ryan and made him cum. No wonder I’m feeling super-horny then! Time to choose a suitable website, I think, and blow another load.
There’s a bleep; I’ve got a text. I reach down the side of the bed to where Dan threw my jeans, and fumble through the pockets. It’s from Ryan:
‘yr pic has me rock hard yr so dirty x’
My cock twitches. I think about texting back, but decide to ring instead. Ryan answers on the first ring.
‘Hey Ryan, are you wanking over my pic?’
I hear him laugh. ‘No! Well, not really. I can’t at the moment.’
‘Oh right, is…’ I find I can’t remember the name of Ryan’s roommate. I’m not sure if Dan ever mentioned it. ‘…is your roommate in?’
‘Yeah, he is.’
‘OK. I’d better be careful what I say, then.’
‘You don’t have to. I’m not in the room.’
‘What?’
‘I’m not in the room. I came outside to text you.’
‘Cool. Where are you now?’
There’s a bit of a pause. It feels like a slightly embarrassed pause. I try again, ‘Ryan, what’s going on?’
‘I’m outside your window.’
I almost run over to the window and look out. Ryan is standing out on the grass, with his phone pressed to his ear. I push the window open, and he looks up as he hears the noise. I end the call and shout down to him: ‘Ryan, you all right?’
‘I needed to get outside. I got really… really horny, and I needed to get out of the room. I just ended up here.’
‘Great! Look, I’ll be down in, like, two minutes. I need to get some clothes on. Wait there.’ I’m just about to shut the window, but decide instead to give Ryan a quick show. I kneel up on the windowsill and hold onto the curtain rail to steady myself. Looking down, I see Ryan putting his phone away. ‘Hey Ryan! Want some of this?’ I grab my hard-on with my free hand and start wanking it. Ryan looks horrified. ‘Get down, you twat! Someone might see you!’ He’s looking around wildly, to see if anyone is nearby. I climb down and lean out of the window again. ‘But Ryan, I thought you’d want to see…’ I raise my volume a bit ‘… my erect penis!’
‘Fucking shut up will you? You’re so embarrassing! If you don’t shut up right now, I’m going!’ He’s trying to sound serious, but I can see his smile even from this distance.
‘OK, OK. Hang on; I’ll be down in a minute.’
I pull the window closed, and head for where my clothes are piled in a heap on the floor. I remember the state my boxers were in when Dan took them off, and decide to get some clean ones. Just as I reach the wardrobe, a much better idea hits me, and I go round to Dan’s side of the beds instead.
His clothes are also in a pile on the floor, and I don’t stop even for a moment to wonder if he’ll mind me doing this. I pick up his boxers, give then a couple of big sniffs, and put them on. They’re tight, white ones, and I take a second to rub my hand over them, feeling how my hard-on fills them, and she shape it makes in the stretchy material. Then I get Dan’s jeans and slip my legs into them. This is so hot. Next the t-shirt; it’s the “Masturbating is not a Crime” t-shirt, and it has some of his smell on it. Part after-shave, part male sweat and masculine fucking… oh God I’m loving this.
I look round for socks, but remember that both of his socks got used as cum rags, and they’re both on my bed, ready for me to re-use them. I won’t bother with socks. The trainers on Dan’s side of the bed are mine, of course, and I don’t want to wear those, it would be far less exciting. I could just put on the one’s I’ve been wearing for most of the afternoon, but I decide to see what else is in Dan’s wardrobe. I find some quite old DCs, which are a bit trashed and fucking hot. I hold one in my hand, and can’t help myself; I give my crotch a quick rub with it, and have a sniff, breathing in the smells of feet and sweat that have soaked into the leather over the months, maybe years that he’s worn them. Fuck! My cock gives a jolt in Dan’s jeans, and starts to throb a bit. Fucking hell, this is unreal!
I slip my bare feet into the trainers; Christ I could just cum right now! ‘Got to go,’ I tell myself, ‘Got to go and meet Ryan’. Ryan’s downstairs, and he’s fit and horny, and he’s got a hard-on over my cock pic.
As I head out of the door and down the corridor, I can feel my cock rubbing on Dan’s boxers, my legs rubbing against his jeans, my feet in his trainers. By the time I reach Ryan, I’m insanely horny. When he sees me, he reaches out and moves in for a hug. I almost shout at him, ‘Ryan, Be careful!’
He steps back, with a look of absolute panic in his eyes; ‘Shit! What? What is it?’
‘If you hug me, I think I’ll cum!’
‘What? Is that…? I thought there was something wrong…’
‘No, it’s all right. There’s nothing wrong. I’m just so horny, I could blow any second. I’m wearing Dan’s clothes, and it’s got me really… you know.’
There’s an immediate change in Ryan. His head and shoulders go down, and he loses all the excitement I’d sensed in him when I first saw him. I hear him sigh. ‘Look, I think I’d better go.’
‘What do you mean, go?’
‘’It was stupid, me coming here. I’ll go.’
He turns quickly and sets off up the path without looking back. I’m after him in a second; I get ahead of him and grab his shoulders to make him stop. ‘Ryan! What are you doing? What’s the matter?’ He won’t look at me; he’s keeping his eyes down and his body’s shaking a bit. I don’t know what to do. ‘Ryan, please talk to me. Did I say something wrong?’ Still no response.
I decide to try a yes/no question; see if that’s more successful. ‘Ryan, are you angry with me about something?’ He shakes his head and mumbles a ‘No’.
‘But you’re upset about something?’ Another big sigh is all the answer I get, but it’s as clear as any words. ‘Was it something I said? Something about Dan?’
This time Ryan nods his head slowly, and finally, he looks up and fixes me with a bleak stare. ‘I wasn’t thinking. I got so horny looking at your picture; I just wanted to see you, and… but you should go back to Dan. It’s not fair, me being here. It’s not right.’
I move my hands up to his face and brush his hair out of his eyes. I try to choose my words carefully; ‘Ryan, earlier on, you know, when I sucked you, and I said I’d come back tomorrow, and you could do whatever you wanted. You remember?’ He nods again. ‘Well, I meant that, you know? I wasn’t just saying it. And when I got your text, and found you were right outside, I got really excited. And I thought you were too. And now I don’t understand what the matter is.’
There’s a pause, and Ryan opens and closes his mouth a couple of times; I think he’s searching for the right words too. ‘Look. It’s all right for you. You say we can, like, fool around and do stuff together, but that’s all it is to you, isn’t it? It’s just a bit of fooling around. You’ve got a boyfriend, and when you’ve had a bit of fun with me, you can go back to him, and I’m just fucking… I don’t think I can… shit! Shit!! Don’t you get it? It’s not just a laugh for me. I’ve never done this before. I’ve never had a boyfriend. I’ve never even had sex! When you sucked me off, it was the most amazing thing; it was, like, the best feeling I’ve ever had, and I want… I want…’ His voice trails off, and he starts to sob, his body crumpling and shaking. He looks so small and vulnerable and desperate.
I move forward and draw him close, moving his head onto my shoulder and closing my other arm behind his back. He lets me hold him for a few seconds, and then I feel his arms fold round me and pull me in so tightly that it hurts. He’s holding on to me like his life depends on it, and maybe that’s how it feels. I smooth his hair and rub his back, and just wait; just let him get everything out of his system. Eventually, he seems to become more peaceful, and the crying stops.
I know I can’t let this go on any longer. When Dan came up with the ‘gay couple’ thing, it seemed like a laugh; and it meant I could get to share with Dan, the thing I wanted most in the world. I knew it might backfire on Dan; I even told him that. But I never thought it would backfire on me. But Ryan’s really fucked up about it, and I know I’ve got to explain things to him. I just don’t know how he’ll react.
‘Ryan, I need to say something, OK? I need to tell you something. You’re going to think I’m a real piece of shit, and you’ll probably be really mad at me, but just let me say it, yeah, and then you can tell me to go fuck myself, or you can punch me, or whatever; I don’t care. Well, the thing is, er… well, Dan’s not actually gay. It’s … er… we wanted to share a room, because… well, because… FUCK! I can’t explain this; it’s too complicated! It sounds fucking stupid.’
Ryan lifts his head from my shoulder and looks straight at me. ‘Dan’s not gay?’
‘No. He says he’s completely straight, and I don’t know, I think maybe he is. Well, more or less, anyway.’
‘So what about you?’
‘Oh. Yeah, I’m gay. That’s true, at least.’
‘But what about… weren’t you having sex this afternoon?’
‘No! We’ve never had sex; well, not real sex. I’ve told you, Dan’s straight. He just enjoys getting me all fucking horny and desperate; he seems to get off on it. So I’ve had a couple of wanks over him, that’s all. Then, when we went back to the room to watch porn; he was on a video chat with some girls, and they said they’d lick each other out if he let me wank him off. So he let me do it. But he was watching the girls the whole time.’
‘So he’s really not gay?’
‘No. Well, I don’t think so.’
‘And you’re not going out with him?’
‘No. I only met him today.’
‘What! Well, why the fuck did you say you were then?’ Oh shit, here it comes…
‘We needed a way to make you change rooms. Dan thought it’d be a laugh, you know, if him and me shared; so we decided to use my room, but when we got there, you’d just arrived, and Dan just said the first thing that came into his head.’
‘And you made me go and share with that freak?’ This is going really badly.
‘Ryan, I’m sorry. If I’d known you then, I wouldn’t have done it. I was so excited about sharing with Dan; you know, seeing him naked and watching him wanking and stuff. I didn’t think about you.’
There’s a long silence, while we stand together, our arms still round each other, with Ryan looking intently at me. I’m not liking the silence, and the longer it goes on, the more I don’t like it. I don’t know if I should say something, or let go of Ryan, or even just go away completely.
Finally, Ryan seems ready to speak. ‘So, Dan’s not gay, although you told me he was. And you’re not going out with each other, even though you said you were.’
‘Yeah. Sorry.’
‘So are you going out with anyone?’
‘No. I’ve never had a boyfriend. I’m not really out, back home. Not properly.’
‘But you’re telling me all that stuff about wanting to see me tomorrow… you’re telling me that’s all true.’
‘Ryan, that’s totally true. You’re got to believe me.’
There’s another pause, while Ryan looks hard at me again, and then: ‘OK, so can we have sex now?’
‘What! Don’t you mind about all this? I mean…’
‘No, it’s all right. Can we have sex now?’
‘I thought you’d be so mad about it. I thought…’
‘Well, I’m not. I want to have sex.’
‘Are you sure?’
‘Of course I’m fucking sure. Why, don’t you want to?’
‘Yeah, I want to! I want to so much!’
Ryan pulls my head towards him, and locks his open mouth onto mine. Our tongues start probing each other’s mouths, pushing in and out; our hands move to the back of each other’s heads, forcing our mouths together even more tightly. I feel Ryan’s crotch starting to rub against mine, and he slips one of his hands into the back pocket of my jeans, pulling me in closer. I move a hand down his back, and slip it into his jeans pocket, and press my cock against his. We’re both rock hard; I can feel his hard-on clearly through the layers of denim, and I know he’ll be able to feel mine.
Suddenly, there’s a loud wolf whistle from very close by, and we both jump wildly, letting go of each other and stepping back. Two girls go past, whispering and giggling, and disappear into my accommodation block. I try to calm down my breathing, and wait for the adrenaline rush to subside. We obviously can’t stay here. I have a quick look around. ‘Come on, let’s go down there.’ I point down the side of the block. ‘There aren’t any windows or lights along there; we can get right out of the way.’
‘OK!’
I instinctively reach out and take Ryan’s hand and set off for the corner of the block at a run, pulling him along with me. We disappear down the side of the building, and into the shadows. I pull Ryan round to face me and push him back against the wall, moving back in to kiss him. Immediately, he stiffens, and a momentary panic shows on his face.
In a second, the conversation we had earlier floods back into my head, and I realise what I’ve done. ‘Shit Ryan! I wasn’t thinking. I’m really sorry.’
‘It’s all right. I’m OK.’
‘It’s that thing that happened to you; that guy, outside that club…?’
‘It just… it just came back to me. But I’m OK now.’
‘Ryan, I’d never do anything that would hurt you. You’ve got to believe that.’
‘I do. It was just when you pushed me against the wall. It made me think…’
‘Do you want to stop?’
‘No! Fuck, no!’
‘Do you want to go somewhere else?’
‘No. It’s OK. I got scared; but I’m all right now.’ But I can see that he’s still breathing hard, and the panicky look hasn’t quite gone from his eyes.
‘Look; I’ve got an idea. See what you think of this. You’re in charge from now on, and you can tell me to do exactly what you want. I won’t do anything unless you tell me to. That way you’ll know that nothing bad’s going to happen. Good idea?’
There’s the start of a smile now from Ryan. ‘OK! Right!’ He thinks for a moment. ‘Well, the first thing that’s going to happen is…’ I feel Ryan’s hands on my shoulders, and he swings me round, forcing my back against the wall, and pinning me there. ‘And now the next thing I want is this…’ He moves forward squashing me completely against the cold bricks, and, in a moment, his tongue is back in my mouth and his hard-on is rubbing against mine. I just love feeling him taking control like this. I relax, and enjoy the waves of excitement and warmth which are starting to run through my body.
After a while, Ryan stops kissing and grinding against me, and smiles again. ‘Now, what I want you to do, is get my cock out.’ He takes a small step back, so I can get to his flies, and I undo his jeans as quickly as I can. Immediately, his nob jumps up, full and hard; he’s not wearing any underwear.
‘Ryan! No boxers? You dirty boy!’
His smile gets wider. ‘I took them off. They were a bit messy’
‘Cool.’ I want to take his dick in my hand, but I have to wait until I’m told.
‘OK, Kev. Now get yours out.’ I almost rip the buttons off Dan’s jeans; I’m in such a rush to do it. In a few seconds, we’re standing with our cocks just an inch apart. Both of them are jolting and jerking in time to our heartbeats, and both are leaking pre-cum; masses of it. It’s all so new and exciting; having a real guy standing there, not just imagining it. The only problem is trying to hold off and not cum too fast. I’m just too horned up – still, what the fuck?
Ryan starts to move forward, until the tips of our cocks touch. It’s like an electric shock; my body shudders with excitement, and a wave of lust runs through my whole body. ‘Now, am I still in charge?’
‘Yeah! Tell me what to do.’
‘Stick your finger in my arse and then make me cum!’
‘Ryan, you sure? Is that really what you want?’
‘Yeah, I’m sure! Just fucking do it before I change my mind.’
I reach out for him and pull him towards me. He spreads his legs, with his feet just outside each of mine, and takes hold of me round the waist. ‘Do it, Kev. I want you to.’
I slide my hands inside the back of Ryan’s jeans, and down over the tight, hard mounds of his arse cheeks. Fuck! His body’s so hot! Then I remember that I’m going to need some lube, and I pull my left hand back out, extending my thumb and moving it up to Ryan’s mouth. He opens his mouth enough for me to slide my thumb inside, and he sucks it for a while, as I push it in and out. For some reason, this is a real turn-on, and it gets us even more horny. We’re both breathing heavily as my dripping wet thumb goes back inside Ryan’s jeans.
I feel my way to his hole, and rub my thumb over it a couple of times. I feel Ryan react; his body tightens and he lets out a moan. He bends his legs a little, and I push against the muscle. It opens easily, and the tip of my thumb slides inside. I know the second muscle will be tighter; it’s amazing how much you can learn from reading porn stories! I’ve also read about what to do next: ‘Ryan, push against my finger. Like you’re having a shit.’ I feel him adjust his position, and then his muscles tense up. Something changes subtly inside his arse, and I push my thumb firmly upwards, as smoothly as I can. It’s in, and Ryan’s breathing really, really hard.
‘Are you OK?’
‘Yeah! Yeah! Keep going!’
I know where I’m heading; I’ve felt my own prostate enough times, and although it feels different coming at it from the other side, I know I’m going to find the spot easily enough. My thumb slides in another inch, and comes to rest against something hard.
The reaction from Ryan is instantaneous, ‘Oh fuck!’ His arse tightens hard round my thumb, his whole body jerks and he starts to grind his cock against me, moaning and gasping for breath. ‘That feels… Oh God!’ His orgasm starts, and his movements get wilder and wilder. I manage to keep my thumb inside him, and grab a handful of his arse cheek in my other hand. His body is tensing and jerking as he cums, and I can feel something hot against my stomach. His head is on my shoulder and he’s grunting and moaning really loud! Thank fuck we moved right down here; he’s making so much noise!
Eventually, Ryan’s body starts to relax, and his breathing slows a little. Neither of us moves for a while, and then he starts to peel his body away from mine. I feel his arse muscles push against my thumb, and I let it slide out of his hole. There’s so much cum plastered all over us, on our stomachs, on both our cock, in our pubes and on our jeans. I can’t resist running the side of my finger up Ryan’s cock, wiping up a big glob of spunk and lifting it to my mouth. Ryan laughs, and runs a finger up my stomach, getting it as wet as possible and then transferring it to his own mouth.
Ryan looks down at my cock. ‘Right, now it’s your turn.’ His hand closes around my cock, and he starts wanking it gently. ‘So, you ready to cum?’
‘You bet! I’m fucking desperate!’
‘OK. What do you want me to do?’
‘Ryan, you’re in charge, remember! You decide.’
‘Oh, yeah. I’d forgotten that. I’m in charge. OK, I’m going to wank you off.’ But he doesn’t; he seems to still be thinking. ‘But you’re allowed to ask for one thing, if you want. Just one though; something to make it more exciting. What’s it going to be?’
‘I want one of your Converse.’
‘What?’
‘I want to do pervy stuff with your Converse while you’re wanking me.’
Ryan’s eyes widen. ‘Wow. That sounds proper dirty! Could be hot though! Right; if you want one of my shoes, you’d better get down there and fetch it.’
I kneel down between Ryan’s legs and take hold of his left ankle, lifting his foot off the ground. I take hold of the sole and slide the hot, horny trainer off his foot. He’s wearing a bright green sock; it’s very thin, and stretched to the exact shape of his foot. Fucking hell! So hot!
I stand up again, facing Ryan, grinning like a little kid, and holding the Converse. Ryan wraps his hand round my nob, and starts wanking it gently. He looks up at me, ‘So, what you going to do with it then? Just stand and hold it?’ He gives my nob a hard squeeze, and rubs a bit faster. I lift Ryan’s trainer up to my face, and put it over my nose and mouth, breathing in hard. Oh God, that smell is such a turn-on; it drives me wild. The hot male smell that comes off a guy’s trainers always gets me going; and Converse are even better; the canvas seems to soak up more of that amazing man-odour than leather does.
I’m just getting really into it, when I feel the trainer being snatched away from me. Ryan’s taking it back and looking into it suspiciously. I think I may have gone a bit too far. ‘Sorry, Ryan, was that too pervy?’
‘No, Kev, not pervy enough!’ He puts his hand on my chest and pushes me back against the wall. Then he takes his Converse in both hands and slips it over my hard, throbbing cock. I feel the friction as my bell-end rubs against the canvas, and slides into the toe end of the shoe. Then he takes hold with both hands, squeezes hard and starts to wank it up and down my nob, really fast. The feeling’s so intense, I can’t stop myself shouting out, and I have to grab at Ryan’s shoulders to steady myself.
He squeezes the Converse even tighter round my cock, and rubs it even faster. It’s hurting, but it feels amazing at the same time. I can feel myself about to go over the edge, ‘Ryan! Oh God. I’m going to make such a mess of your shoe.’ As soon as I’ve said it, it starts to happen. My arse tightens, my muscles all clench, and the first massive wave of the orgasm breaks over me. My hips jerk forward, and my cock starts shooting; squirt after squirt. It’s got to be a big load, when it’s this intense, maybe bigger than the one I shot on Dan.
It’s almost too intense though, and as my cum starts to subside, I have to put my hand on Ryan’s wrist and slow it all down. He lets me get my breath back a little, and then moves in for a kiss, pinning my cock, still wearing its hot Converse, between us.
When the kiss finally ends, Ryan moves back a little and looks down. ‘Right, put my shoe back on.’
‘Ryan, it’s soaking. It’s going to feel disgusting. I’ll try and clean it out, or wipe it, or something.’
‘Don’t you fucking dare! Just put it back on. It’s going to be something to remember you by until tomorrow.’
I reach down and slide my nob out. It’s covered in spunk, and it looks a bit red. I think it might need a bit of TLC with some hand cream later on; I can’t risk it getting sore, especially not now! I tip up Ryan’s Converse and look inside. Quite a lot of spunk runs down into the heel; it really is very wet in there, and I can’t stop myself grinning. I look at Ryan, and he’s grinning too.
I kneel down, and Ryan lifts his foot for me to slide the trainer back on. If he thinks it’s disgusting, he certainly doesn’t show it. As I stand up, he draws me in for another kiss, ‘Don’t think I’m going to take these socks off tonight!’
What a dirty boy. He acts innocent and victim like but seem to really take control and enjoy dishing it out on Kev.