I had just moved back to London from a stint of working in America and needed a place to live. Trying to find a new place to live is never easy, but by some fluke my friend's roommate was about to move out, and so he would have an extra room. Lucky for me!
A bit of background here. I'm Tom, I'm 6 feet, and in decent shape. I'm not quite a twink, as I have a bit of chest hair and a beard, but I'm definitely not hairy enough to be a bear or otter. The friend I was moving in with, Alex, was much taller than me, 6'8" I believe he said. He was also hairy, extremely hairy. Even when he buttoned his shirt completely up you could see his chest hair poking above it. As far as I could remember he was never a gym gay. Although he didn't exactly have a bad body, he could have maybe done with losing 10 or 15 pounds. But he still was lucky with the guys so I guess he didn't need to worry.
We are both gay and proud and I was really looking forward to living with a gay guy for the first time. There was also a part of me that fantasized about having sex with my roommate, even though I knew it never is a good idea. But while moving in this was all just a fantasy, it was good to see Alex again and we spent the first few days together reconnecting and reminiscing about our university days.
We had met years before, at a bar, and decided to go on a date. Neither of us really felt anything romantic and so we decided to just remain friends, and that brought us to where we are today.
After a few weeks of living with Alex I began to notice certain little things that he would do. He was very touchy, not in a creepy way, but just always seemed to like to touch my arms or legs or body. I have no problem with this as I'm a pretty touchy guy also. He would also sit close to me on the couch. I found this a little strange considering we had a large couch plus another chair, but again, I didn't think much of it.
As we became more comfortable with each other I noticed he started to walk around the house without a shirt on, his broad, hairy chest on full display. Occasionally he would brush against me and my cock would tingle at the feeling of his hair rubbing against my arm.
Up until this point, I had never actually seen Alex naked, but that was all about to change. One evening after work I came home to Alex sitting on the sofa in his underwear watching TV. He made no attempt to cover up when I came in and simply greeted me hello. I put down my stuff and changed into a pair of running shorts. As I was about to put my shirt on a voice in my head told me to leave it off. As I came back into the living room Alex was standing with his back to me, stirring something in a pot on the stove. I sat down and and admired his back and ass. His legs were completely covered in dark fur that continued up his thighs into his white briefs. HIs back was a little hairy but practically smooth compared to the rest of his body. But the real treat was yet to come.
He turned around and came to join me on the sofa and as he did I noticed his bulge for the first time. It was absolutely enormous. His cock was stuffed into a space that was clearly too small for it. It snaked down in between his legs and was so big that it pushed the fabric of the underwear away from his legs.
His bush poked out from the top of his underwear and connected with the hair that covered his entire front. I was on the verge of busting my load from just looking at him.
He must have seen me looking because he moved to stand in front of me to reach for something behind me. As he did I was greeted with the musk of his cock.
I couldn't hold back anymore, I was face to face with his massive bulge and decided to go for it. I reached out and began to massage his cock under the fabric. Given the size of the bulge I assumed him to be at least semi hard, but was greeted with a completely soft cock. I looked up at him and he looked down at me with approval and lust in his eyes. He bent down to me and kissed me, a long, sensual kiss. He picked me up to put ourselves more level and again we kissed again. The feeling of our bodies rubbing against each other was sending me into ecstasy. His big hairy chest against my smooth one was a match made in heaven.
Then I felt his hands on my shoulders, guiding me down to his cock. I took my time getting there, kissing and biting each furry nipple, and them licking my way down his happy trail until I got to the bush sticking out of his underwear.
I began to kiss all around his bulge, all while keeping eye contact with the beast towering above me. His bulge had begun to thicken and was straining at the fabric. I began to pull his underwear down and was greeted by the biggest cock I had ever seen. He was still not completely hard and his cock must have been at least 10 inches.
As I looked up at him he had a devilish smirk on his face, clearly he was used to this reaction. He guided my head to his cock and I opened to receive him. It was hard, his thickness was about the same as a beer can. I could barely get the head in. But he was gentle, and eased me into it.
