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 18: Way too hungover
That was it, I was fired.
And honestly, I could not really be outraged by my boss' decision.
There was no injustice there.
It was not only about the inappropriate e-mail. I had been contributing almost nothing to the team for the past month, I was distracted, disengaged, and overall, I was simply bad at my job.
Franck was more mortified than I was when learning the news.
For some reason, he felt guilty since it was an e-mail that he had sent which had set the decision to fire me in motion.
"Dude, you have nothing to do with it. Your e-mail was totally fine and professional. I don't know why I tried to make a joke... I was totally elsewhere."
"Fuck, Oliver... Still, I'm sorry. What are you gonna do?"
I sighed.
"That's a good question. It's not like this job was paying much but it was still covering my part of the rent, and the bare necessities."
"I can ask around, see if someone's looking for an illustrator. I have contacts."
"Come on, you know those jobs do not exist anymore. I'm thinking about doing something else entirely."
"Really? What do you have in mind?"
I made a face.
"The idea has not fully matured in my mind, yet. But I'll figure it out!"
I faked my confidence when in reality, I was sort of freaking out.
Aside from drawing naked dudes, I did not have any particular skill or talent.
I certainly did not want to apply to work in a fast-food chain, but maybe that would be my only remaining option.
I came back home with a box full of my stuff from work but neither Samuel nor Kurtis paid attention to that.
They did not notice that I was back at the apartment earlier than usual either.
They were way too excited and Samuel practically jumped on me... and he hugged me.
I had almost forgotten.
He was finally freed from his damn casts!
He smacked my butt as we hugged. He was wearing his nylon training shorts but he was shirtless.
"I can use my arms again!" He exclaimed.
"And the first thing you do is slap my ass?" I asked him, cheekily.
He spanked me once again for good measure.
"Of course, what else should I be doing with my hands?!"
We all laughed.
"What did the doctor say?"
"He said that I was a super-hero! I'm completely healed! I'm the pro of recoveries!" Sam flexed his large biceps.
He had missed being able to do that.
Kurtis lowered Samuel's enthusiasm a notch.
"Not exactly his words... But yeah, Sam should be okay, he can even go back to his working-out routine... As long as he takes it easy!"
"Obviously, I'm not dumb enough to hurt myself at the gym again!"
I chuckled.
"I would not pass it by you, mate. Seriously, listen to the doc's advice, I don't want to have to be your personal slave for the entire year."
"As if! I bet that you'd love to!" Samuel teased me.
That was not entirely false but I did not say anything.
"What's that?" Kurtis finally remarked, looking at the box I had brought with me.
"All my stuff from work..."
"What are you doing walking around with those?" Samuel enquired.
"No need to beat around the bush. I got fired."
Both jocks gasped, making a O with their mouths.
They looked quite adorable.
"What? Why?"
I scratched my hair, thinking of how I could explain this.
"My boss thinks I've been too distracted at work lately. I was arriving late, I was tired, I would not deliver my sketches on time."
Samuel's face drastically changed.
"Fuck... That's my fault, isn't it?"
I shrugged my shoulders.
"You didn't hurt yourself on purpose, and I was happy to help you. I mean, it did take some time away from my job, but it's not only that..."
"It is my fault... Damn, bro. I asked too much of you the past month."
"I volunteered, Sam! Don't worry. And I was tired to work for huge brands."
"That's bullshit! You've been saving my freaking life. Let me talk to your boss, he has to understand!"
I cringed at the thought.
Samuel's intention was pure, but also very naïve. There was nothing to be done at this point.
Besides, I would have preferred if he never learned about the e-mail I had sent talking about his dick.
"I was done with this job anyway." I told to calm him down.
"But you're so good at drawing." Kurtis intervened.
He was cute too.
"Yeah, well... I'll find some other way to make money... I'll look for jobs in restaurants or fast-foods tomorrow."
"What? Roomie, you don't need to rush."
"It's not like I have a lot of money saved, Sam."
Samuel walked very close to me.
He was very serious and he made me look into his eyes.
I was intimidated.
"Oliver, I do have some money. So, you don't worry about the rent and the food for the next month, and you search for a real-ass job which could make you happy."
I was taken aback and moved by this.
He was sincere and he was for real. I could tell.
"I don't want to owe you any money, mate."
"Are you kidding? You've been sacrificing your life for my well-being for weeks; you've accepted for my buddy here to live with us! I owe it to you!"
He did not mention the fact that I had been servicing his cock so damn much, but I bet this was implied.
Saying it out loud may have made me look too much like a whore, as if I was blowing his cock and taking it deep in my ass for rent money.
"And if you need anything, you know you can count on me too." Kurtis added.
"Thanks, guys... Really."
"We're bros! That's what we do! We're a family!" Samuel exclaimed.
What a fucked-up perverted family, I thought.
I did appreciate the gesture though.
"Okay, okay. You want to celebrate the removal of your casts, should we do something tonight?" I asked Sam.
He made a sorry face.
"We actually have plans with Kurt. We're going out with the old gang, Jeong and Angelo will be there."
"Oh..."
"You're more than welcomed to join in! You can walk inside straight bars, right? You won't combust into flames?"
