My New Roommate Part 2 (Patreon)

All characters engaged in sexual activity are 18 or older.

“You want me to do what?” 

Luke grimaces and then shakes his head. “Never mind, forget I said anything.” Before I can say anything else, he spins around and marches out of my room, leaving me alone with the rest of my unpacked boxes. 

The idea of sucking his dick should horrify me. Or disgust me. I’m straight after all. Right?

He’s definitely straight. 

So then why can’t I stop imagining getting on my knees and taking his enormous cock down my throat until I gag? Why am I hard as a rock right now? 

Before I know what I’m doing, my feet carry me out of my room and across the apartment. I stop just outside Luke’s door and knock gently. 

I don’t know what I’m going to say to him, but I know I don’t want him to feel awkward about this. He’s helped me so much. The least I can do is help clear things up. Maybe he had a moment… He did just break up with Katie. 

After waiting a minute and not hearing a response, I turn the knob and step inside to hear his shower running. The door to his bathroom is shut, but can hear him singing “Oops, I Did It Again” by Britney Spears. A laugh bubbles out of me despite everything, and I sit on the edge of his bed, waiting for him to come out. 

I should just leave, but I’m determined to work this out. I’m not spending the first night in my new home with things being awkward between us. 

Thankfully, I don’t have to wait long when I hear the shower turn off. I’m scrolling on my phone when the door opens and I see him standing there with just a towel tightly wrapped around his waist. 

Luke lets out a yelp, his hand flying to the knot of his towel almost like he’s afraid it’ll come loose. “Eric, what are you doing in here?” 

This is a bad idea. I should have waited until tomorrow to talk to him. But it’s too late now, so I get up from his bed and step closer to him. “I’m sorry, I just wanted to apologize and—”

“Bro, you’re not the one who should be apologizing. I am.” He takes another step closer to me, and the scent of his shampoo and something uniquely him washes over me, causing my cock to twitch in my sweatpants. 

My breath hitches as I try to figure out what to say next, but I can’t stop my eyes from staring at his body. His muscles are bulging, abs chiseled. He looks like a Greek god come to life. 

It isn’t until he clears his throat that I realize I’m even closer to him now than before. Close enough to kiss him. I look up to see his face filled with something I can only hope is the same desire that’s burning through me right now. 

Dear God, he’s fucking gorgeous.  

Luke leans in slowly and presses his lips to mine. It starts out chaste and sweet, but I feel his tongue tease the seam, and my lips part automatically to let him in. His tongue swipes against mine in gentle exploration, one hand cupping my cheek while the other pulls me in closer by the waist. 

I’m flush against his bare chest, foreheads pressed together when we pull apart, and it takes everything in me not to dive right back in. “Wow, that was—” 

“Fucking perfect,” he breathes, staring into my eyes. 

It feels like his deep blue eyes are staring into my soul, and I want nothing more than to give it to him. I’ve never felt this way before. 

Don’t get me wrong, it’s not like I have a lot of experience with stuff like this, and I’m not exactly a ladies’ man. I’ve had exactly one girlfriend my entire life, and that only lasted a grand total of two months before she dumped me for some dude she said was ‘much hotter than me’. 

Luke curls his fingers in my hair and pulls me in for another kiss, this one much more primal than the one before. Whereas our first kiss was gentle and exploratory, this one is all teeth and tongue. Our lips clashing like they’re fighting for dominance. He bites my lower lip before smoothing away the sting with his tongue and then plunging it back into my mouth again. 

My arms wrap around his waist, the heat from his skin seeping into me. I slip my fingers under the top of his towel and work to pull it free. I finally manage to undo the knot while the assault on my mouth continues, the towel dropping to our feet. 

I pull away to look at his hard, leaking cock, the head flushed dark. My mouth waters, cock straining against the front of my sweats, creating an obscene tent that already feels wet from the copious amounts of precum oozing out of me. 

Luke’s eyes darken and he tugs at the bottom of my t-shirt. “I want to see you.” 

I nod mutely and lift my arms to let him pull the shirt off me, leaving my skinny torso bare. He hooks his thumbs into my sweats and underwear, pulling them down at the same time. His eyes rake over my body, taking in every inch of me, pausing at my cock that’s pointing straight at him like a homing beacon. 

With both of us completely naked now, I realize how ridiculous this entire situation is. But it’s too late now. More than anything, I want his cock in my mouth. I want to help him like he’s helped me. 

Gently, I push him back towards his bed, the backs of his knees hitting the edge, forcing him to sit. I get down on my knees and take his length into my hand. His cock is steel wrapped in smooth velvet. This is the first time I’ve ever held a cock that’s not my own, but I immediately know I want to do it again. And again. For the rest of my life. 

“Eric,” he moans, “you don’t have to.” 

I give him a wicked smile—the same one I give him whenever he comes up with one of his crazy dares—and gently place a kiss on his thigh before moving my attention to the tip of his cock. Precum coats his helmet, making it shiny. I hesitate for a second before flicking my tongue out to lap at his slit, salty goodness bursting onto my tongue. 

Luke lets out a gasp, “Fuck me. Please do that again, that feels so—”

I cut him off by licking around his crown, the words dying in his throat, eyes rolling to the back of his head. I’ve never done this before, so I’m hoping that all the porn I’ve watched over the years is enough of a tutorial. 

Judging by his facial expressions, I figure I’m doing a good enough job and take him further into my mouth, stretching my lips around him, his shaft slowly working its way down my throat. His hands fly into my curls, pulling on them tight enough to distract me from my gag reflex as I pull back a little before breathing through my nose and then pushing down on his length some more. 

Bobbing up and down on his shaft is surprisingly not as difficult as I imagined it to be—not that I’ve imagined sucking a cock before… 

My own thighs feel slick as I reach down to fist my cock and find that it’s covered in precum. I stroke myself in time with each bob of my head. 

I flatten my tongue on the underside of his shaft and then tease his slit with the tip with each pass, steadily finding a rhythm. His fingers are still curled in my hair, not pushing me down on him, just holding me gently like he needs to touch me. 

With each passing minute, he thrusts his hips deeper into my throat, my nose pressing against his trimmed pubes. The anticipation is killing me now, my hand a blur on my cock. I want to make him come. I want to—no, I’m going to—taste his cum. 

My wish comes true, and a minute later he lets out a low groan, “Eric, I’m about to come, baby.” He tries to pull me off him, but I hollow my cheeks instead and he explodes in my mouth. His cum pours into me and I swallow every drop greedily. 

The taste of him pushes me over the edge as I keep stroking myself; my dick explodes onto the floor below, giving me the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had. 

When I finally pull off Luke’s cock, I see that he’s looking at me with blown eyes like I just wrecked his world, and I’m strangely proud of myself for doing that. I just gave him an amazing orgasm, me, nerdy little Eric Fletcher. 

He grins at me and with a laugh pulls me up on top of him, our sticky bodies sliding together as he kisses me deeply, tasting himself on my tongue. 

I pull back and breathlessly ask, “So, how was that?” 

He laughs again, deep and wonderful. “That was the most amazing blowjob I’ve ever gotten. I am so glad we’re going to be roommates.” 

The End.