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"Fuck you, you fat bitch!" I heard my neighbor Troy yelling.
"Oh god, they're fighting again." I mumbled under my breath. Troy and his girlfriend Ashleigh lived in the basement apartment of the house next to mine. They were nice enough, although I'd always thought they were a little on the redneck side of things, always smoking pot and having loud parties. Troy was cute though, and they never bothered me, so I could look past some things.
The loud fights when I was trying to read on my deck however, were slightly annoying.
"Fat? FAT?!" She shrieked. Their open kitchen window carried the sound directly outside. The whole neighborhood could probably hear them if they wanted to.
"Yeah you heard me bitch!" He cursed at her. "I come home after working all day and find you sucking that dude's dick in our bed? OUR BED?"
"Fuck you Troy! If you weren't out drinking all the time I wouldn't have to..."
"In MY bed?" He interrupted her. "I pay for everything in this fucking apartment while you sit on your lazy ass."
"Well maybe I should just fucking leave then!" She yelled back at him.
"Oh please do." I sighed to myself.
"Give me those fucking keys. I'm done with you for good this time Ash!" He yelled. I heard some slamming around, I knew he wasn't hitting her, he would never do that. She was probably just getting some things together. After about ten minutes she burst out of their door, a duffel bag in her hand.
"Hey there, Aaron." She said, waving to me. "I guess you heard some of that." She blushed a little. She wasn't even fat, I don't know what Troy was going on about.
"I heard most of it Ash, are you ok?" I went down to the fence to talk to her.
"Oh I'll be ok. I just got off the phone with my mother, going to stay with her for a few days, leave that bastard to stew in his own juices for a while." She lit up a cigarette and shook her head. "I don't know if I'm coming back this time." She choked back a sob.
"Oh Ash, don't worry, he'll come around and apologize, he always does." I went around the fence and gave her a hug.
"Thanks Aaron. It's a shame you're gay, you always know how to cheer a girl up." She sniffled and took another drag off her smoke. "You're pretty cute too, and you seem so much older.." She laughed.
"Well I'm only a year older than you guys, and it's because I'm gay that I can cheer you up like that." I smiled at her. And I guess she was right about the being cute too, I was twenty four and in pretty good shape, broad shouldered and toned enough to have a decent six pack. I kept my light brown hair pretty short and spiked.
"That's what they all say." She sighed. "Anyways, here comes my cab. I'll talk to you later."
"Call me or e-mail me if you need anything." I told her as I walked her to the cab.
"Thanks again Aaron." She blew me a kiss from the cab window, and I watched her speed off.
"Thank god that bitch is gone." I heard Troy say behind me, lighting up a smoke of his own. He was wearing a black basketball jersey, sleeveless, and matching shorts. A baby blue baseball cap was covering up his dark hair, and he looked like he hadn't shaved in a few days.
"I heard what happened." I said, going over to talk to him. He offered me a smoke, but I declined. "So you caught her with another dude?"
"Some black dude, Jarell or some shit." He said, sitting down at his patio table. "Says he used to date her before she met me. I came home early from work to surprise her and find her blowing this dude on my bed."
"That's shitty man."
"Ever have a guy cheat on you?" He asked me. It kind of surprised me at first that though Ash and Troy seemed like rednecks, they were rather accepting of me being gay. Progress in the world for once.
"Oh a few times, men are just as bad as women." I laughed. "And I've caught them in the act before. One I even caught with a woman."
Troy laughed at that. "Must've been a shock."
"Oh yeah, I couldn't even look at him after that." We both laughed. "Have you ever caught her like this before?"
"No." He sighed. "I've thought she was cheating before, but never really confronted her on it. She accused me enough, even though I never did."
"I've heard..." I said.
"Shit, we've gotta stop fighting with the windows open, don't we?" He blushed a little and looked down at the table. I took the chance to check out his muscled arms poking out from the black jersey.
"Maybe close them first." I said with a smile.
"Shit." Was all he said. He lit up another smoke. "You don't mind?"
"No, you know I smoke sometimes."
"I try not to this much, but she's just got me all fucked up." He took a drag and put his head down on the table. "I don't think she's coming back."
"Do you want her to come back?" I asked.
"Not after this man, every time I look at her all I can see is her on the bed, sucking that guy's cock. It wasn't even as big as mine!" He laughed bitterly, throwing his head back. I had to catch myself as I wondered just how big this guy was. I'd seen a few black dicks, they were pretty big! Could this skinny white kid be packing some serious heat?
"Aaron, could you do me a favor?" He asked.
"Sure thing man, name it."
"I'm gonna call her later on tonight and see what's going on. If she's not coming back, could you help me pack her shit up tomorrow?"
"Oh of course, I'm not touching her bras or anything though." I said with a smile. He chuckled and put out his cigarette in the ashtray.
"I don't wanna touch them anymore either, but I'll spare you the pain." He laughed. "Thanks bro." He stood up and gave me a handshake, and pulled me in for a one armed hug. I called it the "Straight boy" hug.
"No problem man."
"I'm gonna go have a doobie and relax." He laughed, heading back inside. I tried not to stare at his bubble butt in the shiny shorts, but I had to for a bit. I sighed and then went back to my deck, hopefully I could finish this book today.
That night after supper I heard a knock at my side door. I saw Troy's face through the glass.
"Oh hey man, what's up?" I asked as he came into my kitchen. He was dressed the same as earlier, minus the hat.
"Just got off the phone with Ash." He smelled a little like pot. "Turns out her and Jarell are getting back together."
"Shitty dude, sorry to hear."
"Aw fuck it, who needs her anyways?" I motioned for him to sit down at the table. "Thanks."
"Want a beer?" I asked.
"Sure." I opened him a bottle and grabbed one for myself.
"So you want me to come help you pack up her stuff?"
"Yeah, there isn't very much. Mostly clothes, some books and DVDs and shit. We can do it tonight if you're not busy."
"Sounds good to me." I said, standing up. "But I'm gonna bring some beer with me." I smiled.
"Oh no man, I've got some over there. Think of it as payment." He laughed. "I don't have much cash or anything or I'd offer you some."
"Fuck, don't worry. Let's just get that bitches stuff packed." I clapped him on the shoulder.
His apartment was actually cleaner than the last time I saw it. It came into the kitchen, then had a big den area with a hallway leading to the two bedrooms and a bathroom.
"You take the closet, it's pretty easy to tell which shit is hers." He laughed. "I packed up her dirty clothes already, didn't think you'd want to go through that."
"Not really." I said. There were already some empty boxes on their bed, so I went to work, picking all of her clothes out of the closet. She had quite a lot, especially if they were having money troubles.
"I'll be in the living room going though CDs and shit. Feel free to smoke if you want." He handed me a beer.
"Thanks. I'll try to be quick. When is she coming for this stuff?"
"She said in a couple of days. She's `not ready to see me' or some shit." He scoffed. I threw more of her stuff into the boxes as I heard Troy puttering around in the living room. I noticed a hamper full of dirty clothes, all Troy's obviously
"Nice boxers." I mumbled to myself, admiring the black silk pair on the top of the pile. A quick poke through revealed a few other pairs, either silk or boxer briefs. Not a lot of variety, but I bet he looked damn good in all of them.
"How's that beer coming?" I heard him call from the living room. I got my hands out of his dirty laundry and went back to packing Ash's stuff.
"Pretty good, could use another one soon." I called back to him. The room even smelled like him, like his cologne and sweat. It was pretty intense. `Maybe I shouldn't have another beer...' I thought to myself, but Troy came in that moment with another one.
"Here you go man. Hey, do you wanna head out maybe after this? Grab a few drinks?" He asked, sipping his own beer.
"Well we're not driving anywhere." I laughed. "But we could head down to the corner there, Porters or whatever it's called."
"You cool to go there? It's kind of a rough joint." He looked concerned, it was a weird look on him.
"I'm not a fairy here Troy, you know that." I laughed. "I'll wear my straight clothes."
He rolled his eyes. "You're pretty built anyways dude, if anyone tried to start shit you could probably take them."
"Precisely!" I said with another swig of beer.
It only took an hour and we had most of her stuff packed away. The place didn't look much different, aside from the closets.
"She didn't have much." Troy said with disdain. "Except all those fucking clothes she made me buy. No wonder I never had any money."
"Did she never work?"
"Nope, just sat around, saying she was looking for a job." He grumbled.
She'd lived there with him for about a year, and I had no idea how long they'd been together before that. "Well, good riddance then."
"Damn right." He said. It was almost nine. "Well I'm gonna go grab a quick shower man, wanna meet me back here when you're ready to go?"
"Sure thing." I said, giving him a handshake again. He took off his shirt before I even left, and I admired his skinny, yet toned body. His shorts were slung pretty low, a pair of white Calvin Klein boxer briefs poking out over the top. He bent over to grab another beer from the fridge and I just about fainted.
"See you in a bit!" I said, heading out the door. Damn he was hot. And he either didn't mind me looking or had no idea the effect it had on me. I went back home and grabbed a quick shower.
I picked out a pair of black briefs and an old pair of jeans, then threw on a grey t-shirt. It was pretty tight, but I thought I looked butch enough to not cause any trouble down at the sports bar.
I went over to meet Troy, who was wearing a pair of baggy denim shorts (From where the crotch of the pants were, he must've been sagging them) and a baggy black t-shirt, shiny dollar bills on the front. His baseball cap was back on, but his hair looked almost styled underneath.
"Nice outfit." I said.
"Thanks. You too." He said, lighting up a smoke. I took one from him this time and we went down to the bar.
Like I thought, there was no trouble at the bar. In fact, some of Troy's friends were there so we all got together and watched a baseball game, played some pool and just drank. I only had two beer, realizing I might have to carry Troy home.
They met up with some girls and they were all pretty flirty. One of the girls even hit on me a little. Troy muffled his laughter as I took her out to the dance floor, bumping and grinding to some rap song. She offered to take me home even, but I declined, saying that since Troy was pretty drunk by the end of the night, I had to see him home safely. She told me I was a great friend, and then grabbed my crotch, slipping her number into my pocket. When we left, I had to have my arm around him for support.
"See you guys later!" He shouted at his friends as they piled into a cab.
"Let's get you home." I said, helping him walk down the road. What should have been a ten minute walk ended up being almost twenty, and Troy had to stop along the way to duck off the side of the road and piss. I laughed as he fumbled with his baggy shorts in the dark.
"Man, that girl wanted you some bad." He laughed as he did his belt back up.
"She was pretty wasted."
"You ever fucked a girl?" He asked me.
"Once or twice when I was younger. High school or so. Didn't do much for me." I said truthfully.
"Crazy. I can't imagine it dude, I fucking love pussy."
"Well there was a few of the girls that would have taken you home too, why not go with them?" I asked.
"Not ready to right now man, you know?" He stumbled a little, I caught him and put my arm back around him.
"I know what you mean."
"Ash and I were good together man, it's hard to believe she's gone." He was getting quiet, it was weird, I'd never seen him like this before. "But like I said before, every time I see her I just picture her with that mouthful of big black dick."
"Not as big as yours though." I reminded him with a laugh.
"Well it's hard to be bigger than mine." He laughed and smiled.
"Well if you don't mind my asking..." I looked over at him.
"Honestly, a little over nine inches." He whispered.
"Seriously?" I almost stumbled myself. Wow.
"Yeah, it's pretty big, what about you?"
"Well I'm seven and a half, I thought that was pretty good." I laughed. We were almost home now.
"It's not the size that matters anyways." He mumbled.
"Maybe not for straight guys." I laughed. He found that amusing too apparently, laughing hard enough to fall over onto someone's lawn. I laughed too, helping him back up to his feet.
"You crack me up Aaron. Thanks for all this, helping me pack her shit and taking me out for drinks. You didn't have to pay for them either man."
"Oh don't worry about it, you said you were having money trouble, and you just broke up with your girlfriend, you deserved some free beers." I patted his back as I led him to his door.
He fumbled with his keys in his pocket, dropping them down on the ground. He cursed under his breath and went to pick them up, only to drop them again.
"Why don't I get that for you?" I asked, taking his keys and opening his door. I wasn't really drunk at all, a little buzzed, but Troy was pretty far gone. He went inside and flopped down on his couch.
"Have another beer if you want man." He said, grabbing his remote and turning the stereo on. Some low ambient music started playing.
"Not rap?" I asked as I opened another beer.
"Not all the time." He smiled.
"It's all I hear coming from out of here." I smiled, sitting down in a recliner and closing my eyes.
"Most of it was her music." He sighed. "Fuck I've gotta piss again." He stood up shakily and stumbled down the hall to the bathroom. He left the door open, and I could hear his piss splashing down into the bowl. He came back in and crashed down onto the couch across from me.
"I'm about ready to pass out dude."
"Well get to bed, I'll see you tomorrow."
"Dunno if I can make it." He laughed, wobbling to his feet and then falling back down onto the couch. "Besides, all those boxes and shit are down there."
"I'll go clean your bed off Troy." I smiled, heading down to his room and getting all the boxes off the bed. He was practically asleep when I went back to the living room.
"Help me into bed dude." He said. I put my arm around him and helped him down the hall to his room. He collapsed onto the bed.
"Do you have any pajamas or anything?" I asked.
He laughed. "Nope, sleep in my birthday suit." He chuckled, trying to undo his belt. "Piece of shit." He grunted as he struggled with it.
"Here, let me." I said, leaning over and undoing his belt for him.
"Damn, the gay dude is undressing me." He laughed. "Thanks."
"Anytime." I said, tossing his belt onto the floor. He sat up a little and took his shirt off, then fell back down onto his back.
"Would it be weird if I got you to take my shorts off?" He asked quietly.
"Not at all." I leaned down again and undid the button on his shorts. The top of his boxers were visible, a black elastic waistband and black satin underneath. I held my breath as the rest of his boxers came into view, his shorts sliding down over the satin easily. There were metallic silver tribal designs around the legs, and a button fly. I could see the large lump of his soft dick inside of them. A small trail of black hair went down his stomach into the waistband.
"Thanks man." He mumbled. I turned out the ceiling light.
"Nice boxers." I said to him.
"Thanks, Ash never liked them." He sighed.
"Dumb girl, they're hot." I laughed.
"That's what I said!" He laughed again, then sat up. "Thanks again man, for everything." He opened his arms to me, and I came over and gave him a hug. Not the straight guy hug either, a real one. I stood up straight and backed away when I felt his tongue stick out and lick up my neck.
"What was that?" I asked.
"Come on Aaron, you think I just let everyone come in here and strip me?" He smiled in the moonlight. "Come back here." He moved over on the bed, motioning for me to lay down beside him.
"Troy... you're straight."
"I'm also horny as fuck after those cockteases at the bar ground up on my junk all night. If I can't get them to come home with me, why not use what I've got?" He smiled. My eyes involuntarily went down to his crotch, where his cock was swelling up in the satin.
"You weren't kidding about it being huge." I said, my eyes glued to his crotch.
"No I wasn't man, now why don't you strip down and join me?" I wasted no more time, taking my shirt off and dropping my pants.
"Briefs? Cool." He smiled, moving in close to kiss me as I laid down. I was surprised at how passionate his kiss was, his tongue deep inside my mouth. I wrestled his tongue with mine for a while, reaching out and stroking his beefy cock through his boxers.
"I can't believe she didn't like these." I mumbled when he broke the kiss, his mouth travelling down the side of my neck.
"I know, what a cunt." He chuckled, licking around my nipple. I moaned as he came back up to my lips. "I've never done anything like this with a dude before." He sighed.
"First time for everything." I whispered, kissing down his chest to his nipples. They stood out pink against his pale, hairless chest. I took my time licking around each one, my hands still rubbing his now wet cock through his boxers.
"Shit man, that feels awesome." He breathed out.
"Wait till you feel this." I moved my head down lower, taking his satiny cock into my mouth. He gasped as I got his crotch even wetter, undoing the fly of his boxers and pulling his huge cock out into the open.
"Man this prick is massive." I sighed, taking it into my mouth. I ran my tongue up under his foreskin, feeling his cock twitch in my hands as I tasted the saltiness of his precum.
"Oh god Aaron, that's so good." He moaned. "Better than ANY girl I've had." He gasped as I managed to deepthroat his entire nine inches. It wasn't overly thick, but the length was amazing.
I peeled his boxers off, licking down around his hairy balls. He didn't trim or anything, it was all natural down there.
"Suck my nuts bitch, yeah." He grunted as I jacked his cock.
"Wait for this." I put his legs up over my head, his hairy crack exposed. I stuck my tongue out and traced around his pick asshole. I looked up to see him biting his arm, crying out in delight as I gave him a rimjob.
"Anyone ever done this for you man?"
"Fuck no!" He gasped. "I should be grossed out, but dude! Fuck!" He moaned loudly. I was glad the upstairs was vacant, I doubt Troy made noises like this when he was fucking Ashleigh.
"Seriously man. Fuck!" He shouted again, reaching down to stroke my hair as I licked at his hairy hole. "I gotta try that, get those briefs off." He pulled me up to the top of the bed, then got behind me and pulled my briefs down. He spread my legs and quickly dove in to my shaved ass.
"Fuck!" It was my turn to cry out, my cries muffled by the pillows. "God dammit Troy, that's fucking great." I panted.
"Just like eating pussy." He grunted. "And I love eating pussy." He went back to licking and nibbling at my tender hole. He spent a lot of time back there, eventually working a finger or two in there as well.
"You know what else I like?" He asked.
"What?" I breathed out, his fingers probing at my prostate.
"I like fucking pussy." He smiled, stroking his cock.
"And I like having my pussy fucked." I grunted back at him. He smiled and pushed my head down onto the pillows.
"Get ready then man." He whispered, and I felt his cock slip slowly inside of me.
"Oh my god!" He yelled. "Yes! Fuck this is so tight!" He must've lubed himself up with his spit, it felt great. "God Aaron!" He cried out into the night, before he started to pump his dick inside me.
"Oh yeah dude, fuck me!" I called out, egging him on ass he slammed into me from behind. I could feel his balls slapping against my ass cheeks with each thrust.
"I'm gonna fuck you for hours." He grunted, his thrusts getting slower and deeper. "I've never had a pussy or an ass this good."
"Glad you like it man, take your fucking time." I moaned, his cock stabbing ecstasy into me with each thrust of his skinny hips.
"You love getting fucked by my huge straight cock don't you?" I looked back to see him smiling at me. "Nice big breeder dick."
"Fuck yeah, fuck me harder dude." I practically begged. He gave in, thrusting hard and long into my ass. I lost track of time as he banged me, we switched positions a few times, his cock staying hard inside of me as we switched around. Eventually he was face to face with me, my legs up around his shoulders.
"Take it bitch, yeah, take it." He was grunting, beads of sweat dripping off of his face onto my chest. I reached up with my face and kissed him again, tasting the beer and sweat on his tongue.
"I don't know how she could cheat on you Troy, not with a fuck stick like that." I ran my hand down his cheek and he smiled at me.
"I know, bitch is missing out, isn't she?"
"Oh fuck yeah!" I threw my head back, hoping this would go on forever. It went on for another few minutes, and I could tell by his grunting he was close to cumming.
"I'm gonna cum soon bro." He panted, pulling out of my ass. I reached down with my hands and stroked both of our dicks, Troy kneeling between my legs as I stroked him to orgasm.
"FUCK!" He yelled out as the first jet of his cum shot out, landing on my chest. Another few shots landed there as well, some on my stomach. My own orgasm came a few seconds later, my own jizz shooting out and puddling with his on my chest.
"Oh my god!" I panted and cried as the last few drips fell out of both of our dicks. Troy fell down on top of me, our cum mashed between our chests as he kissed me again and again, our sweaty bodies tangled up together. Eventually we stopped kissing, and he rolled over onto his back.
"I can't believe it Aaron." He mumbled. "I'd thought about that before... but never thought I would go through with it." He was a little embarrassed from the sound of his voice.
"Don't worry about it Troy." I laid my hand on his chest. He took it and pulled me over to him. He took my discarded briefs and cleaned up all the cum off of our bodies. Then he put his arm around me and I fell asleep, curled up on his chest.
We woke up the next morning to the phone ringing.
"Fuck." Troy mumbled, getting out of bed to grab his cell from the living room. I watched his pale ass bounding out of the room. There was a mumbled conversation in the living room.
"Well, she's coming over tonight to get her shit." Troy said, coming back in and sitting on the bed beside me.
"Is that a good thing?" I asked sleepily.
"I guess so. Good riddance, like we said." He tried to chuckle, but his heart wasn't in it. "Listen Aaron, about last night..."
I sat up and put my arm around him. "It's ok Troy, you were drunk, I know." I stood up and picked up my still soggy briefs.
"Don't think of it like that man, and don't bother with those." He tossed me his boxers from the night before. "I just, I've always thought about dudes like that, but I never thought I'd act on it. And I don't know if I could again." He looked away as I stepped into his boxers. It should have been really hot to be wearing these, but it just seemed pathetic now.
"Well don't worry, I won't tell anyone." I said, patting him on the shoulder and tossing my t-shirt on.
"Thanks." He mumbled. "And I did have fun last night, the bar and shit I mean. You're a really cool guy Aaron. I just don't want this to change what we had before."
"Oh it won't man, don't worry." It might, I knew, but he was pretty torn up right now, why cause him more shit? "You're not the first closeted guy I've been with."
He sort of stared into space for a few seconds. "Well thanks Aaron. It was pretty amazing." He stood up and gave me a hug and a quick kiss. "Even if we can't do it again."
"No sweat. Give me a call later and let me know how her moving goes. And call me if you need a hand."
"Sure thing man." I stepped into my jeans and let myself out, Troy was still on his bed, staring at the wall. It was really awkward feeling, especially since the sex had been so great. Once I got home I stripped naked and curled up in my own bed, tired as hell.
That night I saw Ashleigh and a guy I assumed was Jarell pull up next door. I was in my kitchen cooking a late supper and had the windows open. After a few minutes of course, the shouting started.
"So you had some slut over here last night?" Ashleigh was screaming. Jarell was still in the car thankfully, I thought things might get messy if he was inside with the two of them.
"What? Fuck no!" Troy yelled back.
"This whole room stinks like sex." She shot back. "Really fucking mature Troy." I went outside to get a better listen, wondering what the hell her problem was. I mean, she gets caught cheating and then gets mad cause he has sex after he kicks her out?
She came storming out the door, her arms full of boxes. "Who was it anyways Troy? That slut Tracie from the bar? I heard you were down there last night."
"Ashleigh." I called from the fence.
"Oh sorry Aaron." She mumbled. "You won't have to hear me arguing anymore. I'm gone after this."
"I just wanted to say, I know for a fact no women were there last night." Troy was in the doorway, giving me a look of horror. "I walked Troy home, and I crashed on his couch, so unless some girl snuck in and got past me, he was alone."
"Then how did it smell like he was fucking in there?" She asked.
"Well, he was alone. Guys do things while they're alone." I shrugged my shoulders and smiled.
"Oh fucking gross Troy." She shot him a look of disgust. He just smiled back at her.
"Well maybe if you'd been better in bed I wouldn't have to do it myself." He shot back at her. She put her nose in the air and walked back to the car.
"I'll get the rest of them now, just stay out of my way." She said to Troy. He just lit up a smoke and sat down at the patio table, watching her cart her boxes away.
"I'll see you later Aaron." She called as she got back into the car.
"What a crazy bitch." He said, finishing up his smoke.
"True enough." I said, heading back to my yard.
"Thanks for covering for me Aaron. You didn't have to. Not after what I did to you." He called. I turned around and smiled.
"No worries Troy, I told you, it doesn't mean anything." I waved as I went back in the kitchen. He was still standing by the table, looking up at my window.
That night I couldn't sleep, thoughts of Troy were running through my head. It didn't help that I had put on his old boxers before getting into bed. I got up and put a t-shirt on, heading downstairs to have a smoke. Maybe that would calm me down.
I went out on the deck and lit up. I heard a noise behind me and spun around, there was Troy standing there. He was wearing his black basketball shorts again and no shirt. His shorts weren't sagged for once.
"Sorry to scare you man, you couldn't sleep either?"
"No, just had a lot on my mind." I mumbled.
"Me too." He came up beside me and lit up a cigarette of his own. "I'm sorry again man, I treated you like garbage this morning."
"Just stop Troy, it's ok." I laughed.
"Is that why you're wearing those?" He pointed to the boxers. He smiled as I turned aside, trying to come up with an answer. "They look pretty good on you actually." He said, and I felt his hand cupping my ass.
"Thanks Troy." I moved away a little. "But we know where this is going to end up. We'll be back in bed and tomorrow morning you'll be back to feeling scared."
"No, I've been thinking all day." He came close to me again. "And well, doing more than thinking." He blushed and made a motion like he was jacking off. "I want to give it another shot, and do it right this time."
"You did all right last night." I admitted.
"Not like that, although it was fucking hot." He smiled. "I want to wake up next to you, and not chase you away this time."
"You didn't chase me." I mumbled.
"Yeah I did, I was worried with Ash coming over, and fuck man. It was my first time with a dude." We were finished our smokes now, and he put his arms around my waist. "I just got scared."
I ran my hand down his bare chest. "So where do we go now?"
"I was thinking your place this time." He smiled. "But I want to show you something first. I did some laundry earlier." He dropped his shorts to reveal my black briefs from the night before.
"Wow." I sighed, seeing his huge package in them.
"They're so tight I can't even get hard in them dude." He whispered. "It just sticks out the side."
"That's hot." I said, reaching down and fondling him.
"So let's get to your bed before I do get hard and it ends up exposed here." He smiled and gave me a kiss, deep and long.
"Follow me." I led him up the stairs to my room.
The next morning we woke up covered in sweat and cum again, the sheets tangled up on the floor.
"Good to see you're still here." I smiled at him.
"Well I was hoping to get some breakfast." He laughed.
"How about I take care of this for you first?" I reached down and grabbed his half hard cock.
"Sounds good to me." He laid back and put his hands behind his head as I moved down and took his dick into my mouth. "I'm glad I caught you last night Aaron." He said as he ran his hand through my hair. "Very glad."