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Straight Man Uses Me
Oppressive heat shimmered across the parking lot when I stepped from the car. Taking a deep breath the warm air invaded my lungs. Scanning the seedy strip mall I sighted the Scottish themed pub where Jacob said he would be.
Walking across the lot, tar in the eroding asphalt was at the point of becoming sticky. Heat radiating from the sidewalk wasn't much better. Damn it was hot.
Entering the cool bar I hesitated letting my eyes adjust to the dimness. The place looked like it had been well used over time. There were signs of it probably being a popular and lively place in the evening, but on an early Saturday afternoon it was practically empty, except for the bartender and two guys sitting miles apart at the u-shaped bar. The bartender was talking to the fellow with his back to me. They both took a quick look when the door opened and then continued with their conversation.
The man on the other side of the bar facing me had a full head of dark hair hanging over a glass of water. When he lifted the glass to drink, it covered the bottom of his face and my heart stopped. His eyes met mine before he lowered the water glass. Fuck! Even in the low light it wasn't difficult to know this guy was young and seriously fine. Eye candy!
Jacob's emails responding to my ad for a housemate/border to share duties and expenses were direct and appeared honest. I didn't beat around the bush and emailed him that I was a single gay man and wasn't' in a relationship. Though I did entertain other men in my home once in a while. After asking me a few questions about the shared responsibilities and rent, he wanted to know if I would meet him to discuss more personal things he didn't want to put in email. He picked the place and time and here I am hoping like hell this isn't a set up and that the eye candy is Jacob.
With a barely perceptible motion of his head the young buck beckoned me. Fuck yeah, this had to be him.
Walking around the bar to him, he stood and extended his hand. "James", he asked.
Staring at a young man who is at least six three, wearing a blue and green plaid kilt, with long tanned hairy legs, I was at a momentary loss of words, before I finally responded, "Yes, and you are Jacob?"
"Yeah," Jacob said sitting back down after shaking my hand.
"How old are you?" I blurted looking around the bar where I was certain that he wasn't old enough to drink alcoholic beverages.
"Eighteen," Jacob said. Intense. Never taking his eyes from mine. Gaging my reaction.
"Wow," I answered not expecting him to be this young. "What do you do? Can you afford the deposit and monthly rent?" Joking to myself; if you let me blow you occasionally, you can stay for free.
"Starting college here in the city next week. Full time student. And yeah, I can afford the rent. My dad is paying for my school. Planning to major in accounting."
"Hmmm?" I muttered, sounding a little skeptical.
"Hey dad," Jacob called to the bartender.
The good looking bartender walked over wearing the same pattern kilt as Jacob. "James, this is my dad, Pete," Jacob said.
"Nice to meet you James," Pete extended his hand and I shook it. I noticed a small serious nod between father and son. "Jacob was excited to find out you are a single gay and is going to be up front with you and see if you are willing to rent to him while he is in school. The rent will come from me. We expect him to be in school for about seven years the way we have it mapped out to achieve his degrees. Maybe longer if needed."
Puzzled, I watched Pete walk away and turned toward Jacob. Crossing my arms in front of me, I leaned back on the barstool, "Okay, I'm listening;" beginning to think this situation is going to go downhill from here.
"How old are you? What do you do?" Jacob asked. "Just curious."
"Twenty-four," I said. "I work from home designing and building websites for small business whose annual income is usually less than one million. It pays most of the bills but not all. Some months can come up a few bucks short and I have to scrimp and sacrifice things in order to make the payments. This is why I'm looking for a renter. A little extra income."
Jacob nodded. "You are way younger and nicer looking than I expected, not having met you or done this before. For some reason I expected you to be my dad's age or older. I sure hope you will rent to me and this works out."
"Done what before?" I asked.
Looking directly at me Jacob said, "I hope it's not a problem but I am straight when it comes to sharing or feeling any emotions, but don't mind no strings attached blowjobs or more from another guy. I'm a horny kid all the time; so much that going out with girls and women to fulfill my orgasm desires has interfered with my studies in the past. Not to mention the emotional baggage that sometimes entails. I don't need or want that right now. I need to focus on school. Besides, I'm hung pretty good and most of the time I end up just getting an awkward hand job, or wanking myself after I get home.
"So, my dad suggested that I find a fulltime faggot roommate, sorry, gay roommate who would service me as often as I want and the way I like while I'm in school. That way I get my nut when I want to and I want to a lot. Living away from home I won't have a mom and little sister to interrupt or get in the way when I want to bust a nut. No emotional stuff to interfere with school. No wasted time looking for sex. When we saw your ad for a housemate, it sounded perfect. Located close to school. I just wanted to meet you and see what you look like. You are way younger and better looking than I anticipated. I like that you appear to be a well-proportioned guy. Great looking legs and ass in those shorts. I can already feel them wrapped around me while I'm plowing you."
Stunned by these revelations I couldn't even respond. My arms uncrossed and I leaned on the counter. Unsolicited, Pete, put a soda and glass of ice water in front of me and walked away again.
"The thing is, I won't do anything for or to you to get you off. I won't kiss you, but you can lick and kiss my body, especially my toes, nipples and balls. Just not my mouth. I don't suck, get fucked in the ass, or touch another guy's dick on purpose. If you get off while I'm using you, that's okay, but once you get off and I'm still playing you have to let me continue using you until I get my nut," Jacob said in a very direct business tone. "Basically, you will be my personal masturbation toy for me to use. No emotional entanglement. Just fantasy and erotic imagination while I am getting off. I love to play and be played with."
For some strange unfathomable reason I nodded for Jacob to continue. I felt myself becoming aroused, thinking of what it would be like to be on call anytime for this young god's pleasure.
"I will share doing chores, dishes, keep the house tidy, mow the yard, and all that other stuff that comes with living in a house. Just don't be surprised if I pull you to a private place in the yard or back inside the house and have you go down on me for a quickie while we are working together," Jacob grinned for the first time because he caught me looking between his legs.
I nodded to Jacob. "Okay, I'm willing to try that arrangement," I squeaked. "When do you want to move in?"
"Good, Dad already has the deposit and first two month's rent check made out," Jacob beamed a full megawatt smile. Perfect teeth. Wow! "I can move in today if it's okay and you have my room ready. Some of my stuff is in the backroom of the bar. To hot outside to leave it in the truck."
"Everything is ready," I said feeling a bit flustered that this was moving so fast. What the hell did I just agree to?
Still beaming, Jacob spread his legs on the barstool and teasingly hiked up his kilt. "You want a test run and sample my cream before I load my car and move in?"
Holy fuck! I couldn't take my eyes off it. Seeing the amazed appreciation on my face, Jacob responded by slowly becoming erect. A fucking giant's scepter and orbs resting in a nest of dark silky curls. Intimidating? Somewhat. Mesmerizing? Yes. Beckoning? Hell yes!
"Dad," Jacob called to Pete. "James is going to suck me off before we go. Okay if he does it here instead of the back room? That way you and Uncle Donny can watch."
"Huh?" I said in surprise at this revelation. Jacob's dad and uncle were going to be here while I sucked him off.
"Dad and Uncle Donny taught me to jack off when I was eleven. We still get off together once in a while," Jacob grasped his teen cock and pointed it toward me.
"Sure, stay on that side of the bar away from the front door," Pete said. "Donny and I will keep an eye on the door. "James, any chance when Jacob is finished with you we can use your mouth and coat your tonsils with more cream while Jacob is loading his car?"
"Yeah, I can do that," I could only get out in a whisper as I slid off my barstool and positioned my face level with Jacob's hairy eighteen year old crotch. I felt Jacob's hands on the side of my head guiding me to his cock. As I let my lips stretch to surround him he moaned and arched forward a tad impaling my face. Taking control he began to use me, fucking my mouth. I was in complete lust knowing he was using me for his pleasure and I would soon have my mouth filled with Jacob's cum.
"Fuck, that little cocksucker can take it," I heard Pete say from behind me. He and Donny had come around the bar to watch me at work.
"Fuck yeah. Man did I hit the jackpot. He's got a hot slippery mouth. I can imagine myself doing homework on my computer while James is down there nibbling and licking my cock and balls," Jacob said.
"After you get settled in and ride him a few times, maybe we can stop by occasionally and you would share a little piece of him with us? That fucker is cute. His cock is almost poking a hole in his shorts," Pete said to Jacob as if I didn't have a say in the matter. I was totally enthralled to Jacob's pleasure.
"You like the taste of my cock boy? Yeah? Gonna do it. Get ready you cute little faggot. You're about to get my load," Jacob panted. Oh fuck, oh fuck, fuck yeah... Aaaghhhhh. Fuck! Take it you fucking cocksucker."
"Give it to him," Donny encouraged Jacob as his tool contracted spewing his load in my mouth. "Look how you've got his lips stretched around that monster. Hell yeah. Drown that little fucker."
Jacob was right. The intense force and quantity of his first two jets splashed against the back of my mouth. I had my hands on his knees so I could back off if needed but his grasp on my head was strong. The throbbing contractions continued filling my mouth with his warm teen ball juice. I really began to wonder if I was going to drown in his cream because he had my head in a vice grip when his moaning slowed and he slowly released me. Using my tongue, I lathed his large teen cock with his own cum before gently pulling away. He held my chin and caressed my throat with long graceful fingers feeling me swallow his gift to me.
"Fuck, he's got a magic mouth," Jacob panted to his dad and Donny.
Pete was lifting his kilt when the front door opened. "Shit." Pete said letting his kilt drop back in place. A couple walked in and sat at a table on the other side.
"Sorry guys," Jacob grinned. "I'm going to load the car and follow James to his house. I'll text you when I get settled in. Then I'm going to get him naked and use him the rest of the day."
Jacob latched on to my upper arm and led me to the back room where I saw a small mound of boxes and things he was going to bring to my house. Without any encouragement I began to help him load his truck and my car. Once I caught him staring at me, intense, and then he grinned wiggling his eyebrows. That boy had the power to fuck me with his eyes and make me cream myself. Smile.
Standing in the doorway to Jacob's room I watched him enter information to access my wifi and with that he was done moving in. Flopping down on the bed with his laptop he flipped it open.
"Gonna watch some porn. I know I haven't asked if you have any specific dos and don'ts but I sure would like you under me when I'm watching fuck videos," Jacob said.
"You have to give me a little time to get myself prepared for you. You're a big fucker and I want to be able to let you enjoy yourself as much as you want. I've never been fucked by anyone as big as you," I said. "I'll be as quick as I can. Think you can wait a bit?"
"Sure," Jacob said with a wink. "Come naked. I will be."
In less than fourteen minutes I had prepared myself to be fucked, had a butt plug inserted to help stretch and relax my sphincter, and showered squeaky clean.
When I got to Jacob's room, my breath was taken away. Totally nude, lying on his stomach watching porn, was this tall tanned teen boy. Shiny dark hair in slight disarray -- fucking hot -, perfect shoulders and back, great tight ass with a patch of pale skin from wearing shorts in the sun, and those long hairy legs. Wow!
"Hey...," Jacob stopped mid-sentence. "Damn dude. You are really cute. Fuckin A! Turn around, let me see you.
A little flushed, I turned in slow motion to give him an eyeful of his live sex toy. My dick is thick and hairy because I'm a natural kind of guy, but nothing like Jacob's. My pecs are covered in soft light hair that flairs across my chest. And a firm ass to die for with a dusting of light hair in my crack.
"Wow! And to think that you are all mine to use. Get your ass over here and lay on your stomach. I'm going to lube your crack and mount you. Then I'm going to hump your crack while I'm watching porn, and eventually work my cock up inside you," Jacob said.
I did exactly as Jacob instructed. He was surprised to see the butt plug when he heavily lubed my crack and chuckled while gently removing it. I was beginning to really like this kid.
Hovering over me in a straddle, Jacob slid his hard cock along my crack before putting his weight on my back, resting on his elbows, and settling down for a nice hump. His cock glided along my crack making contact with my hole, teasing me, driving me crazy. He chuckled when I would hump back trying to get his cock head aligned to go in. He was playing with me, making a game of it. The little fucker.
I inhaled the scent of him while he rode me. Like a warm autumn sunrise, where evergreens are bathed in dew, and the breeze brings hints of apple orchards and chrysanthemums. It made my cock rigid.
He had taken his long hairy legs and put them outside of mine pressing mine together to enhance the depth of my crack for his fuck stick.
Eventually I settled down and lay their letting him use me. I loved the weight of him on my back. The way he humped I could feel his thick bush on my buttocks. The closet doors in his room were full mirrors. While he watched the porn videos breathing against my neck I was watching live sex in the mirrors. Holy fuck, what an ass this boy had.
Jacob was literally using me to masturbate himself. His tantric rhythm lulled me into a relaxed drowsiness. It was the most erotic massage I have ever had. I couldn't help myself and every time his rhythm changed a bit I exhaled a satisfied sigh or sexy hum.
And then my eyes flew open. His dick was probing, searching for my opening. The large head found the spot he wanted and began to disappear inside me. "Ungh," I groaned in momentary discomfort while gripping his arms just above his wrists.
"Shush... Lay still," Jacob whispered next to my ear. "Don't move. I'm going to fuck you now." He rested his mouth on the side of my neck, breathing hot moist air on me as more of his dick pierced me. "Oh yeah, you are one hot little fucker," Jacob moaned to himself.
When he stopped moving and I again felt his pubes against my ass I realized he was all the way in letting me adjust to his length and girth. "Oh my god," I grunted.
"Relax baby, the hard part is over. You did great and you handled it well," Jacob murmured.
Raising himself to his elbows, Jacob partially withdrew and reentered me returning his focus to the porn videos.
Looking up as best I could from my position, I became aware the video was one of Jacob and his dad, Pete, and uncle Donny, tag teaming what appeared to be a street whore. I began to fantasize being the whore and the three guys were taking turns fucking me. My cock was steel rebar.
"Shit man, here it cums," Jacob increased his tempo. Aw fuck man, unghh, oh yeah, I'm cumming!
My insides filled with his milky eruption. "Christ, give it to me," I begged no longer able to keep still. "Fuck me!" My own dick detonated, spewing gobs of cum on his top sheet smearing my pubes and abdomen in slippery spunk. I shivered in exquisite pleasure, every nerve ending dancing with erotic charges.
And then we became still breathing deep; catching our breath, his weight still on me.
"You are fucking awesome. A living wet dream come true," Jacob nuzzled the back of my hair. I'm going to give it to you so much your insides are going to gurgle and slosh when you walk because you will have so much cum in you. Bet you'd love that?" Jacob teased.
I purred and stretched under him making him wiggle on top of me and laugh aloud.
"Thanks dude," Jacob said lifting off me and heading to the hall bathroom he would be using as his. My ass was a slimy mess. "By the way, you're the only dude I've ever fucked. Been sucked by some but they wouldn't let me fuck them. You were great." He chuckled, winked, and walked away.
First dude? What the fuck man? Thanks dude you were great is all I get. And then I remembered; to young Jacob I was just a live sex toy. No emotional attachment. No strings. Hot sex only. A way for him to get off. Drain his balls. Bust a nutt. Grin.