Roommate's Guest

Roommate's Guest

By

Nick Alias Pizza Boy

CHAPTER ONE:

When he left work that Friday, Matthew Davis had the firm intention to not leave home until Monday morning. It was one of those rare occasions where he would be himself in the apartment he shared with someone he had known through a mutual friend, Patrick Mitchell.

He had stopped by the gym and then the superPatricket before making his way to their Brooklyn place. He was looking forward watching some movies after dinner, the weekend had to be as lazy as possible and social interaction were to be avoided.

Yet, as he climbed up the 4 floors, he had a feeling that things would not go as planned...

• Fuck off!!!!

Matt couldn't help cursing as he opened the door and saw that all lights were on. Patrick had assured he was gone until Tuesday, how could he be already back?

Oh well! He walked to the kitchen to drop of his groceries, assuming Patrick was in the bathroom as he could hear the shower running.

Some five minutes had passed and Matt froze to death as an unknown male voice was heard behind him.

• Hello.

As if it wasn't enough, he had another shock once he turned and saw the stunning blonde guy who stood there in just a towel.

• hmmm... Hi...

• You must be Matt. I'm Sebastian.

Still visibly confused, Matt couldn't understand what was this stranger doing dripping wet in his kitchen.

• And you are?

• I'm sorry to scare you, my name is Sebastian.

• I got that but I don't know why you are here...

• Patrick didn't tell you anything?

• Huh... No. Are you guys dating?

• Not at all, he's just a friend. We met last year in Europe. I'm flying back to Frankfurt on Monday and he emailed me that I could stay here...

That was totally Patrick, Matt thought. It was okay though, let's say that his very good looks and skimpy attire had convinced Matt to let him stay.

• It's okay, no worries, make yourself at home. You want a drink?

• We can have a beer, just give me a minute to get dressed.

• So, Matt asked when Sebastian came back, how did you get in?

• Well, Patrick told me about the key under the mailbox.

• Oh well...

It took only a few minutes for Matt to be charmed by Sebastian. He was not just a beautiful man, his German accent was sexy as hell and, despite the first impression, he didn't want to impose himself at all.

• Do you want to eat some dinner?

• I don't know. I mean, I don't want to disturb your plans... Besides, I don't come to New York often so I was thinking about maybe going downtown.

• Better make your mind now because I'm hungry so I'm cooking.

Matt was a bit sorry to hear that Sebastian would be leaving to check Manhattan out. He almost offered to go out with him but he figured it could be akward, besides it meant he would have the place to himself as planned.

And Sebastian left, leaving Matt with his vegetarian pizza, his wine and his movies. For once, he would be the one sitting in the living room in front of the big flat screen.

Matt was lying down the sofa in nothing but a pair of Emporio Armani white boxerbriefs. It was warm, besides he couldn't care less because Patrick was away and Sebastian had told him not to get worried if he returned very late because he wanted to get into a nightclub and party like a New Yorker.

It was after midnight when the second movie finished and, normally, he would have gone to bed but his attention was caught by a DVD marked "Gay" with Patrick's handwriting.

• Since when does roomie own gay porn? he wondered as the film started.

But the answer didn't matter much, after all the flick was super good and Matt got totally carried away as the hardcore scenes followed one another on the large screen. He soon had his underwear off and was on the carpeted floor, beating off to the action displayed.

There was definitely something kinky about masturbating in the living room rather than his bed, actually Matt ended up spicing things up with one of his toys - encouraged by the twinky actor which was trying out different items while shopping at a sex shop.

• OH MY GOD!!!!! he screamed out while cumming all over his smooth chest.

Not remembering the last time he had shot such a big load, Matt had to wipe some of it with his t-shirt off but he did feel kinky enough to use his fingers and lips for the rest. Tonight was a special night, albeit a lonely one.

Satisfied for the moment, Matt stopped the film and went to bed. As he closed the door, he thought he heard some noise from Patrick's bedroom but he dismissed it and closed his eyes as his phone showed 1:19. If Sebastian had returned, he would have heard it, right?

CHAPTER TWO:

It was already 9:37 when Matt woke up. He laid in the middle of his bed, naked, and tried to get back to sleep but his bladder decided differently. In the dark, he couldn't locate anything to cover himself so after seeing that Patrick's door was shut, he headed to the bathroom in the nude.

Not so surpringly, despite his pressing urge, his morning wood complicated the matter and he had to stand for a while in front of the toilet before he was done.

He had just reached the moment where a good stream was flowing out when the door suddently opened and Sebastian came in.

• Oh Matt, I'm so sorry! he said.

Matt blushed, having been caught in such intimate position. But Sebastian had stepped in and out so fast that Matt only realised when he exited the bathroom that his unannounced German guest was just as naked as he was.

• You... You can go now! he said as he tried to not stare.

A few minutes later, both guys met in the kitchen - this time almost fully clothed - and made some coffee and toasts.

• I'm really sorry for this morning in the bathroom, Sebastian reiterated at the table. I should have knocked.

• It's nothing.

• It would be nothing at home but here, Americans are more prude so it's offensive.

• Don't worry too much about this. I play tennis and I swim, you're not the first guy to see me naked! And I was in college long enough to not be scared of peeing next to someone...

• That's not what I mean, I saw you're into sports so I guessed this. I just remember, last year, when Patrick stayed at my place... In the morning, he got up and he saw that I was in the bathroom at the same time than my two roommates, you should have seen his face!

Matt laughed.

• Well... True, I wouldn't expect that. I used to share a place with my tennis partner and we wouldn't have showered together as we would at the club!

• For us, we are four guys with one bathroom so it was kind of logical otherwise it would be hell almost each morning!

• I guess so... But here, Patrick will confirm, in three months of me living here we've never seen each other naked.

Not that he would mind, Matt thought. Patrick had a very decent upper body, so why now showing the bottom off as well?

• Anyway, moving topic Sebastian, how was your night in Manhattan?

• It was okay but I didn't really know where to go and I wasn't too comfortable taking the subway so I came back after dinner and decided to explore today. I must have been back around one, 1:15 max.

This sentence almost made Matt choke.

• Are you okay?

• Sure, sure, just swallowed a bit too fast... Anyway, any plans for today?

• Not too certain for the moment, I need to check my notes.

Matt laughed. He had been like this too when he first visited New York, at the age of 19 because his parents - who lived in Albany - never let him go before.

• Well, enjoy the day. I'm gonna do some laundry, I have no plans to go out.

• Would you mind if I gave you some clothes to wash?

• Absolutely not, I'll put them with mine.

• I have no clean underwear left, I've been going commando for two days already! Sebastian exclaimed.

Matt giggled.

Sebastian went to take a shower after Matt insisted to take care of the few dishes. By the time he was done, Matt had already gathered all his own laundry and he was ready to go, waiting for Sebastian's dirty clothes.

• Seb?

Patrick's door was half-opened when Matt peeked through, only to see Sebastian completely naked and holding a pile of clothes in his arms. The German visitor was grinning, which Matt interpreted as enjoying the exposure he was giving to his host.

• Here you go.

• Wow! That is some very nice underwear! Matt commented out loud.

• I wouldn't mind seeing you again in those! Sebastian responded, holding the pair Matt had been wearing the previous day.

Matt blushed.

• Don't tell me you're shy after the show you gave me last night!

As Matt's green eyes widened, Sebastian was quick to grab him in a tight embrace before locking his lips with Matt's.

• I guess I also need to discover the attractive spots of Brooklyn... Sebastian joked, helping Matt out of his clothes.

• mmm.... I love nipples like yours!!! the German continued.

• And God.... You're uncut!!!!! Matt exclaimed as he began to play with Sebastian's 8 inches.

CHAPTER THREE:

Having received an email that his friend Sebastian was to be in New York on his last weekend before his return to Germany, Patrick Mitchell had been quick to invite him to stay at his apartment but was then informed he would be out of town on the exact same dates. It was disappointing but Sebastian understood the urgent matters that kept him busy with his recently widowed mother in Pennsylvania.

Yet, by being able to take a day off work on the Friday and promising to deal with the less urgent aspects through Skype later that week, he managed to return earlier to New York to meet up with the 25-year-old business student he had met while on an exchange.

As usual with him though, everything was last minute and unannounced. Reaching the apartment by 11:20 on the Saturday morning, he was crossing fingers he would still be able to catch him prior to his Manhattan sightseeing day.

• OHHHHH!!!!! OHHHHH!!!!!!

What a shocker! Matt was having sex! It was almost unbelievable, they had been living together for three months already and while Patrick was still with the same girlfriend, he hadn't heard about Matt being on a date or something like that.

Curious, Patrick tip-toed through to the apartment and realised that the noise came from his left rather than his right. Why was Matt having sex in his bedroom?

Just as he reached the open door, moans in German reconfirmed the vision he had before his eyes, of Matt pounding Sebastian's ass away.

Patrick stepped back and held his breath for a moment, wondering what he should do. He didn't want to cheat on his girlfriend, yet the scene was a cruel reminder that it had been so long since he had last been with a guy...

Plus, how could he let others have sex in his own bed without participating?

It took him five seconds to take his clothes off and jump on the bed next to his roommate and his guest.

• You'll excuse me but this is my bed...

Matt and Sebastian stopped to give some space and attention to Patrick, who was quickly making out with both of them.

Being quite worked up already, the two focused on Patrick who soon had his cock deep inside his roommate's mouth while he kept kissing his German visitor. It wasn't long before, though, that he recovered his talent learned while in the high school gymnastics team and went up and down the sizeable German sausage that stood between Sebastian's thighs.

• Patrick, my God, if we had known this last year, we'd have invited you...

It may have been too late to change the past but this line then explained why Sebastian, Chris, Tobias and even Florian, the guy who was in the US while Patrick studied in Frankfurt, seemed so tightly bonded...

And so became Patrick and Matt over the course of their wild two days spent in bed with Sebastian.

THE END NICKALIASPIZZABOY@HOTMAIL.COM