Written with co-author Jamar
"Oh shit," I heard someone say shortly after the door opened. I looked up to see a younger Black man looking in.
"Damn, what happened to knocking?" said an irritated Reggie, sitting up suddenly.
"My bad, just had some exciting news to share, but I see you're busy," he said, slowly closing the door.
"Be right back," Reggie said, getting out of the bed. In the full daylight, I marveled at his body, noticing several tattoos. His cock swung freely, about 6 inches. He went to the dresser and pulled on a pair of boxer shorts, then left the room.
Inside the kitchen, Reggie's roommate, Terrance, was fixing breakfast. "Want some breakfast bro?" he asked.
"No thanks, I'm good," said Reggie, opening up the refrigerator door. "I'm serious man, knock on the damn door before you come in," he said, pouring himself a glass of juice.
"So, who's the white cougar? I didn't know you were into geriatrics."
"Fuck you Terrance, we won't start talking about the hoes you used bring home," said Reggie, finishing the last gulp.
Terrance laughed, "Yeah, they some were kind of trashy. Alright man, we're even, not even you could bring me down on this fine morning. And, like you said, used to! I've matured, am a grown man."
"What's going on? I thought you were out of town until next week."
"Obviously! Good thing I didn't come in last night and walk in on you bending that old ass over, hearing bones creak and shit."
"Stop it. He's not that old, and that ass is fire."
Terrance held his hands over his ears. "Okay, okay, I stop, don't want to hear about ass anymore, too much information," he said. "Oh, and the exciting news is that Yolanda wants me to move in with her, so you'll have the place to yourself."
"No fucking way," said Reggie, upset that his best friend was leaving, but happy that he finally found the right girl. He and Yolanda had been dating over 2 years. "Give your best bud a hug," said Reggie, opening up his arms."Don't think so, for obvious reasons," said Terrance. "Your ass needs a shower, smell like moth balls." They each laughed good heartedly. He and Reggie had been friends since high school and had very tight bond, neither one ever got angry with the other. Their relationship got sexual for a very short time right after high school, but Terrance discovered he was more into females than males. They were, however, able to maintain their friendship and the issue of sex between them never came up.
"Shit bro, I'm going to miss you being around, picking up after you, cleaning the toilet, making sure your ass doesn't leave the without combing your hair. When you moving out?"
"First of all, I can take care of myself and don't need Mr. Mom looking after me."
"Secondly?" asked Reggie.
"I'm going to miss you, but we can still hang out," said Terrance as he grabbed a bag of his personal belonging sand headed out the door.
"Hey!" Reggie shouted, approaching the door.
After hearing Reggie, Terrance turned around and came back. "What's up?"
"You going to be at the club tonight? I'll be on bass," asked Reggie, a musical journeyman who played several instruments and was in high demand. Terrance attended a lot of the concerts that Reggie played in, mostly jazz.
"Oh man, we made plans for dinner out of town, but if we get back, yeah, definitely. Listen, got to run, love you bro," said Terrance, entering the apartment to hug Reggie's half naked body. "Serious man, you are funky, and now I got Reggie and old white man funk on me, thanks."
"Get the fuck out of here," said Reggie as he closed the door. "And I love you too," Reggie muttered under his breath. Despite their platonic friendship, he still had an affection for Terrance, but dared not interfere with his life. Terrance was the first man to penetrate Reggie and he never forgot how patient he was with him. Terrance's cock was enormous, at least ten inches in length and thick. His athletic build and handsome face provided eye candy for everyone around them, male and female. Reggie always thought of himself as homely and fat and had nowhere near the confidence of his best friend. He felt good being around Terrance, and his ability to be grounded and genuine. Reggie had always been gay and was admittedly jealous of Terrance and his sexual partners. But with Yolanda, he saw him finally happy and settling down.
Reggie had been gone for about 15 minutes, and I could hear the conversation he was having in the apartment. He came in, took off his towel and crawled back into bed. Looking at me, he gave me a kiss, then stroked my head, not saying anything.
"Everything okay?" I asked.
"Yeah man, my roomie, and best friend, just announced that he is moving in with his girlfriend," Reggie said lying on his back, arms behind his head.
"Wow, that's big news," I said, kissing his nipple. He put his arm around me, kissing my cheek.
"Well, I am glad for him," said Reggie. "Listen I have a bunch of stuff to do today, so have to going."
"Okay man, I'll get out of your way," I said, getting out of the bed. I knew at some point I had to leave but was enjoying the company of Reggie.
"If you want to shower, go ahead," said Reggie, checking his phone.
"No, I'm good, I can shower at home. Care to exchange contact information?" I asked.
"For sure man," said Reggie, fixated on his phone. I could sense that he was preoccupied with the news about his roommate, so I left out as quickly as I could to give him time. We exchanged numbers, and before I left the apartment we exchanged hugs and a kiss. I felt good about the possibility of meeting Reggie again. He was good looking, had a positive personality, and was sexually talented, an important quality for me.