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laidalot
Wolf's Boytoy
Location: South Africa
Posts: 564
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 Roommate Jim
 
Although Jim had a TV in his bedroom, he didn't own a vcr (which means
he had to watch porn tapes in the livingroom!) There were many nights
that we'd watch porn movies together, then he'd scurry off to his
bedroom and jack off. Even though I hadn't gotten to actually see him
jack off yet, I enjoyed watching him adjust his hard-on as we watched
movies (and getting peeks of it bulging in his pants whenever he went to
take a piss.)
One night Jim came home from work with a brand new vcr under his arm. I
was completely crushed as I watched him tinkering to hook it up in his
bedroom. I just KNEW that our porn watching days were over.
I was right... almost.
A couple weeks later, I came home from a night at the bar and crashed on
the couch to watch TV. I was about half smashed, and was just dozing
off when Jim came home from his own night on the town. He was about
half lit as well and, after a little slurred chat, staggered off to his
room with a bag under his arm and closed the door.
A few minutes later, I could hear the unmistakable sounds of a porn
movie coming from his bedroom. I sat in the livingroom and listened,
not happy about the situation, and was just beginning to doze off again
when I suddenly heard loud swearing and banging coming from his room.
After ten minutes of yelling, the door opened and he popped his head in
the livingroom. His hair was standing up (very sexy!) and he looked
drunk and frustrated. He sighed and said...
"Do you know anything about getting pieces of shit vcr's to work? "
I was suddenly wide awake. smile. When I walked into the room, Jim was
squatted down, angrily jabbing buttons on the front of the new vcr.
When I asked what was wrong, he stood up and said the picture had just
suddenly gone out. Once he stood up, my eyes were instantly glued on
the half-hard cock that was standing almost straight out in his sweat
pants! Damn!!
I looked the machine over, then thumbed through the manual he handed me
to try and figure out what was wrong. I was having a difficult time
concentrating, but was determined to figure it out and become his hero.
smile.
Giving up on the manual, I checked out the remote control. It was huge,
and seemed to have nearly a thousand buttons. I tinkered with it for a
few minutes when, suddenly, the picture re-appeared on the TV. What
he'd done was accidently hit the button that tells the vcr if you watch
videos on channel 3 or channel 4. His TV was set on 3, and when he hit
the button (changing the vcr to read channel 4) he'd lost his picture.
Of course my figuring out what was wrong had been simple luck, but I
wasn't about to let him know that! smile.
When the picture returned, we were instantly presented with a scene from
the porn movie (a woman getting fucked rather loudly.) Jim was
relieved, and I turned the remote over to him and headed for the door.
I wasn't about to leave, though, and stopped at the door (leaning
against the door frame) and pretended to be interested in the movie.
Jim rewound the tape a little (not wanting to miss anything!) then
climbed on the bed. He had pillows piled at the head of the bed
(against the wall) where he'd been sitting, and made himself comfortable
again. It didn't seem to bother him that I was still there, and he even
tossed me a few comments...
"This is a pretty good flick. Check it out, this shit'll make your
dick hard. "
I was more than happy to stay and "check it out. " smile. He was
right. It wasn't long before my dick was hard and I was having to
adjust it in my jeans. To be honest, it wasn't the movie, but watching
Jim's cock get hard and stand up in his sweats that was giving me a
boner. He glanced over and saw me adjusting my cock and said...
"See, I told this shit would make your dick hard. "
About that time his hand came to rest on the big cock standing in his
sweats and began squeezing it. I couldn't believe it! He was playing
with himself in front of me! Damn! The best was yet to come.
A few minutes later, Jim casually pulled down the waistband of his
sweats and eased his cock out and began stroking is slowly. I almost
came in my fucking pants! smile. It was about eight inches long, thick
and had a wide, dome shaped head. Incredible! He didn't so much as
glance my direction, but just started pumping his cock like I wasn't
even there!
My eyes were glued on him, and his glassy-eyed, half drunk horniness was
turning me on BIG TIME. I debated about pulling my dick out and
stroking with him, but decided to wait. Maybe he didn't even realize I
was still standing there. I didn't want to scare him into stopping.
Besides, I could see a big drop of pre-cum on his head, and I figured it
wasn't going to take him long to blast his load. Then, he surprised
me. He glanced over and said...
"Dude, you don't have to stand there. You can sit down if you want. "
Damn! He was inviting me to join him on the bed! I stepped over and
sat down on the edge of the bed as he slid over to make room for me. He
pulled a pillow from behind his back and offered it, then turned his
attention back to the movie. I sat next to him, scared to move, and
tried to pretend I was watching the movie. I still couldn't take my
eyes off his cock. He'd stroke steady for a few minutes (during a heavy
fuck scene,) then slow down and stop to fondle his balls for a couple
minutes. I don't remember my cock EVER being as hard as it was that
night.
I was still debating about taking my dick out, but couldn't quite get up
the nerve. I was scared he'd think I was trying to make a move on him,
so I decided to just sit there and enjoy the view. After watching him
stroke for about twenty minutes, during a hardcore fuck scene, his body
went rigid and he groaned...
"Oh, fuck. "
A moment later, a thick stream of cum blasted from his big cock and hit
just below his shoulder. He hunched forward a little and grunted, then
began pumping his cock real fast. He groaned again and the second blast
of cum shot from his thick head and splattered his chest, then a third,
fourth, fifth and sixth. He grunted with each spurt as he worked to
pump the load out of his big balls.
When he finally finished, his body relaxed and he slumped back against
the wall and let out a long sigh. His chest and stomach was completely
covered with VERY thick cum, and he gave his cock a few last pulls to
squeeze out the last of his load. He looked down at the mess on his
chest and gave a small chuckle, saying...
"Damn, what a fuckin' load. "
He glanced over at my bulge for just a second, then looked at me and
chuckled, waiting for a comment. I tried to come up with something
clever...
"What did you expect... big fuckin' dick, big fuckin' load. "
I was mortified at what had come out of my fuckin' mouth, but he just
chuckled and motioned for the Kleenex box on the table beside me.
"Hand me the Kleenex, so I can clean this shit up. "
I handed him the box, then watched as he pulled out a handful of tissues
and mopped up the cum off his chest and stomach. His big dick, which
was getting soft, was laying against his leg, and I desperately wanted
to lean over and lick the cum off it! smile.
Halfway through cleaning up, he grabbed the remote and turned the movie
off. It was time to leave, but I HAD to watch him wipe the cum off his
thick cock. He picked it up gingerly, with two fingers, and wiped it
off (trying not to get cum on his hand.) As he finished, he sighed and
said...
"Well, it's bedtime for me. "
I knew that was my cue, so I stood up (adjusting my RAGING hard-on) and
made for the door. He was behind me as I headed back to the livingroom,
but turned for the bathroom. I dropped on the couch, and a few minutes
later he returned to his room and closed the door. Figuring my fun for
the night was over, I made a stop at the bathroom (to try and piss with
a boner), then went to my room for a good, long jack session.
Just as I was getting close to shooting my load, I heard something. I
stopped and listened... a TV. The wall at the back of my bedroom closet
was only a few feet away from Jim's bed, so I stepped into the closet,
quietly pushed my clothes aside, leaned against the wall and listened.
The muffled sounds of porn reached my ears and I couldn't help but
smile. He was jacking off again... I just knew it! I quietly stroked
my cock while I listened, and had to stop a few times to keep myself
from cumming. Every couple minutes I'd hear his bed squeak, and I tried
to picture him sitting against the wall, stroking that big cock. My
right leg was beginning to get numb from standing at such an awkward
position, and I was about ready to return to my bed so I could blast my
horny load when I heard Jim groan...
"Oh, fuck. "
That's all it took. Hearing him cum, my cock exploded and my aching
balls emptied their load all over the closet wall. I tried not to groan
as my cock spasmed and bucked in my hand, and prayed that Jim couldn't
hear me. When my cock finished it's job, I quietly tip-toed out of the
closet and collapsed on the bed, panting. As I laid there, I heard
Jim's bedroom door open as he made another trip to the bathroom.
When I finally got up the nerve to go take another piss, the house was
dark and still. Jim's bedroom door was open about 12 inches, and I
could just make out his form in the dark room. He was laying on top of
his covers, naked, on his stomach. I could see the curve of his round
little ass, and the thick lines of his muscular back. A few minutes
later I was back on my bed, stroking my cock again. When I came, I
groaned quietly...
"Oh, fuck. "
Hey -
After the night I finally got to watch Jim jack off, I couldn't take my
eyes off his dick. Any time he walked into a room, my eyes would lock
on the bulge in his pants. I was officially hot for him. smile.
One night I was sitting at the kitchen table paying bills when he walked
in with the phone bill. I'd given it to him earlier and he'd gone
through it, hi-lighting his long distance charges. He handed it to me,
then stood across the table and chatted about it for a few minutes. In
the middle of saying something, he unconsciously reached down and gave
his dick a little pull. My eyes immediately locked and remained there
for a moment. He really had an incredible bulge! A moment later he
chuckled softly. When I looked up, he said...
"How's the view? "
I felt my face turn red, and had no idea what to say. He chuckled at my
embarrassment, then made it even worse...
"Like what you see? "
I was mortified. He laughed and let me off the hook...
"Don't worry about it, dude. I don't give a shit if you look. "
He asked if I agreed with his total on the phone bill, and I somehow
managed to say "yes." He said "cool," then spun around and left the
kitchen.
Over the next few days I noticed that he seemed to give me more
opportunities to see him nude than he usually did. Also, when he was
standing around in his boxers, he'd slip a hand inside and fondle his
dick a little. That's something he normally didn't do. My next day off
was a Friday night and, although he usually went out to party on the
weekends, that night he asked if I felt like renting a couple videos and
drinking some beer. I said "sure." smile.
We went to Hollywood Video together to pick out a couple movies, and I
felt my stomach tie in knots when I saw him slip into the adult room.
When we met at the desk, I put the two movies we'd picked out on the
counter and he casually added an adult tape to the pile. He gave me a
tense look and said..
"You gonna get these? "
I answered "sure," and he quickly offered to go wait in the car.
smile. Since I'd paid for the movies, he volunteered to buy the beer.
When he came out of the grocery store with two 12-packs, I must have had
a look on my face because he quickly defended his purchase...
"We'll drink it... eventually. "
Right. By the time we finished the second movie, there were only six
beers left. I'd had four, and Jim was definitely feeling no pain.
smile.
As the second movie was rewinding, I couldn't resist teasing him about
the adult tape...
"So, are you saving the porn tape to watch in your room? "
Half drunk, he motioned toward the TV...
"Hell no, go ahead and put it in. "
While I put the tape in, he stumbled to the kitchen for another beer.
He returned and handed me one, then stood beside the couch for a moment
and watched the opening credits to the movie. Wondering why he hadn't
walked over and sat down in the recliner, I glanced up at him, then
dropped my eyes to the bulge in his pants. His hand moved up to give
his dick a squeeze, and I glanced back up to find him looking at me. I
felt my face turn red. He hesitated for a moment, so I said...
"What? "
He took a long pull off his beer, then looked down at me again...
"You mind if I sit on the couch? "
What?!! I found myself smiling as I slid over to make room for him. I
knew exactly what he was doing, and I was EXCITED!!! smile. He dropped
beside me, and didn't say another word as we began watching the movie.
A few minutes into the movie, he asked if I was ready for another beer.
I said "no thanks," then watched him stumble into the kitchen again.
Returning, he paused before sitting down to adjust his half hard cock,
and I didn't bother trying to hide the fact that I was watching. When I
looked up at him, he chuckled and said...
"How's the view? "
I wasn't embarrassed that time. I simply said...
"Not bad. "
He smiled and dropped beside me on the couch. He squeezed his cock a
few times while he finished the beer, then crumpled the can and tossed
it on the coffee table. A few moments later, he rubbed his eyes and
said...
"Damn, I'm wasted. "
I smiled and mentioned that it might have something to do with all the
beer he'd guzzled. He laughed, then added...
"If I pass out, don't try and molest me or anything. "
I chuckled, looking down at his bulging dick, and said...
"Don't worry, I won't. "
A moment later, he laughed again and said...
"Actually, if you did molest me I probably wouldn't even know it. "
Damn! What a tease! He closed his eyes, laying his head back against
the couch and added...
"If you do... just make sure you get me off. "
I'll say it again, damn!! Well, that's all I needed to hear! smile.
Ten minutes later, I called his name several times and got no response.
Since his dick had gotten completely hard, I suspected he was merely
pretending to be passed out. Just to be safe, I grasped his arm and
shook him softly. He groaned drunkenly, turned his face away from me
and gently thrusted his hips forward. I watched his hard cock strain
through his jeans and decided to take the plunge.
Watching his face, I reached over and put my hand on his bulge. He
didn't move a muscle. I gave his hard cock a gentle squeeze... still
nothing. Pretty much satisfied at that point, I started playing with
his dick through his jeans. After a few minutes of squeezing and
rubbing it, he gave his hips another gentle thrust and let out a small
groan. It was all I could do not to laugh out loud. He wanted it.
A few moments later, I had his jeans unzipped and was playing with his
cock through his boxers. After a little stroking, I discovered a small
wet spot and took is as a sign to move further. I pulled down the front
of his boxers and released his cock. It stood straight up, laying
against his stomach, and I carefully watched his face as I wrapped my
hand around it and slowly started stroking.
It was an incredible moment. As my hand picked up speed, his mouth
opened a little and he gave his cock another gentle thrust. There was a
small pearl of pre-cum on his head, and I debated for a couple minutes
before finally leaning over to take his head in my mouth. His cream
tasted wonderful, and I lingered at his head for a moment before sliding
down on him. As he slid into my mouth, I heard another small groan
escape his lips, and felt his cock flex inside my mouth.
I sucked his dick for the next ten minutes or so, milking him slowly at
first then pumping faster. I let one of my hands slip into the boxers
and play with his balls, then paused when he groaned again. He began
slowly thrusting into my mouth. So much for being passed out! smile.
He didn't move so much as a finger, but slowly began picking up speed
with his thrusts. Before long, I was no longer sucking his dick but
getting my mouth fucked. I glanced up at his face and found that
although his eyes were still closed, his mouth was further open and the
tip of his tongue appeared several times as he worked to get off. I had
a feeling it wasn't going to take long.
I was right. smile. A few minutes later, his thrusting abruptly
stopped and I felt the first shot of cum hit the back of my throat. He
let out a tiny grunt, then the second stream. Shortly after, he began
thrusting again and my mouth was suddenly flooded with cum. I fought to
swallow but, between the sheer amount of it (and the thickness of his
cock,) I ended up choking a little and had to pull off. I sat back and
swallowed the mouthful of cream he'd given me and milked his cock,
watching a stream of cum run down the side and pool around my hand.
His breathing was ragged and heavy, and I resisted a sudden urge to lean
over and nuzzle his neck as I finished draining his fat dick. Finally,
I pulled myself away and went to the bathroom for a warm washcloth.
When I returned, he hadn't moved a muscle. I wiped his cock, then
cleaned the cum from his thick bush of pubic hair before gently tucking
his softening dick back into his boxers.
When I returned from the bathroom (from rinsing out the washcloth,) he'd
zipped his jeans and was laying down on the couch. His eyes were still
closed, and he looked incredibly handsome. I resisted the temptation to
lay down beside him, and dropped in the recliner instead. The porn
movie was still playing, but I turned it off and surfed until I found a
late movie. I ended up dozing off and woke up around 3am. Jim was
snoring softly, so I didn't bother to wake him as I staggered off to
bed.
Sometime during the night Jim went to bed, then slept until
mid-afternoon the next day. When he finally stumbled out of his room, I
was watching TV. He was a little hung over, and staggered past me on
his way to the kitchen and mumbled...
"Morning. "
He was pretty quiet that afternoon, never mentioning what had taken
place the previous evening. Although I ended up getting to suck his
dick on several other occasions before he moved, that night was the
best. The night I got the prize. smile.
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