Part of me thinks that Alex is going to crack up at any second, telling me he was just bullshitting about being bisexual, nevermind everything we've been doing together. But he doesn't. He's just staring at me, his words hanging in the air. "You think you're bi?" I finally ask, my voice barely rising above a hesitant whisper.
Alex lifts himself off the floor, standing up and smiling as he's looming over me. "Well, man, we just kissed twice, I touched your dick, and some of your cum is literally inside me right now," he says, his voice natural, sounding completely normal. "And I really liked everything that just happened."
I'm struggling to believe him. "You did?" I whisper. Goosebumps raise up all over my body, my face tingling as my heart pounds violently in my chest. I shouldn't feel stunned, having doubted his sexuality ever since we started down this path, but I'm stunned. Alex doesn't have a filter, but I still can't believe he'd just boldly declared he might be bisexual immediately after shooting his load.
"Stop looking so anxious!" Alex teases, bending over to fetch a plastic bag from beneath his bed, his huge hairy ass wet with lube. He starts piling the used toys into it. "Everything we just did was so fucking hot. A legit straight guy would be flipping the fuck out right now if he did any of that shit, right?" He looks into my eyes as he drops another toy into the bag. "So maybe it's time to reconsider some stuff."
"So...you're bi?" I ask.
He freezes and his eyebrows arch up. "Hey, I said I /might/ be bi," Alex corrects. "I need to think about it, you know? You just said I get off on doing things that are forbidden. Am I really bi or am I just getting turned on because everything we're doing together is totally taboo? I don't know yet."
"Yeah, that's fair." Why the fuck did I tell him that? My roommate was admitting that he was questioning his sexuality when he mentioned that he liked touching my dick, but I felt the need to reassure him thinking Alex was on the verge of panicking. Now he's telling me that I'd planted the seeds of doubt.
"Is this going to change anything?" he wonders, noticing that I'm deep in thought. "I really like the way things are right now."
"Me too," I say a little half-heartedly. I'm on an emotional roller coaster, my mind awash in new questions. Is he actually starting to like me as more than a friend or is this just about sex for him? Is he going to use me to figure himself out and then throw me away if he decides he's totally straight after all? Even if he really is bisexual, is he going to kick me to the curb when he meets the kinky girl of his dreams who's willing to indulge his fantasies with him?
"Are you sure?" Alex interrupts. "You still look so nervous, dude. Should I not have said that? I wanted to be completely honest with you."
"No," I answer. I have to find out where this is going to lead, even if that would mean getting hurt. "I'm just surprised after you kept telling me you were straight."
Alex shrugs his shoulders. "I've been thinking about that ever since we started fooling around. I mean, I'm not obsessed with being 'straight.'" His bicep bulges lifting the bag of used toys up as he signs air quotes. "If it feels good and both people are enjoying it, that's really all that matters. I've had to tell myself that for a really fucking long time." He laughs and shoots a flirty smirk at me. "Maybe you're just a really good fucking kisser."
"You're definitely a good kisser," I say. He's admitting we had chemistry with the compliment, that he liked kissing me just as much as I liked kissing him. Maybe he is starting to like me as more than a friend. I want to ask him, to blurt the question out, but I know I shouldn't. My roommate had just told me that he /might/ be bisexual and I'm already being needy looking for some kind of emotional commitment.
He suddenly seems deep in thought, the plastic bag full of toys dropping to the floor with a loud thud. "You know what? I think I want to kiss you again right now."
"You want to kiss me?" My heart surges and my dick instantly fills out again. We'd both just cum together, and now Alex wants to kiss me again? I want to kiss him every single day.
"If you want to," he says, climbing into his bed and lying on his back. Alex looks over expectantly. "Get over here, dude. If you want to."
I instantly jump up and crawl into my roommate's bed, hovering over his body but stopping short of actually touching him, our eyes meeting.
"Get on top of me," Alex whispers with a nod, his face almost frighteningly serious.
The goosebumps flare up again and my heart starts thumping vigorously gazing down at him. Alex had invited me to kiss him, but as I slowly lower my body down on top of his he pulls my head into his muscular chest, wrapping his arms around my back and touching the tops of his feet against my soles. My hands wrap around his shoulders and I feel so content. We're holding each other, and it feels incredible, more intimate than anything else we'd done together.
"Want to know what I'm thinking right now?" Alex asks, his hands gripping me even tighter.
"Yeah," I say.
"This feels really, really fucking good. Just being honest."
"You feel really good," I whisper back. With my head against Alex's chest, listening to him softly breathing and hearing his heart beating, the two of us intertwined together, I feel myself relaxing. All my anxiety disappears. Maybe he's not ready to say it yet, but I already know he's bisexual. Feeling his warm body against mine, his fingers affectionately stroking my back, hearing him tell me that this feels so good, I know we're already more than friends.
"Kiss me again," Alex softly breathes into my ear after a few blissful minutes of silently cuddling together.
I lift my head off his chest, finding his face lustful, his mahogany eyes staring into mine. I close my eyes and lower my lips to his, gently pecking him, electricity surging through me. Alex instantly starts kissing me back, our lips intently locking together, his hunger increasing every time we urgently touch together. I know he's feeling exactly what I feel as his hands travel up to my head, pulling my face into his as he slips his tongue into my mouth. Our tongues eagerly glide together and we urgently make out, both of us softly moaning into each other. My dick starts filling out again until it's ridiculously hard, grinding into his stomach as we kiss.
Alex draws his tongue out of my mouth and guides my head up with his hands. "Want to hear something weird?" he asks.
I chuckle, already knowing that means he wants to escalate the situation even more. "Sure."
Alex's grins, his eyes drilling into mine. "Knowing that your cum is inside my ass right now is kind of turning me on again."
I can feel his hard dick poking into my skin and I know he means it. "It is?"
