Samuel is sexy and he damn knows it, showing off his banging body on social media and in the gym any chance that he gets. Oliver knows that he should not agree to let the vacant room of his apartment to a straight horny jock, exhibitionist on top of everything else. This might only create problems and frustrations... Right? Although, how could he resist?! Sam is WAY TOO HOT!
MY ROOMMATE IS (WAY) TOO HOT!
Chapter 10: Way too promiscuous
A full month during which Samuel was "trapped" in the apartment with me, during which he could practically not do anything by himself, and during which I was the one deciding when, and how, (and if!) he would get dressed... Talk about Paradise!
Needless to say, most of the times, Samuel was completely naked aside from his upper-arms casts.
It was a lot of troubles to put some clothes on him, and let's be real, my roommate preferred living as a nudist anyway.
The painful inconvenience of getting dressed was just the perfect excuse to fully lean in on his exhibitionist tendencies.
To be fair, I was also pushing for it.
Although I was always more than ready to help him shower or jerk-off, I was slightly more reluctant when he was asking about putting some clothes on or going out.
"You're sure you want to go through the ordeal of putting a shirt on again?" I asked.
"Erf, you're right. And who am I to deprive my roomie of a show?" He winked at me, arching his ass.
He knew what I was doing and he was fine with it.
I am not a kidnapper or a jerk though, so obviously, I would still help him dressing up and go out whenever he wanted to.
Sometimes, Kurt or Jeong would pass by the apartment to bring Samuel to the physiotherapist or simply to have him get some fresh air.
I did need a break from times to times myself.
Living with a horny naked stud 24/7 was not that easy. I think it was messing with my mental health.
I had troubles focusing at work and most of all, I had troubles managing my obsession over Samuel.
He was always there, his fat cock dangling before my eyes, his hairy armpits on display, his bubble butt sitting on our couch.
I guess that if he had simply been naked, that would have been fine, but on top of it, my roommate was seemingly horny (and hard as a rock) ninety percent of the time.
The stud was usually fucking a different girl (or several different girls) every single night and now, he had no way to meet with them, flirt with them on Instagram, or very pragmatically given his injury, to fuck them.
Hell, the poor boy was even deprived from jerking off!
I caught him humping the couch one afternoon as I was coming back from work.
"I'm going crazy, bro!" He had told me with a grin, caught in the act.
In the end, I was his sole source of release... And Samuel had understood that I was more than willing to give him a hand anytime he needed one, which was apparently several times a day.
If he had been surprisingly reluctant to ask for the first hand-job in the shower, he was not so hesitant afterwards.
By the end of the first week, it was so established that I was basically working on retainer, ready to stroke Samuel's dick at any given moment, that he just had to point to his hard cock and I knew what to do.
Maybe I should have pushed back a little, or at the very least, pretend that I was not so eager to play with his cock every single time, but I could not help myself...
As soon as he gave me the signal, I would run (or crawl, depending on the situation) towards him.
I mean, our promiscuity was getting out of control.
I was helping him take baths and showers every day;
I was tucking him in bed;
I was spoon-feeding him every meal;
I was helping him piss -- holding his big cock so he would aim right in the bowl -;
I was changing his bandages and massaging the parts of his body where he would feel sore;
And at some point, I was jerking him so much during the day (and my own cock right after) that my wrist seriously started to ache!
It was a full-time job.
Samuel knew how to keep me entertained. He was letting my hands wander all over his banging body, he was spreading his legs outrageously anytime he sensed that he may be losing my attention, and he was getting his cock always closer to my mouth when I would jerk him off.
I was both terrified and super anxious at the idea of tasting it.
It was only a matter of going for it at this stage... But I wanted for Samuel to ask for it first.
One week exactly from his return from the hospital, I was feeding him some healthy food in the kitchen for dinner.
I was in my underwear and he was (obviously) fully nude.
I had not jerked off his dick yet because he had to go to the physiotherapist in the morning, and he had spent the entire afternoon with Kurt.
We both knew where the evening was going.
I tried to hide the erection in my briefs, -- I have no idea why I still had a semblance of modesty regarding my own excitement, Samuel was fully aware that he was making me horny -, while my roommate was sporting a strong semi already.
His cock was so massive that a semi for Samuel was pretty much the size of a firm erection for any other well-endowed guy.
I was trying to feed him pieces of tomatoes but we were both in a giggling mood and I was missing his mouth half of the time.
Then, I had to pick the tomato from his chest to feed it back to him.
"Focus, Sam! Open your mouth!" I scolded him playfully.
"I'm sorry, this is just too funny to see you coming at me like this."
"Like what?"
"Like I'm your toddler or something."
"You kinda are..."
"Feed me, daddy! Feed me!" He teased me.
I rolled my eyes.
"Just say Aaaah like when you're at the doctor."
"Aaaaaah."
We both chuckled and I dropped another piece. Right on his cock.
"You're really impossible!"
I was pretty sure he was toying with me on purpose but to be honest, I was also not so careful with what I was doing.
I had been feeding Samuel for days and it was always such a pain in the ass, it was cool that we could have some fun with it now.
I grabbed the piece which had fallen on his dick and handed-feed it to him.
He refused it though.
"Nah, that one was all over my cock, eat it instead."
"What?"
"Since you like my dick so much, I'm sure it will enhance the flavour for you."
"You're so dumb."
I still bit into the piece of tomato jokingly.
"See. How does it taste?"
"Pretty standard. Tomato with a hint of uncut cock from a simpleton."
We burst out laughing and I resumed the feeding session.
I would get my fingers or fork a few inches from his mouth so he had to lean over a little and go for it to try to catch the food.
He did eventually manage to eat the main course and it was time for dessert.
I cannot tell you how bad I would have wanted to feed him my throbbing cock but instead, I picked an actual banana from our fruit ball and a cottage cheese yoghurt.
I went in with the banana first.
"Say Aaaah!" I repeated.
He opened his mouth wide and I shoved the banana in his mouth a little bit too hard.
