I was 18 and ready to move. I was on my own, and had to get through by any means possible. I hadn't seen my roommate, who was also the owner of the house, yet, but in our e-mail correspondence he seemed very nice. He was especially kind when I explained my situation.
I was on my own at 18; I was crashing at a friend's house while I was getting a job. I finally found one, at a local supermarket, it paid enough for me to move out of my friends house and support myself. So I went to some online classified sites and found Louie. He told me about his two-story house just a few miles outside of the town I was living in. Arrangements were made and soon I was moving in with him. I just couldn't pass this up, so I told him I would move in immediately. Louie was 45 years old, and I could tell he was very mature, but also very funny and sweet. When I first moved in I was amazed; the house was better than described. I walked in through the kitchen door, and I could tell I was in for a treat.
At the entrance there was the very cute kitchen, and a stairway leading down into the basement. I walked through the kitchen and it looked very clean and well kept. When I got to the end, there was a living room, and another hall. The living room contained a dining table, and a fireplace with big comfy couches. Down the hall, there was a screen door leading to the back yard, and a hall with two bedrooms and a bathroom. Both bedrooms were locked, and the bathroom was very clean, with a large shower. The backyard was a little small but had a nice large hot tub. I backtracked and went down into the basement. I walked into a TV room, with some couches and a nice large TV. To the right was another hall. I walked down, and there were two more bedrooms and another bathroom. The first bedroom was empty, I assumed this would be my room. It had a small bed in the corner, a window looking up into the backyard, and a closet. I walked down further to the last bedroom. The door was closed, but not locked. I walked in; it was the master bedroom. There was a king-size bed in the middle of the back wall, with a large TV in front, and a large closet inside. There was also a bathroom, as I heard a shower going. I walked into the bathroom, and saw a massive figure step out of the shower. It was Louie, completely naked.
I turned away and said, "Oh my god, I'm so sorry, I was just looking around and-". He cut me off with "Oh, no problem at all! We are going to be living together, might as well get comfy!" I laughed nervously and agreed. He walked past me, gave me a big pat on the back, and wrapped a towel around him. Louie was a large man. He was about 6' 10", and probably around 300 pounds. He was very hairy, had a lot of chest and armpit hair. He also had a fairly large beard, but short hair on his head. He had black hair, but mixed with a lot of white strands. He had big brown eyes. He was a lot the opposite of my figure. I stood about 5' 10", and weighed about 140 pounds. I had short blonde hair, and aside from that, I was completely smooth.
"Well, you can just go take your bags to your room while I change. You probably guessed it's he empty one down the hall; gotta keep you close," he said smirking. I laughed nervously and went to get my bags. I had just finished putting my stuff in my drawers and my clothes in my closet when Louie came into my room. He was wearing a white wifebeater and some khaki shorts. He was also barefoot; he had very large feet, I estimated around a size 13, wide. "Well, since this is our first day, we should start off by getting to know each other", he said, while walking across my room and sitting on my bed. He sat right at the head, and I noticed he wasn't wearing underwear, his pants sagged as he sat down, and his crack rubbed against my pillow. "Sure, what do you want to know about me", I started off.
"Well, what do you like to do?"
"Right now, I like to just chill, listen to music, watch TV, and go to work."
"That's good, you know when to work, and when to relax."
"I guess you could say that. What about you?"
"I like to read, watch movies with friends, relax in my hot tub, and eat", he replied, ending with a small chuckle.
"That's cool. I just want to say I am very grateful for you renting this room to me, you don't know how happy you have made me, things are looking up for me. I don't want to bother you, I'll just stay out of your way for the most part."
"Oh, that's quite unnecessary, I'd love to make friends with you, who knows, we could become quite close...by the way, I'd just like to say your are much cuter than I expected."
"Uhh, thanks." I replied nervously, "Well, it's getting late, I need to sleep, I have an early day at work tomorrow."
