My Roommate Is (way) Too Hot!

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 14: Way too Crowded

The apartment was not made for three and Kurt, Samuel and I were quickly all over each other.

Well, so to speak...

I was frustrated about losing my exclusive connection with Samuel, but it was only for a few days and I figured that maybe, it would be a good way to try to ease off the upcoming separation, once he would get rid of his casts and be free to fuck every single chick in town.

Even I, was sufficiently aware to realize that my obsession for my roommate was not healthy.

Maybe it was for the best that we would not be so intimate anymore?

Samuel had to move from his previous apartment because the girl living with him had become too clingy, I definitely did not want for the story to repeat itself.

I could show some good spirit about Kurt moving in if the idea was to add another shameless and horny hunk in the mix!

Clearly, Kurt's presence did not stop things from getting sexual... Quite the opposite.

We were pretty calm on the first night though.

Kurtis did not seem to be doing well and he would not tell us why he had been suddenly kicked out from his place.

"I thought the guy who was sub-renting the apartment to you was a friend of your parents?" Samuel enquired.

Kurtis made a face.

"He is..."

"So? What happened?"

"Nothing... He... I guess that he didn't want me to pay only half the market price of the rent anymore. Or he wanted to get the apartment for himself again."

He was clearly lying but Samuel was a good friend, he knew better than to be insistent and he was happy to offer hospitality without having to know any more of the details.

I would have appreciated that he asked me first before welcoming his buddy to our place, but I guess that Sam would have never questioned it, if it was Franck who had asked for a place to stay for a few days.

It was only fair that I would extend the same courtesy.

Besides, I liked Kurtis too, not only because he was super-hot, he was a nice guy.

"I don't wanna be a burden. I'll try to be discreet; I'll sleep on the sofa... During the day, I'll be looking for another apartment to rent so I won't even be here."

He told me as I was trying to figure how we could organise ourselves.

"Don't sweat it, we don't mind you being here. It will be fun."

I had no idea how much it would be.

"You're really an angel, mate. Taking care of Samuel for all those weeks when he cannot move his arms. Welcoming me at your apartment like this. You know, if I can help you with anything, just ask."

Was he proposing to bang me as a thank you, Samuel's style?

I would not have put it past Kurt to try to emulate his mentor's behaviour to that level.

I chose to reply with a bit of sarcasm.

"That's just me, being a good Christian."

"Ahah, yes. Well, thank you." He took his tee-shirt off to expose his smooth and lean body.

A great way to show his appreciation indeed...

"I should go help Samuel in his room." I spoke.

"Don't worry about that, I'll go. You should at least take some time off from helping him while I'm here, that's the least I can do!"

Fuck.

That asshole!

He was about to take my spot.

I did not say anything. I mean, I could not fight to be the one to tuck Samuel into his bed, right? That would have looked way too sus.

Kurt walked to Sam's bedroom shirtless and I knew that he would find my naked roommate waiting for him.

It was obvious, at least for me, that Kurtis was drooling over Samuel probably as much as I was myself.

Okay, that may have been an overstatement since I was completely obsessed and in love with Sam, but you get the idea.

Kurt wanted that fat uncut cock and by this point, I think he already knew that I was getting some myself. He was probably dead-jealous.

I heard them giggling and it upset me way too much.

I was really losing my shit over Samuel. I went to bed moody.

"Franck, I think I've made a mistake."

We were having a coffee after work the next afternoon and I had decided to talk to my friend.

I could not keep my feelings to myself anymore.

"Relax, just tell me what's going on."

Franck already knew it was about Samuel.

If he thought that having a hunky roommate could be fun for me at first, lately, he had been worried about how much of my life I was sacrificing while I was taking care of Sam.

"You were right, okay... I've fallen for Samuel. I mean, at this point, I think I'm obsessed with him. We spend all of our time together and... We... Well, we've done some stuff together."

"I'm trying hard not to be judgmental here." He smiled at me.

"No, go ahead, you can say it... I've told you so!"

He sighed.

"Seriously, I get it, the writing on the walls was all there. How were you supposed to resist living with a guy like that?"

"I feel like such a moron. But that's exactly it, I was doomed from the moment I let him the vacant room. And then, when he started to..."

"To do what exactly? I've never understood what you guys were truly up to in that apartment."

I lowered my voice.

"You know... He's never been shy, not to say that he's a downright exhibitionist."

Franck gave me a cheeky smile.

"I had figured that much from our last conversations."

"He's naked 24/7, man."

"You, lucky bastard, enjoying the eye candy every single day. I mean, just stop looking at him if it's too much to handle."

"First of all, it's not that easy to avoid him. He's quite all there, and all the time, especially since he's trapped in his damn casts. But second of all, that's not even the issue. Franck, he's not just showing off... We..."

"Hold on a second." He pushed aside his phone to focus on the conversation fully. "I need to be ready for that."

"See, this is why I didn't want to talk to you about this in the first place! You're mocking me."

"Come on! I've told you; my life is way too boring. You need to provide the entertainment and you've been saving all this tea for yourself for months."

I rolled my eyes but since I had started to talk, I kept going.

"We have started to do some things together..."

"Things? Could you find a more generic non-sensical word?"

"Since he's been in the casts, and even before that, we... You know, we've been fooling around."

"Okay, Olivier. I'm gonna need some details and some mental pictures of your dreamy roommate. Or better than that, actual pics!"

"You don't want to see my sextapes, dude."

"Your sextapes?!" He almost shouted. "Man! Sex?! You're having sex with the hottest man of the town!"

I blushed.

"It's started with just jerking off together, and then, each other... And when he got injured, like, we... We moved on to the blowjobs."

"He's sucking your dick?"

"No... I... I do most of the job in that department." I admitted.

Franck burst out laughing.

"Oh, Oliver, my sweet Oliver!"

"He's fucking me though... It started last week and... Well, he already fucked me three times."

"Jesus. I did need to be ready for this or I would be spitting my coffee all over the place. Straight hunky roommate is banging your little ass?! Wow!"

"Can you shout this any louder?"

"Sorry, bro, but you should be the one shouting this everywhere. I mean, if a guy like this was taking care of my prostate, the whole world would know about it."

"That's because you think you live in a reality-tv show, but Franck... You were right though, warning me not to fall for him. I think I'm way too deep."

"From what I can tell, he's the one going deep, not you. And like, don't listen to my warning, I'm dumb! Who cares? I've always said that you should enjoy your time and not get too invested, but if the guy is fucking you, that changes everything."

I chuckled.

Franck could be annoying but at least, he was funny.

Well, he had his moments.

"What do you mean? It doesn't change shit."

"Clearly, you're not falling for a straight guy! You're falling for a guy who seems very much into you as well!"

"Trust me, he doesn't seem to care, really."

"Does he shove your dick inside your mouth or your ass regularly?"

"Yes..."

"Do you guys spend most of your time together?"

"Yes..."

"Then, take your shot! What you have here is not a problem, it's a potential relationship, and if it doesn't work, that's just life, man, not the end of the world."

"I could never date a guy like that... He's way too..."

"Too what? Hot?"

"Yes!"

"You're cute, man. If I was a top, I would for sure want to bang you. Don't sell yourself short, you can get someone like Samuel."

That was sweet of Franck, probably the nicest thing he had ever said to me.

"It's just not that, Samuel is already talking about banging other chicks. Remember the blond married woman I told you about one day, she's already been back in the apartment. The man is insatiable."

"I guess that's an issue... Only if you look for a monogamous relationship though."

"Well, ideally, I would like a boyfriend and clearly, Samuel's not boyfriend material."

"Hmmm... I see the problem then."

"And that's not the most difficult part. Yesterday night, one of his gym buddies has barged into our place. He's been kicked out by his landlord or something but I think... Like, I know they have already horsed around and I'm sure Kurt is into Samuel."

"He's fucking him too?! Damn! Those gym bros are really worse than in the porn movies that I watch."

"No, they don't fuck. At the very least, not yet. I know for sure that Samuel had never done anything with another guy, -- aside jerking off -, before me, but damn... Imagining that they could, it makes me crazy jealous. Like, I don't recognize myself."

"A jocks' love triangle... Nice."

"Can you please focus and keep your jerk-off materials' thoughts for when you'll be alone?"

"Have you talked about it to Samuel?" Franck asked me a little more seriously.

"Yes... And I lied through my teeth! What was I supposed to do? I've told him that I was very cool about it. Both regarding Kurt staying with us, and regarding us fucking with no strings attached."

Franck looked at me in a way which was saying: "Poor Olivier, what have you gotten yourself into?"

"Okay. I get it. At this point, it's clear that you are aware that this is not healthy for you, and I also think you know what you have to do."

"Move out from my own apartment?"

"Just tell the truth. You might lose him, but..."

"I will lose him. For sure. The dude's not ready to commit to any relationship, not even talking about a gay one!"

"Yes, there is a high chance it ends badly, but if it is more painful than it is fun for you, you have to do something about it. Besides, I don't believe you're telling me all this by mistake. Obviously, it is difficult for you, and let's not pretend that you've been doing well at work lately..."

"I know... My mind's been all about Sam."

Franck shrugged his shoulders.

"And there's no need to beat yourself up about it now. What's done is done and once again, I get it, we're driven by our urges and I've seen his Insta. Pretty hard to turn your back on Samuel."

"Depends for what..." I dared a naughty joke, winking at Franck.

He laughed.

"My policy: you have to take some risks to get some rewards in life. Enjoy yourself, you might get hurt, but you have to take a chance. And always speak your truth."

"Okay, Mr. Wise..."

"Listen, I know I can make fun of you but this seems to become a bit more serious now. I'm also here if you actually need a friend. I don't want to be or appear judgemental."

I was surprised that he would get so real all of the sudden.

"You don't... I just... There are some stuffs that I didn't want to admit to myself and this is why I didn't want to talk about it."

"Reminds me of my coming out story."

"Oh God, don't bring back the trauma please!"

This was our segway to move on to other conversations and when I got back home about an hour later, I felt much better.

Franck was right about everything, how I should enjoy the situation while I could, how it was not such a big deal, and how I simply needed to state how I was truly feeling if I did not want to suffer.

Between theory and practice, life is never that simple though.

I walked into my living room only to catch Samuel and Kurtis, both stark naked on the couch, all muscles and dicks out, Kurt's right hand firmly holding on Sam's cock, as they were watching a porn movie on our television screen.

"Ah!" I gasped.

I had stumbled on a jerking-off session between bros!

One thing was for sure, Kurtis looked way too happy to be stroking Samuel's fat uncut cock, already dripping on his fingers, while his own cock was also leaking and pointing to the ceiling.

All my fears were being realized...

Or maybe, this could be part of my fantasy?

I vividly remembered when they both nutted so close to my face in the gym's sauna.

"What are you guys doing?" I said, quite stupidly.

"What does it look like?" Samuel replied with a huge smile.

That was fair.

The girl on the screen was getting double-dicked by two Latino dudes with humongous cocks.

She was moaning and screaming like crazy.

Impressive stuff!

"Sam cannot stroke his own dick... As you know." Kurtis added, to justify his behaviour.

"Whatever, enjoy yourself."

I hoped that I did not sound too bitter, I tried to be casual about it.

I knew I was supposed to lay it all there and have a "real" conversation with Samuel but this was clearly the worst timing for that.

"Wanna rub one out with us?" My roommate suggested.

He had his cheeky attitude that I knew so well.

Samuel was up to no good.

"I don't know... I don't want to disturb your little man bonding session."

"You can bond with us..." Kurtis insisted.

All this time, he was wanking his own cock off alongside Samuel's. The man had strong biceps and stamina; he could handle two large dicks at once.

They were both at full mast, looking like a delicious duo of sausages.

What had Franck said already? This was not such a big deal as long as I was enjoying myself?

I purposely eluded the other part of his speech.

What truly convinced me to join them was that Samuel moved a little on the side to leave me a spot right in the middle, between the two studs.

Yeap, he knew exactly what he was doing.

I took my jacket off, kept my tee shirt, but walked out of my jeans as I joined them on the couch.

It was not a large sofa and when three people were sitting on it, we had to be quite close from each other. Being in the middle, both Samuel and Kurtis' thighs were rubbing against mine as I was fetching my hardening cock out of my boxer briefs.

Samuel may have broadened his sexual horizons since he had been living with me, but I had changed a lot too, being that quick to participate in an impromptu baiting session with some "straight bros."

This was something I would have never thought possible three months prior.

Now that I was the one on Samuel's right, I was also the only meant to stroke his big dick with my left hand.

I took it as a personal victory, he preferred my hand and wrist movements as Kurtis'!

Thankfully, the young gym protegee did not seem upset. He looked avidly at the way I was servicing Samuel.

"Gay guys do this better." Samuel commented, comforting the idea that I was beating Kurtis to the punch when it came to service him.

"Oh really, why don't you show me, man?" Kurtis asked.

This, I was not expecting, although I should have been.

Kurtis was copying Samuel's moves and style to the point where it was becoming ridiculous. If Sam was doing something, it meant that it was automatically cool for Kurtis to do the same.

I was taken aback for a split second, but I was not dumb... I grabbed Kurt's fat cock as soon as he had finished his sentence!

Why refrain yourself when you can get two meaty demanding dicks instead of one? Also, maybe it would make Samuel jealous?

I had more pleasant surprises to come.

Since I had not a single hand left to take care of myself, Kurtis grabbed my cock and wanked me off.

"That's the team spirit!" Samuel joked.

"Yeah... Hmmm...." I whispered, in awe of what was happening to me.

Kurtis' joystick was a little smaller and a little less thick than Samuel's monster cock, but it was still bigger than mine, and still amazing to play with.

I wondered if we would go any further than that.

The porn movie was coming to an end as the two beefy performers were painting that girl's face white.

"Nasty chick... Hmmm..." Kurtis moaned.

I caressed his balls; they were smoother than Samuel's.

I made sure to divide my attention evenly between the two personal trainers.

It was tough because Kurtis was not so bad at pumping me and it could get really distracting.

"Porn's always making me turn so bad. I want to do that to the next chick I run into." Samuel spoke, looking at the two pornstars' cocks rubbing on the girl's face on our screen.

"Count me in!" Kurt exclaimed.

I did not say anything, but I kept stroking them off avidly.

The clip was over and we had to select another movie... Instead, though, we just kept pleasuring ourselves looking at a black screen.

Why pretend that we needed any woman to get those bros horny? They said it themselves; a gay dude was doing a better job than most chicks!

"Don't be shy because we have a guest, man..." Samuel muttered.

"Wh... what?"

"Come on, Kurt's living with us now, we're not going to change our habits in our own place. No need to become a prudish boy."

I pretended not to understand where he was going at, but probably, Kurtis felt that my cock became a little more agitated at the prospect of what was coming next.

"I don't feel like we're being very prude right now." I noted.

Samuel was done with beating around the bush.

"Go down on me, Oliver. Suck me off!"

Kurtis stopped stroking me for a few seconds as he understood the extent of the services I was rendering to Samuel.

Not that he was surprised.

I hesitated. That was going far, blowing Samuel in front of one of his mates... But considering said mate was currently jerking me off furiously, was I really going to be all in my head about this?

Give head, don't wreck your head; I thought, as I went down on Samuel's cock.

As I tasted the delicious cockhead, Kurtis did not let go of my dick.

Only when I went down on my knees a couple minutes later, - I wanted to be at a better angle for a nice deepthroat, - he stopped wanking me off.

At this point, Kurtis was jerking himself off staring at me, choking myself and gagging on his mate's large slab of meat.

I bet he wanted a go at it as well... How bad did he want to feast on Samuel's XXL cock?!

He did not dare to get on his knees though, not this time anyway.

Instead, he came up with another idea.

"Wait... Guys... You think..."

"What is it, Kurt?" Samuel asked between two grunts.

"You... Oliver could... I...."

"Bro, no need to stutter! What do you want?"

"You think Oliver could help me out too? That looks nice."

My roommate was softly moaning, clearly enjoying the moment as I was massaging his inner thighs and sucking his rod.

I kept my lips around Sam's dick, waiting for his opinion on the matter.

"It is nice, indeed. Olivier, you don't mind switching to a smaller model? I think... Hmmm... my buddy Kurt needs to experience this as well...."