That first time with Lewis, my electrician flatmate, had really charged me up and I thought about him fucking me constantly.
The day after, Lewis acted as if nothing had happened, seeming to have convinced himself that 'Sandra' had gone along with his anal demands. He treated me as normal, until I went to put on my shoes. As I bent over, to tie the laces, he patted my bum, saying "nice arse Sandra."
I blushed as I straightened up.
"It's good to know i've got you to come home to, if I strike out at the club." He mocked. I couldn't answer and he knew I would give no argument.
To him, it seemed as if Tony no longer existed.
It seemed to take an age for Friday to come and Lewis showed no inclination to fuck me during the week.
The night came and he left at his usual time of 9pm. I settled in the lounge area, hoping he would fail to find the right girl.
I barely took in what was on the TV, instead sat thinking of his glorious cock inside of me. By midnight, I wondered if he had scored and was playing away, but soon after I heard a noise outside. I took a peek through the curtains and saw three people approaching. Lewis was to the left of a long-haired blonde in a short skirt. To her right was another guy barely taller than myself. Both the guys had arms around her waist and shoulders.
I made myself scarce, into my room but was fascinated as to how this would all play out. I suppose it all depended on how amenable she was.
The front door burst open and the three sounded as if they fell into the flat. Clearly, much alcohol had been consumed. My ears were alert for every sound and I wanted to know how it would pan out.
I heard glasses clinking and the sound of dirty laughter. I imagined her with her hands around Lewis' cock and wished it was me. Things went a little quiet for a moment until I heard Lewis groaning and geeing her on. It sounded like the girl was sucking one of the cocks and I heard a muffled scream as her mouth was filled by cum, as Lewis roared as he exploded into her.
Moments later, after some scrambling, the girl went to the toilet and was violently sick. What a waste of good cum, I thought. I heard her sobbing, then she quickly left the toilet and ran to the door, slamming it behind her.
"Oh, that's fucking wonderful." I heard the other guy say. "You said if I stuck with you I'd definitely get my hole tonight."
Lewis laughed. "Don't worry mate, I've still got a card up my sleeve."
I realised he meant me and my heart quickened. I was going to get cock tonight after all. I wanted to burst out of my room but waited until Lewis fetched me..
No knock on the door, just it opening enough for his head and a shout of "Hey faggot, get in here!"
As I walked tentatively into the room, Lewis introduced us. Nick, this is 'Sandra'.
Nick looked shocked. "So this is who you fucked up the ass then?"
"The one and only" Lewis exclaimed, proudly.
"I didn't know you were gay." Nick challenged.
Lewis bristled a little but regained his composure, to answer "I'm not but I always remember my dad telling me 'you don't look at the mantlepiece when you're poking the fire.' "Sandra here has a great ass and a willing mouth".
