My Roommates Stream
This is a story about a "straight guy" and his eccentric streamer roommate and the sexual tension that had been building up between them suddenly coming to a head.
Wren smiled as he sat at his computer, reading chat on his monitor to the left.
"Thank you for the 25 'DonDon!' You want me to call Frosty in here? He might be busy, it's a Tuesday night and those are usually his raid nights. You know how serious men can be when they are raiding." Wren's chat is going ballistic, trying to convince him once again to get Frosty to make an appearance on stream. "Fiiiiine. Cant believe I'm not good enough for you..."
Wren giggled out loud, deciding he would finally give in to his viewers and go get Frosty (the name he used for his roommate) from his room and bring him onto the stream. He made it halfway to the door before he remembered that he was still in his streamer outfit, so he grabbed his phone, opting to send a quick message instead.
"U-Uhm hey dude, my stream wants to see you. Can you come in here for a little bit, that is if you aren't too busy with anything? I'll split whatever donations I get with you for your assistance. Thanks!"
Wren sighed a little anxiously, not usually interacting with his roommate with his viewers present, fearful of the comments they might make. He heard a gentle knock on his door and responded that the door was open, to come on in. Wren unmuted his microphone, his face a little flushed as Frosty entered the frame. "T-Thanks for coming, chat really, really wanted to see their other parent, hm?"
KarlachsAbs: Its Frosty!
ShouTuckerDidNothingWrong: Daddy Frosty~San~!
CaptainOblivious: Frosty! Wren has a crush on you! Quick, kiss him now!
I received a text from Wren, which is kind of odd because he knows its my raid night, and its also the first night of the week that he streams. I let my guild mates know that I needed to step away for a little bit to deal with a personal issue and walked out of my room and down the hall to Wren's. I get to the door and realize that I was just in a t-shirt and boxers, but didn't think much of it. I enter his room and my eyes almost bulge out of my head due to what this guy was wearing. He was dolled up like he was waiting on a lover, wearing a cute choker that sported a bell, a black sports bra, plaid miniskirt, black thigh high socks and what I could only assume was a g-string due to the straps of it pulled up to the unnatural dips that his hips made.
"Uhhh, you wanted me to come in here but you couldn't even be bothered to put some clothes on?" I tried my best to seem unbothered, really doing my best to sound incredulous but my own body betrayed me with the obvious tent in my boxers and the line of drool that was going down my chin. Two obvious hints that I did indeed liked what I saw.
Wrens cheeks flush a deep crimson as Frosty entered the room, wearing his favorite t-shirt and boxers. His hazel eyes widened, darting between Frosty's face and the obvious bulge in those boxers. His ears, whixh turning a bright red, twitched nervously as he adjusted his skirt which barely covered his thick, soft thighs. The bell on his choker jingles softly with this movement.
"I-I'm streaming! This is just a streaming outfit, I swear!" Wren protests, his voice higher than it already normally is. "You're the one who came in here practically naked!" He gestures dramatically at Frosty, then notices his chat exploding with comments and blushes even deeper. "Oh my god, my kids are going crazy because of you...I-I mean, not that I'm not enjoying the view too.. "His voice drops to a whisper at the end, before he quickly turns back to his camera with a forced confidence."
"Anyway! The kids wanted to see both their parents together! And now they're getting quite the show, aren't they?" He giggles nervously, bell jingling again as he subtly shifts his position to hide his own growing excitement beneath the plaid skirt.
CrackheadTrevor: OMG FROSTY IN BOXERS THIS IS THE BEST STREAM EVER
Thunderfury: Wren you're drooling omg just kiss already!!!
The shifting that Wren was doing in his chair didn't go unnoticed by me. I walked over to him and leaned in over his shoulder to read the monitor, curious as to what "our children" were saying on there that has him acting in a way I had never seen before. I took a deep breath ready to sigh when I noticed that wren was wearing that perfume I got him as a celebration for 10k subs a few years ago. I always did enjoy the scent, and it coupled with this beautiful, handsome creature before me was enough to make any man question his heterosexual beliefs. I reached out and put my hand softly on his cheek and I leaned forward in an attempt to give chat what they so desperately wanted to see.
Wren's breath catches in his throat as Frosty's hand cups his face. His Hazel eyes widen, pupils dilating with a nervous excitement he hasn't felt in some time. The soft perfume of his, the one that was given as a gift for a sub milestone a few years back, envelopes them both in a cloud of intimate scent. His ears, warm to the touch, conveyed only a fraction of the tenseness in his body that was building up due to anticipation.
"F-Frosty.." he whispers, voice barely audible over the sound of his rapidly beating heart. His pink lips part slightly, trembling as Frosty leans in. The touch of Frosty's hand against his heated skin sends electric tingles down his spine, causing his toes to curl inside his thigh-high socks. For once, hes completely forgotten about his stream, about his persona, and about literally everything except the man in front of him.
The bell on his choker jingles softly as he leans forward to meet Frosty halfway, his slender fingers gripping the edge of his gaming chair for support. His eyelids flutter closed, dark lashes brushing against his flushed cheeks as he surrenders to the moment he's been secretly dreaming about for months.
ShouTuckerDidNothingWrong: IS THIS HAPPENING FOR REAL OMG
Stacey'sMom: 5000 Bits if Wren sits on his lap right now
BussyFanatic: Let him breed you Wren you know you want it!!
I finished the kiss, not sure if it lasted seconds, or hours. All I knew is that I knew I didn't need a mirror to know I was completely beet red.
"Wow, that...that was better than I expected, and I never thought this would be happening tonight." I took a seat next to Wren and dabbed my forehead with a napkin I found on his desk, reading the screen as I wiped the sweat off. "I don't mind you sitting on my lap if you want to and all but..." I point to the most recent comment on the monitor, "But I hate to break it to you guys, but I'm a bottom."
Wren's entire body trembles as the kiss breaks, his lips still tingling from the contact. His hazel eyes remain half-closed, dazed with desire and disbelief. The confession from Frosty about being a bottom makes his eyes widen suddenly, pupils dilating with excitement. His mouth drops open, in shock and disbelief, while his left eye twitched with interest.
