EP24 | The Neighbour Across The Hall (Patreon)

This fictional story features only adult characters (18+) and portrays consensual interactions throughout.

I obviously found it incredibly hard to focus that day at work. Thankfully, it was a really busy day, which meant I was able to think about something else apart from the fact that Will, my perfect boyfriend, was cheating on me with Benjy. And when I caught them fucking, he hadn't even stopped; he just kept going, fucking his load into Benjy's ass… while I waited outside, devastated.

I didn't really want to go home and talk to Will. I just wanted to run away from this whole situation, but I knew that I had to. My head was just so fucked up. The craziest part is that this wasn't simple. It should be simple. My boyfriend cheated on me, and when I caught him, he didn't even stop. So I should break up with him. We should be done. I should get the fuck out of here. But I didn't want to break up with Will, and I had wanked off over him fucking Benjy, as I've done several times. I've known he's been cheating on me for a while now, and I haven't done anything about it. In fact, I hid in the wardrobe and watched as they fucked.

I don't understand what all of this means. I haven't yet given proper thought to how this might fundamentally change our relationship. Do I want to break up with Will? I'm not sure. Do I even want him to stop fucking Benjy? That, I think, is a yes, but the fact that it's not definite is crazy. It should be definite. And how am I supposed to trust him? Benjy lives across the hall. It'd be so easy for him to go and hook up with him without me knowing.

All of this was going through my mind, and I just felt kind of sick the entire day. I actually stayed in the office a bit later than I normally would, because I was avoiding going home.

But eventually it was time, and I had to leave. I packed up my things and made my way home. I'd also been avoiding my phone all day, but I'd seen a couple of messages from Will come through, and as I travelled home, I opened it up and had a look. It was just him saying he hoped I had a good day, he's so sorry, and he hopes we can talk tonight. Nothing surprising, I guess. Although considering he continued fucking Benjy while I was in the room and I told him to stop, maybe it is surprising. I wasn’t certain that Will wasn't going to just dump me, move straight in with Benjy. There was a part of me that was scared of that. Does Will even like me anymore? Does he still fancy me?

So many fucking thoughts in my head. This is driving me insane.

When I got home, I walked down the corridor, and I could see Benjy's door. I couldn't help but stop and listen. No moaning, no sounds of fucking. Well, that's good, I guess. I think a part of me wouldn't be surprised if I came home and found Will balls-deep in Benjy again. I opened the door to our apartment and stepped inside. I could see Will in the living room sitting on the sofa. He turned to look at me and smiled as I came in, although he looked very, very nervous.

“Hey,” he said.

“I'm gonna get changed,” I said.

“Sure,” he replied.

I went into the bedroom and got changed into comfy clothes and then took a deep breath. Time to go talk about it all…

I came back out into the living room and went and sat next to Will on the sofa. We both sat in silence for a while. I really wasn't sure how to start this, and it appeared that Will wasn't either.

“So,” he said finally, “I'm really, really sorry, Luke.”

“Do you want to break up with me?” I asked.

I didn't even mean to say that first, but it just came out.

He looked at me, surprised.

“What? No, of course not. I love you.”

“Well, you are fucking our neighbour, and when I walked in on you, you didn't even stop,” I snapped back.

Will look mortified.

“I know, I know. I'm so sorry. I couldn't be more sorry. But Luke, I love you. Benjy's just sex. You're the person that I love.”

“Okay, well, let's talk about it then,” I replied.

Will took a deep breath, then suddenly blurted out…

“I've cheated on you before.”

“What?” I said, surprised.

“I'm so sorry. I figure I've just got to get it all out and see if there's any chance that you still want to be with me after this.”

“Go on,” I said.

“You know that before we met, I fucked around a lot. But when we got together, that all stopped. It really did. Except one time at uni, when you were away, I was at a house party, and I bumped into a guy I'd hooked up with before. I was drunk, and he hit on me, and I fucked him. It was quick, and the moment I was done, I felt awful, and he left. And then nothing happened again until our final year, when I got hit on by this guy in the toilets at uni, and I thought he was just going to suck me off quickly in the cubicle, but he sat on my dick, and I ended up fucking him. But again, the moment I shot my load, I freaked out and ran away, and that's it. I've never done anything else. Until Benjy.”

He turned towards me, a look of desperation in his eyes.

“I really love you, Luke. I love our life together, and you're so hot. I love our sex. It's great, but since the day we moved in here, I knew I was in trouble with Benjy. He's been really flirty with me and trying it on, and I promise I was good. I avoided him, I stayed away, and then when you stayed out for that work event a couple of weeks back, he came over to the apartment saying his shower was broken and I went to help again, and then he dropped his towel and fuck, I tried so hard, I promise I tried so hard not to do anything, but before I knew it I was fucking him, and then I tried to stop after that but fuck it was just too hard. I'm so sorry. I'm fucking awful. I'm so sorry.”

Will looked so upset. The words had just stumbled out of him. Even after all he did, I felt really bad for him. He was the person that I loved, and I actually believed him that he tried, and I knew that part of this was my fault. The cheating at uni was a surprise, but I also knew so many guys used to throw themselves at him.

“I dared Benjy to try and have sex with you,” I said.

“What?” he asked.

It was Will's turn to look surprised.

“I kept hearing him having sex with other people, and I kind of got freaked out that maybe it was you he was having sex with. And one day I went into his apartment; the door was open, and I saw him having sex with some random guy, and he saw me, and obviously that's bad. I shouldn't be spying on our neighbour. So I went over the next day to talk to him, and we got really drunk, and I told him you'd never cheat on me, and he said I should dare him to try and fuck you. And I did. I'm sorry. I was drunk. It was stupid. And also, I never thought you would.”

Will sat for a while, not saying anything.

“It’s not your fault, Luke; this is all on me,” he finally said.

I sat there now, unsure what to say.

“This whole situation’s pretty fucked up, huh?” Will said.

“Yeah, it's not really how I imagined our first place together was going to be.

Again, we sat in silence.

“Why didn't you stop when I saw you guys yesterday?” I asked.

“You want me to be really honest?” Will asked

“Yes,” I said.

“Benjy's hole feels incredible. And once I'm in that zone, it's like I change. When the horniness takes over, I kind of become someone else. And I was about to stop when you walked in and saw me, and I saw how hurt you looked. God, I felt fucking awful, but…Benjy squeezed his ass and pulled me in a bit more, and the feelings just took over again. And then, I saw that you were hard, like, you had an erection watching us, and it kind of seemed to get you off. I should have stopped. I'm so sorry. I think I lost my fucking mind.”

Will looked at me.

“Does it turn you on?” he asked.

“I don't know,” I replied. “Actually, that's not true. Yes, it does. It does turn me on. I think I've discovered this other part of myself. Even when I dared Benjy that day, I think there was a secret dark part of me that wanted you to cheat. But also, it's horrible. It hurts so much, but that also adds to the horniness of it. I don't know. It's messing up my head.”

Will took my hand.

“Baby, I am so, so sorry. Is there any way you can forgive me?” He asked.

“I don't know. Maybe. I think we just need some time,” I replied.

“As long as you want,” he replied.

Will reached his hand out and put it on my leg. I wanted to be mad at him. I wanted to keep talking. I wanted to run away. I wanted so many different things in this moment, but the thing I wanted most of all was to kiss him and to feel his dick inside me. I got this animal hunger for him; it suddenly hit me. The feeling that I might lose him, everything that's happened, made me desperate to have him. And suddenly, our eyes met, and I grabbed him, and we just started making out, breathing into each other, moaning, grabbing our bodies. I fell back on the sofa, and Will got on top of me. He instantly started grinding his hips against my ass. Fuck, I was so horny. I could feel his hard-on against me. We started ripping our clothes off while still trying to kiss until we were both naked.

“Fuck baby, I need you. I need you so fucking much,” Will moaned.

“Fuck me, just fuck me,” I moaned back.

Will spit on his hand and rubbed it on my hole and then lined up his rock-hard dick against it. This was rushed, quick, horny sex. Just pure need for each other. I feel like the idea of losing him and him losing me made us desperate to feel connected like this again.

But also, in that dark part of me, seeing him fuck Benjy was so goddamn hot, and I've been horny ever since.

Will slid his cock inside me. He was big, and it hurt at first, but I didn't care. I just needed him balls deep in me. He moaned out loudly as I grunted.

And then I couldn't help thinking it. The last hole he was inside was Benjy's. The last time he pumped cum inside someone, it was Benjy, not me. And that turned me on so goddamn much. I grabbed my dick and started wanking as Will started fucking me hard.

“Fuck baby, fuck me. Yes, fuck me hard!” I screamed as he slammed into me.

I tried not to say it. I really tried not to say it, but I couldn't help it….

“Do I feel different to Benjy?” I asked him.

Will looked shocked. He paused for a second.

“I… I… I… don't…” He was stumbling over his words.

“Keep fucking me, baby and tell me. I want to know. I want to know,” I said as I wanked my dick. I was fucking crazed with horniness.

“Yes, you do feel different,” Will finally said as he continued fucking me.

“Tell me how his hole feels as you fuck me. Tell me, tell me, tell me,” I moaned.

“His hole feels fucking incredible,” Will said as he started getting into it, unleashing this all on me. “So warm and tight, it massages my dick. I fucking love fucking him. Looking down at his face, his cute, pretty face as I fuck him is so hot.”

“Yes, tell me more. How much do you love fucking him?” I moaned.

“I fucking love it, baby. It's so good. I couldn't stop when you came into the room. There was no way. Once I was inside him, there's no way I'm gonna stop until I'm fucking my load inside him. I know he loves it so much. He's so goddamn hot. His ass is fucking incredible.”

My orgasm was building; hearing him talk like this while he fucks me, being stretched by my boyfriend's cock while being told all about how much he loves fucking Benjy was the hottest thing on the planet. I was about to lose my mind and shoot cum everywhere… and then I did. My orgasm hit me, and I started spraying my cum all over my chest and screaming.

Will slammed his cock into me as he orgasmed too; he held it there as he emptied his balls into me. Both of us riding the high of this insane orgasm, cum everywhere, inside me, on my chest. Fuck it was so intense.

Will collapsed on top of me, and we held each other tightly, breathing deeply into each other. I still don't know how I felt, but that was hot as fuck, and I needed it so badly.

We lay like that together, naked and holding each other. It felt so nice. I could pretend there was nothing else happening, no dramas, no Benjy, just me and Will together in our own little world.

Eventually, I took hold of his head and turned it towards me, so he was looking into my eyes.

“I want to work through this with you, but it's going to take time. And no more Benjy, okay?” I said.

“Yes, of course. I love you.”

“I love you too, baby.”

I wrapped my arms around Will and held him tight, hopeful that maybe we could get through this.