Please consider donating to Nifty to keep the hot stories coming! http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html
After finishing our dinner and our wine, Alex and I discussed some of the details about the apartment -- the rent, utility costs, parking situation and rules my landlord enforced.
I grabbed my laptop and pulled up the rental agreement that Shannon had filled out a year ago. With a few quick keystrokes, Alex was able to clear her information so could begin typing in his own.
I transferred the laundry from the washer to the dryer, while he sat naked at the table pulling up his latest pay stub, contact info for references, and other info needed for the rental form. I busied myself tidying the kitchen, trying not to hover.
Alex was done by the time the buzzer on the dryer signaled that his shirt and shorts and my laundry were dry. I sat on the couch folding my clothes while he split the remainder of the Chardonnay between our glasses.
"The form's all complete, Robbie," he said, sitting down on the couch next to me. "I left the PDF on your desktop, so you can send it off to your landlord whenever you're ready."
"Cool," I replied. "I'll email him tonight."
"I'm really excited about this," he said, smiling and taking a sip of his wine. "This apartment is definitely an upgrade from my current situation."
"I see. You're just in this for my palatial accommodations," I said with a wink.
"It was all part of my master plan," he said, scratching at the scruffy beard on his chin. "I planned the meeting with your old roommate several weeks ago, fucked her senseless and put up with her shit, and presented myself naked to you in the middle of the night -- all as part of my plot to supplant her as your cohabitant in this manor."
I laughed out loud and playfully swatted him in the face with a pair of skimpy Andrew Christian briefs. The underwear fell into his lap and he picked them up to examine them. They were black with royal blue trim and I considered them my "date" underwear: The good underwear I wouldn't be ashamed to have exposed if things got heated on a date.
"I never understand why you guys bother wearing these things," Alex said, stretching the briefs between his hands. "My uncles must've spent a fortune on all their fancy underwear. I'd rather just go commando or wear something more utilitarian if I need to keep the boys contained."
"I'm not knocking the commando approach," I said. "But I guess it's more about how they make you feel."
"Whaddya mean?" he asked.
"They kinda lift and accentuate," I said, trying to explain the logic of nice underwear. "And they conceal and reveal, depending on what type they are."
"Can I try them on?" Alex asked.
"Be my guest," I said, feeling my cock tingling again.
Alex stood up and stepped into the briefs and pulled them up over his ass and then tucked his cock and balls into the pouch. He aimed his cock pointing down and it strained the fabric of the pouch and pulled the waistband down exposing nearly half of his bush of pubic hair. Then he adjusted his cock upwards and to the left. It covered the shaft, but his cock still caused the waistband to pull away from his skin in the front.
He seemed slightly flummoxed. "I guess I could wear it like this," he said, grinning and looking down at himself. He'd arranged himself vertically so that his entire cock head and about a quarter inch of the shaft showed above the waistband.
I laughed and felt my cock twitch again. "Yeah, I think you might be a little too big for that particular pair. If you walk around the locker room or at the pool like that, you will definitely get some attention," I said.
"Don't tempt me," he said with a wink, slipping the briefs back off and tossing them over to me. "And I'm not that much bigger than you. So they must be pretty revealing when you wear them, too."
"Not like that," I said.
"Lemme see," he said.
I stood and pulled the briefs on. I could still feel his warmth in the pouch. The briefs hugged my balls and my shaft, which was off to the left side. The proportions of my anatomy did pull the waist band down a bit, revealing just the very top of my pubic hair. But I'd be unlikely to be arrested for public indecency if I showed up at the beach in them. The same could not be said for Alex.
"I guess I can't see your dick over the top, but you're still not a small guy by any stretch," Alex said, smiling.
"Aw shucks," I said, trying to feign fake embarrassment to conceal my actual embarrassment.
"I bet you'd pop out the top if you were hard, though," he said with a wink.
"I can neither confirm nor deny that accusation," I replied, but I could already feel my cock beginning to harden in the briefs at the suggestion.
"It's happening now, isn't it?" Alex said, staring at my crotch and giggling.
"Well, what do you expect if you keep talking about it," I said, blushing again. I'm not sure why I was self conscious, since we'd spent two days naked together and we'd messed around both days.
My penis became fully erect and was pressing against the black fabric of the briefs and pulling the waistband away from my pubes.
"I see something starting to peak out," Alex teased. He reached forward and pulled the waistband away with one finger, exposing the head of my erection. His own cock was starting to plump up and the head brushed against my thigh. He reached in and stroked the head of my cock, dabbing his fingertip at the bead of precum growing at my piss slit. "Ready for one more round before I take off, roomie?"
I smiled up at him and then reached forward and grabbed his dick. "How can I refuse?" I said.
Alex reached into my briefs and took my whole dick in his hand and gave it a few playful strokes. He slid his other hand in the back of the underwear and squeezed my ass cheeks. Then he slid me briefs down around my ankles. "You won't need those," he said.
I stepped out of the briefs and then sat down on the couch. I hungrily pulled Alex's cock into my mouth once again and began sucking up and down the shaft. He moaned quietly and grabbed the back of my head, rubbing his hands through my hair, and gently pressing my face into his dark mass of public hair. I gagged momentarily. "Sorry buddy," Alex said gently, and eased my head back off his cock.
I savored the head of Alex's cock, letting my tongue trace around the corona and then gently spread his piss slit. "Damn, you're good at that, Robbie," he said.
I massaged his sagging balls with one hand and stroked my own erection with the other. Then I reached behind him with both hands and massaged his fuzzy ass cheeks while I opened my mouth wide and took his shaft to the root. He continued running his fingers gently through my hair and massaging my shoulders.
"I'm getting really close, Robbie," Alex said softly. "Can I cum on your chest this time?"
With his cock still in my mouth, I said, "Mmmm hmmmm." Then I pulled off his cock and lay back on the couch, my head resting on one of the arms. Alex straddled my torso and rested his heavy balls and cock against my lower chest.
I spit into my hand and wrapped it over the top of his cock, pressing it against my chest. He smiled, realizing that I was constructing a pseudo "pussy" for him on my chest. He began thrusting his pelvis forwards and backwards, his erection sandwiched between my hand and my chest. With my other hand, I explored the hair on his lower stomach and down into his pubic hair.
Alex raised both his hands behind his head, exposing his hairy armpits once again. He continued fucking against my hand and chest. His balls dragged up and down over my stomach with each thrust.
"Fuck Robbie, I'm gonna cum again," he moaned.
His cock began to erupt, spraying white semen all over my chest as he continued to thrust.
"Oh yeah," I said, smiling up at him and licking my lips. As if he was reading my mind, Alex leaned forward until his cock met my lips. I took the head in my mouth and cleaned the last remaining dribbles of cum. I rubbed my hands against Alex's butt cheeks again; they were damp with sweat.
Alex pulled away from me and knelt on the floor next to the couch. He ran his right hand through the cum on my chest and then placed his hand on my cock. Using his own semen as lube, he began jerking me off. Alex grinned at me and gave me a playful wink. He stared down at the puddle of his remaining cum on my chest.
"I've never tasted my own jizz before," he said.
"Really?" I replied.
He shook his head and then lowered it to my chest. Alex extended his tongue toward the biggest glob of his milky white fluid next to my right nipple and poked at it cautiously. He began to gently lap at it like a kitten, and then more feverishly licked at it. "Not bad," he said, his breath warm against my chest.
He continued lapping at the dribbles of cum on my chest, giving special attention to my nipples. As they hardened, he alternately licked and nibbled at them while still stroking my ever-hardening cock. His long hair tickled my chest as he moved around.
I extended one hand behind my head and ran the other through his hair. I began to have that tell-tale feeling in my balls that precedes my orgasm. "I'm gonna cum, Alex," I moaned.
"Yeah, do it Robbie," he said, turning his head toward my cock and resting his cheek against my sweaty stomach.
"Oh god, here it comes," I moaned, kneading his hair and pressing his head against my stomach. I began to erupt. Shot after shot emerged onto my stomach and pubes.
"Nice!" Alex said, turning his head back towards me. One stream of my cum extended from his right cheekbone to his scruff-covered chin. A second stream ran from the middle of his cheek and over his lips. He gave me a wide smile, which stretched the cum glob across his teeth. He stuck his tongue out and licked the semen off his lips. "Yours doesn't taste too bad either."
"That's a relief," I said, smiling down at him and continuing to run my fingers through his hair. "I wouldn't want to be like that Funky Spunk guy on 'Sex and the City'."
Alex laughed and laid his head against my chest. "Your homosexual pop culture references would be lost on me if it weren't for my uncles. I think I've seen every episode of that show. And 'AbFab', too."
"Wow, that's pretty gay," I said, teasing him. "Even I haven't seen all of 'AbFab'. You sure you're straight?"
Looking over the horizon of my damp chest, Alex stared at me with his gray-blue eyes. "I'm starting to wonder that myself."