GAY ROOM-MATE -1
Seth Matheson (5-11, 185 lbs, medium/husky build, with a sandy blonde short cut faintly receding hairline and facial stubble) never expected to be single and starting over at age 36, but a recent divorce from his wife of 16 years left him doing exactly that. Seth lost custody of his children, and was demanded to garnish over half his weekly earnings to his ex-wife in support of her and their kids. This left Seth in a bind as far as finding adequate housing for himself. He was a very independent person, and didn't want to have to move back home with his parents after having left home at 18 to live on his own. He saw going back home as a failure, and didn't want to spend any more time under the same roof as his father.
Luckily Seth found what he considered to be a temporary home when he moved into a fully furnished house as a boarder. The home owner (28 yr old Kerry Neilson, 5-9, 150 lbs, medium/slim build, with short brown hair and a clean face) inherited the home from his grandmother, and often rented out the spare bedroom for extra cash. Kerry let Seth know early on that he was gay, and asked Seth if he thought that would be a problem? Originally Seth was taken aback by the announcement, but quickly realized he didn't have a lot of options. He assured Kerry that he didn't have a problem with his sexuality, so long as they understood each other's boundaries. Kerry informed Seth that he currently had a boyfriend who occasionally stopped over every now and then, so he wasn't really interested in anything HE had to offer. With this understanding, Seth moved in that weekend, having only his car, his personal items, and his clothes, --his wife and kids kept everything else.
That night Seth stayed up in his room, calling his parents, friends, and his children to let them know he'd found a temporary place to stay. The only time he life his room was to use the bathroom on the second floor, and to go to the neighborhood store for a sub-sandwich. When he came back, he heard noises coming from Kerry's room. He stopped in the hallway for a few seconds trying to determine what the sounds were, then realized it was Kerry's head board slamming against the wall (Kerry did tell him that he had a boyfriend...). Seth shook his head in disgust as he quietly walked back to his room and locked his door.
The next morning he awakened to the smell of fresh beacon sifting through the air. He went into the bathroom (which was decorated in pink) and took a piss. His flaccid cock hung outside his loose boxer shorts as the piss stream hit the back of the toilet and the rim of the bowl before finally hitting the water. He stood there for a full minute allowing all the pee to empty from his bladder. He was deathly afraid to leave his room last night for fear that Kerry and his boyfriend (whoever he was) might try to attack him. Kerry didn't leave his room until he was sure he saw the morning sun peaking through his blinds.
Flushing the toilet, Seth decided to venture downstairs, but not before throwing on a thick pair of 501 jeans and a big bulky sweater. "Good morning...!" smiled Kerry, floating around the kitchen like a bumblebee. He stopped for a second to catch an eye full of Seth's "get-up", then snickered to himself as he returned to his cooking. "You always wear jeans and a sweater to bed, or was last night a special occasion?"
Seth looked down at his outfit (his big bare feet sticking out at the bottom of his pants), then back up at Kerry would had on a pair of smart pajamas and a bathrobe..., "uh..., no, I just didn't know if you'd have company down here or not!" he explained, half-truthfully.
"Company...??" asked Kerry, confused. Then suddenly a bright light appeared in his brain when he realized Seth must had heard him and Eugene getting `busy' last night. "Oh...!" he responded instantly. "...that was nothing..., just a booty-call!"
"Booty-call...?" questioned Seth, unsure what that was.
"Yes..., booty-call!" said Kerry, stopping what he was doing to school Seth. "A quickly! A fast one! A stop over! A run through! A pit-stop! Don't straight people have booty-calls?"
"I wouldn't know..." smiled Seth, nervously. "...I've been married for the last 16 years!"
"Well it's about high time you got one!" said Kerry, going back to scrambling eggs. "You hungry? We're having eggs, beacon, pancakes, toast, and orange juice!"
Seth's stomach growled at the mention of food, but he declines. "No, I'm fine!" he said, not wanting to intrude.
"Don't be silly..." said Kerry, spooning breakfast onto two plates. "...a big strong looking man like you must eat breakfast! Beside..., I know you don't expect me to eat all this food myself!"
"uh..., okay." said Seth, sitting down at the waist high island Kerry's grandmother had built in the center of his kitchen. While Kerry poured up two big glasses of OJ, Seth went to work on those pancakes, drowning them in butter and syrup. "This pancakes'r delicious!" said Seth, after stuffing his face full.
"I just love a man who loves my cakes!" smiled Kerry, passing Seth his OJ. Seth looked confused for a second as the sentence played back in his head, then he suddenly blushed with embarrassment when he realized the spin Kerry put on what he meant. "I'm glad you like it..., it was my grandmother's recipe, god rest her soul!" he said before digging into his own creation.
"How long has she been dead?" asked Seth, making small talk. He figured is he was going to live in the man's house and eat his food, the least (the very least) he could do was talk to him.
"About 2 years now!" informed Kerry, sadly. "She helped raise me! She was there for me when my parents discovered I was gay and my dad kicked me out!"
"Your parents weren't supportive?" asked Seth, getting intrigued by Kerry's tails of woe.
"My mother was..., she saw me sucking off my male babysitter when I was seven! She never told my father!"
"How'd he find out?" asked Seth, completely enthralled.
"One of my father's friends told him that he'd seen me in the mall sucking off strangers in the restroom!"
"Oh..., that's fucked up!" said Seth, blown away that men were having sex in a mall restroom!
"The kicker was HE was one of the men I blew! He only told my dad because he thought I might beat him to it!" explained Kerry.
"Would you have?" asked Seth.
"Hell no! My dad was a strict SOB! I'd have been punished, whipped, and kicked to the curb before supper!" said Kerry. "I was surprised when he only punched me once and kicked me out! You finished with that...?" asked Kerry, reaching for Seth's empty plate.
"Oh..., yes, I am!" said Seth, lost in thought. "How old were you then?" he inquired as Kerry put his dish in the sink and returned to the island.
"15." answered Kerry, much to Seth's dismay. "That's when I came to live with my Grammy, she didn't care if I liked men or dogs!"
"How's your relationship with your parents now?" asked Seth.
"My mom and I still talk. Sometimes we go shopping or meet in town for lunch!"
"And your dad?"
"I haven't spoken to him since he kicked me out!" said Kerry with a small quiver in his voice. "I saw him at my grandmother's funeral..., but he never acknowledged I was there, and pretended to read the eulogy when I spoke in her behalf! How old are your children Seth?" asked Kerry, unexpectedly.
"uh..., Kerstin's 15, and Ned's 16!" informed Seth.
"Would you ever kick your children out of you found out either one of them were gay?" asked Kerry, emotionally.
"My children aren't gay!" said Seth, end of story.
"But what if they were...? Would you totally disown them like my dad did?" asked Kerry, wanting another straight man's opinion.
"My children aren't GAY!!" repeated Seth, slamming his fists down on the counter before getting up from his stool and walking away.
"ooooookay...!" said Kerry, baffled by the action.
Seth returned to his room, his stomach filled and his mind angry as hell! Why would Kerry ask such a dumbass question? Why would he wish such a thing on his children? Of course his kids weren't gay! Kerstin was a very popular girl in school, a cheerleader, and a humanitarian. She had lots of boys trying to date her! And Ned certainly wasn't gay! Seth recalled catching him sneaking a girl into his room late one night after everyone had gone to sleep! Seth told his son "just have her out of the house before your mother wakes up!" He'd never been more proud of his boy!
After realizing both of his kids were completely straight, Seth started to realize Kerry was only asking a hypothetical question and wasn't damning his children to sin. Suddenly he felt like an ass for reacting the way he did. Kerry must have thought he was a raging lunatic! Seth thought himself far from being a homophobe, he never attacked anyone for being gay, or wrote nasty things on a gay person's car or property. He just didn't have any experience being around any of them, seeing as he hadn't really known any per say.
Putting the thought out of his head, he gathered up his belongings and headed to the shower. He could hear Kerry down in the kitchen washing dishes, so he didn't have to worry about him catching him in his boxer shorts.
Seth closed (and locked) the bathroom door before adjusting the shower water and lathering his face to shave. He pulled out his razor kit and began the careful process of stroking his face. Once cleaned up he tossed his shorts and hopped in the shower. He lathered his hairy torso and slightly rounded gut before rubbing the soap over his hairy crotch, dick, and low hanging balls. The hot water felt good against his skin, as did his soapy hand. His cock got hard as he washed it, stretching out a solid 8 inches in front of him as he played with it. He hadn't had sex in months, since before him and his wife separated. Seth suspected she had another lover on the side, that's why they hadn't been sexually active in so long a time! His cock ached for attention as his balls lay heavy with cum. He needed to bust off a load before church, so he started to stroke himself gently while rubbing the bar soap all over his body.
Seth thought back to one of the last times he had sex with his wife. He imagined the look and smell of her pussy as he stroked his dick. Angela had always kept her body in perfect physical condition, going to the gym 3 to 4 times a week to stay in-shape. Her tits were beautiful as Seth recalled, he loved squeezing and sucking them during sex while he slammed his big hairy 8 inch cock in and out of her moist wet hole. He felt himself getting close to cumming as he picked up the pace of his stroke. The soap helped as lubricant, causing his hand to speed across his cock at lighting rhythms. Seth was just about to cum when the bathroom door suddenly burst open, and in walked Kerry carrying a bundle of clean towels.
"OOPS..., sorry...!" said Kerry with surprise just as the cum erupted from Seth's hard cock and splattered all over the clear plastic shower curtain. 2 to 3 spurts hit the curtain before Seth realized he had company. He quickly turned away, turning his back to Kerry before realizing he was showing a gay man his ass!
Kerry put the fresh towels on top the laundry basket before backing out of the bathroom. Seth's dick finally stopped cumming as he fell against the shower wall embarrassed. He'd just been caught jerking off in the shower, he hadn't had to worry about anything like that since he life his parents house when he was 18.
Seth finished his shower and toweled off in the bathroom. He wrapped the big cloth like towel around his waist like and tucked it as he gathered up his things and peeked out into the hallway. Kerry's bedroom door was closed, so Seth scurried down the hall to his bedroom and quickly slammed the door.
He put on clean underwear, socks and undershirt before donning on one of two suits. As he combed his hair in the wall mirror, he thought back on the incident in the shower, and remembered that he had specifically locked the door behind him so something like Kerry barging in on him in the shower wouldn't happen. He put on his black shoes, wristwatch, and wedding ring before opening his door and heading downstairs. Kerry was lying on the sofa reading a book when Seth came down the steps.
"My..., don't you look handsome!" said the gay man with a smile, making Seth feel uncomfortable in his own skin. "Going somewhere special?"
"Church!" answered Seth. "I'm going to see my kids! We used to go every Sunday!"
"Okay..." was all Kerry had to say about church.
"uh..." started Seth, unsure how to go about making his next statement. "...about the shower this morning.,.."
"I know! I'm so sorry about that! I knew there weren't any fresh towels in the closet and wanted you to have one when you got out of your shower! I didn't mean to..., interrupt..!"
"It's okay..., what's done is done!" said Seth, blushing with embarrassment. "Its my fault..., I could've sworn I locked that door...!"
"You probably did..." said Kerry, "...that lock hasn't worked in years!"
"Oh..." responded Seth, thinking there would be more days of Kerry bursting in on him in the shower, and on the toilet! "Oh yeah..., and about my blow up in the kitchen..., I should've realized you were just being hypothetic and not actually wishing my kids to be gay! I'm sorry about that...!"
"It's okay." said Kerry, going back to reading his book. "By the way..." he called just as Seth was reaching for the door. "...what WOULD your response had been to the question...?"
"Huh...?"
"The question I asked you at breakfast...? `Would you ever kick you kicks out if you discovered they were gay?'"
Seth thought about the question as he seriously pondered over the answer. "I wouldn't like it if my kids turned out gay..." he said after giving it thought. "...but I wouldn't kick them out! As a parent you're supposed to love your children unconditionally! I would love my son or my daughter regardless of who they loved or wanted to be with! Does that answer your question?"
"Yes!" smiled Kerry from the couch.
"I got to go if I want to get a seat with my kids...!" said Kerry, reaching for the door. "See you!"
"Bye!"
AT the Church Of Saint Paul And Mary, Kerry parked his car in the lot and hurried in before service started. He scanned the church for his family, then found them seated to the far left. His daughter waved him over as he made his way down to their pew and through the people seated beside them.
"Hi dad!" said Kerstin, hugging her father and kissing him on the cheek.
"Hey baby!" he smiled, hugging her back as he playfully tussled the top of his son's head, messing up his hair. "Where's you mother...?" he asked, noticing her absence.
"She's at the gym!" said Kerstin with an attitude.
"She's been going to the gym a lot since you've been gone!" informed Ned, playing his video game.
"Put that away!" whispered Seth, causing Ned to suck his teeth as he tucked his game in his suit jacket pocket. Angela's been working out a lot lately, probably for her new boyfriend –thought Seth as at Pastor took the podium and started his sermon.
Later Seth took his kids out to lunch at a local diner where they had hamburgers, fries, and sodas.
"So dad..., where you living now?" asked Ned, stuffing his face with fries as he played his game under the table.
"I've rented a room at a friend's house!" said Seth, trying not to sound too pathetic to his children.
"Oh yeah? Which friend? Mr Tony or mr Mark?" asked Ned.
"Neither, son..., this is a new friend!" explained Seth, vaguely.
"A room...?" asked Kerstin, dabbing one fry in a small cap of ketchup. "...can't you afford another house or an apartment of your own?"
"Well, uh..., no sweetie! Most of my money go to you and your mother for support!" explained Seth, feeling like more of a failure as his daughter's face saddened. "But it's okay..., I LOVE supporting you two! You're the most important people in my life! I don't want you to ever forget that, okay?"
"Okay!" smiled Kerstin, feeling like less of a burden. Just then her cell phone went off as she reached into her tiny purse to retrieve it.
"Who's that...?" asked Seth curiously, as he bit into his plain burger.
"Probably one of her many boyfriends!" teased Ned. "She's had so many of them since you moved out dad!"
"Oh really...?" questioned Seth, looking his daughter over sternly.
"He's lying dad..., HE's the one sneaking Megan Greene into the house while mom's out with her friends! He's even snuck her into your bedroom!" tattled Kerstin as she answered her phone.
"Ned...?" questioned Seth, turning his disapproving gaze on his son.
"What...??" asked Ned, hunching his shoulders guiltily.
"We're at the dinner with dad...!" said Kerstin into her cell phone, catching Seth's attention.
"Who's that?" he asked, having a suspicion.
"It's mom!" announced Kerstin.
"Give me the phone!" insisted Seth, holding out his hand. Kerstin hesitated, hearing her mother's voice say "don't put him on...!" "Angie...!!" yelled Seth into the phone after taking it from his daughter. "How could you just LEAVE my kids at church like that? Don't you have any regard for your own children? What if I didn't show up today, huh? Did you think about that?! No, I don't care where you went! If you're going to leave my kids stranded for a ride, call me and tell me they need a lift! Don't you ever...! Yeah, I said stranded! You left them at church without a ride home, what're they supposed to do hitchhike??! That's YOUR job to chauffeur them around, you're the one that wanted custody! How am I supposed to do that AND work at the same time? YOU're the one with nothing but time on your hands, all you do is go to the gym! What're you doing, boning your instructor??!"
A sudden flash of clarity shot across Seth's face when he suddenly realized that last statement might be true. "You ARE boning your instructor, aren't you Angie?" he asked as he got up from the booth, leaving his kids to look after each other as he took his argument outside. "You bitch! You've been fucking the man I've been paying to keep you in-shape...??!" he yelled, as the patrons all looked out the window at him, then at his neglected children.
"You shouldn't've never given him the phone...!" said Ned, sliding down in his seat as he concentrated on his video game and not the judgmental stares they were getting.
Hours had passed since Seth left for church. Kerry busied himself by cleaning and cooking, he expected Seth to have a hardy appetite when he got home as he had missed lunch and it was getting well into dinner time.
The front door opened just as Kerry was taking the fried chicken out of the skillet. "Seth..., is that you?" he asked from the kitchen. "Dinner's ready if you're hungry!" he said as he pulled the cornbread from the stove. "Seth...?" he called when he got no answer. Whipping his hands on a damp dishrag, Kerry turned off his burners and went into the living room to see what was the matter. He found Seth seated in the recliner, guzzling one beer while holding what was left of a six pack in the other hand. "Seth..., you okay...?"
"I fuckin' HATE women!!" he said, before belching up stale beer.
"What happened...?" asked Kerry, sitting on the ottoman in front of him.
"I found out my wife's been fuckin' her aerobics' instructor for the whole last year of our marriage!" said Seth, drunkenly.
"Ohh, that's messed up!" said Kerry.
"No..., the messed up part is that I've been paying him to fuck her!" he said, stopping the near empty can up at his lips before adding..., "Paying another man to BONE my wife! Can you believe that?" he asked before chugalugging the rest of the beer.
Once empty he balled the can up in his fist then let it hit the floor as he peeled the last one off its rung.
"Don't you think you've had enough of that...?" asked Kerry, taking Seth by the wrist. "Dinner's ready..., let's go eat!"
"Dinner's...?" asked Seth, looking around lost as Kerry helped him to his feet and guided him into the dinning room.
"Here..., have a seat while I fix your plate!" he insisted, helping Seth to sit.
"You'd make a good wife...!" said Seth, deliriously as he looked at the table setting in front of him. "...not like that bitch whore I married...!!"
"Right..." said Kerry, dashing into the kitchen to make Seth's plate.
Kerry didn't understand why he was always drawn to the losers? The married--not gay--just passing through--not looking for a relationship--just wanna be friends—fuck buddy—hookup—booty-call types? Why couldn't he just find a nice normal gay guy and settle down? Why did all of his sexual interest have to have deep emotional problems? What did that say about him??
He fixed Seth's plate (friend chicken legs, cornbread, green beans, potato salad, and cobbler [all his Grammy's specialties]), and placed it directly in front of him. Seth looked down at the meal fit for a king, then up at Kerry before digging in with his hands. Kerry thought Seth ate like a Neanderthal when he was drunk, but somewhere in his twisted psyche he thought that was sexy!
He made his own plate and sat opposite Seth so he could gaze at him from across the table. Seth was nothing special to look at (receding hair line, sagging gut, broke, living in a spare room of a stranger's house), but Kerry thought it was admirable that he wanted to support his kids before himself, putting their needs and wants before his own. All Seth had were the basics (shelter, clothing, a car, and running water), everything else went to his children. Kerry felt a strong need to help take care of him, since no one else was doing it.
Seth ate most of his food before he popped the cap on his last beer and chugged it all on one fabmoneious (not a real word) gulp. He sat the table for an awkward moment as his stomach started to rumble and churn. Kerry saw an uncomfortable expression flash across Seth's face before he barfed his food all over the table.
"Oh god...!!" yelled Kerry, jumping up and out of the way as nasty brown sludge came barreling to his side of the table.
"aww shit..." sighed Seth, coughing up throwup.
Kerry helped Seth get up from the table as he helped him upstairs. He threw Seth onto his bed and began unbuckling his belt. Seth lay on the bed moaning softly in a drunken stupor as Kerry took off his shores and wiggled down his soiled pants. Kerry decided he might as well take off all of Seth's clothes since he's already started, and began unbuttoning his dress shirt. He sat Seth upright as he peeled off his shirt and pulled his t-shirt off overhead. Kerry tried not to stare at Seth's body in a lewd way as he gently lay him down and placed him under his sheets. Kerry bundled the soiled clothes in his arms as he cut off Seth's light and closed the door to give him privacy.
The next morning Seth's alarm clock woke him up at 7am with a hangover. He reached over and slammed his hand down on the clock, shutting it off. He lay there for a moment as he threw back the covers to realize he was only in his boxers and dress socks. His mind flashed back to last night, his last memory was coming home drunk and Kerry putting him to bed.
Seth jumped from the bed and stumbled over to his mirror to check his reflection. His face was slightly worn from sleeping too hard, but otherwise unblemished by any semen tracks. He pulled down the waistband to his boxer to see if his cock had been tampered with. It was still there, still flaccid as it lay over his balls waiting to be used again. Panic struck as he remember that he had flashed Kerry his ass in the shower, maybe Kerry was an `ass man' and not a cock sucker? Seth turned away from the mirror and pushed his undies all the way down to his ankles as he bent over and looked at his asshole in the mirror. He couldn't really see it so he had to reach back and grab the cheeks to pull them apart to get a better view. He narrowed his eyes and focused on the hair lining his ass crack until finally he saw his pink anus peeking through. Though Seth was no expert on assholes, he thought it looked pretty normal as he started to relax and unwind.
Coming out of his room, he had the strong urge to pee, so he broke camp rushing to the bathroom before having an accident. He fished his soft dick from the fly of his boxers just as the pee stream started to flow. It landed on the back of the toilet and the seat (which he forgot to lift up) before finally cascading into the bowel in a full stream. Seth threw back his head and sighed graciously as his full bladder started to the long process of emptying out 6 cans of beer.
While pissing Seth heard Kerry's bedroom door open. Seth's eyes dashed to the bathroom doorway and the open door he forgot to close. As Kerry started to walk by (completely dressed for work already), he stopped off at the door to speak.
"I don't know if you recall last night, but you had a little incident at the dinner table and threw up over everything!"
"Oh.., uh..., I'm sorry about that..." said Seth, not really recalling as he tried to tilt his body to hide his dick.
"I put you to bed and washed your clothes for you..., they're hanging up on the basement clothesline!" informed Kerry.
"Oh..., thanks!" said Seth, politely.
"Anytime...!" said Kerry, still standing in the doorway. Seth looked back at him over his shoulder, wondering if he had something else he wanted to tell him? "umm..., do you know you're peeing all over the floor?" asked Kerry, watching the full stream run down the side of the bathroom wall and all over the tiled floor.
"Oh shit..., I'm sorry!" apologized Seth, re-aiming his dick into the toilet.
"Right..., I'm headed out to work. I'll see you later! What time do you normally get in?" inquired Kerry.
"uh..., usually around 5!" said Seth, trying not to get his socks wet with pee.
"Okay..., see you then!" said Kerry, leaving.
Seth stood there peeing while Kerry jotted down the stairs and out the front door. Seth couldn't help but think of all the fuck ups he'd done since moving into Kerry's grandmother's house. If he continued fucking up like this, he wouldn't be surprised if the guy asked him to leave! Was he this fucked up at home? Was this why Angie wanted a divorce? Was he an asshole husband?
Seth cleaned up the mess he made on the floor (with a wad of toilet paper), then jumped into the shower for work. This time he knew Kerry wasn't home, so when he soaped up his body, he was able to take care of his cock in private without worry of his roommate walking in unannounced.
At work Seth tried not to think of his wife cheating on him. They were still married after all, reconciliation wasn't entirely off the table! All during work his mind kept flashing back to all the times she announced going to the gym. He recalled her girlfriend (Franny) talking her into seeing her aerobics instructor (Angie always had a thing about wanting to keep her weight down). He remember how excited she was after the first class, telling him how good her instructor (what's his name..., Leon? Lyvee? Levy?) was! After that she started going all the time, heading out 3 to 4 days a week. Seth never thought much about it, as he was reaping the benefits of her workouts (at first). But then things started to change, Angie still went to her workouts, but when she came home she didn't want to be touched. Making love was a thing of the past as she claimed she was too busy and tired from housework and taking care of the kids all day.
Seth didn't exactly buy her explanation as Angie wasn't the tidiest housekeeper, and the kids were nearly college age! But he never considered she'd be cheating. A mid-life crisis yes, but cheating...? He didn't see it coming!
After work he drove straight home, deciding to grab a hotdog and going straight to bed. But when he got home the house smelt of cooking. The house was immaculately clean with a fresh basket of clean and folded clothes at the foot of the steps. At second glance Seth realized the clothes were his; his socks, underwears, t-shirts, jeans, and casual clothes he had lying in a pile in his room.
"Seth..., that you?" called Kerry from the kitchen.
"Yeah...!" yelled Seth, heading in that direction.
"I hope you're hungry because I cooked!" stated Kerry, stating the obvious.
"What you make?" asked Seth, his stomach suddenly growling.
"Meatloaf, mashed potatoes and gravy, and peas! You like meatloaf?"
"Sure do!" smiled Seth, breathing in deep.
"Good! You have time to run upstairs, change clothes, and wash your hands while I fix your plate!" said Kerry, taking the meatloaf out of the over. "Oh..., and the basket of clothes at the bottom of the stairs are yours! I changed your bed sheets too, and made your bed!"
"Thanks!" said Seth, dashing for the steps. He carried the basket of clean clothes up to his room, which had been neatly transformed thanks to Kerry. Seth smiled at the spotlessness of his room as he quickly changed into sweat pants and a t-shirt for dinner. Running to the bathroom to wash his hands he got the unmistakable whiff of pine oil. Kerry had come home and cleaned the floor, toilet and wall correctly where Seth had pissed that morning.
After dinner Kerry insisted on clearing the table and washing the dishes while Seth sat in front of the television drinking a beer (which Kerry had bought from the store). After cleaning the kitchen Kerry ran upstairs and ran Seth's bath water, lining the floor of the tub with a Massage Mat and the water with a some of his expensive Aroma Oils for any aches and pains he might have.
"Damn Kerry..., you didn't have to do all this for me, man...!" said Seth, feeling like royalty as he climbed the steps to his awaiting bath.
He undressed in his room, making sure to cover his private parts under his bathrobe before heading to the bathroom. Once inside he lay back and let the hot water take him away. The Aroma Oils and scented candles made the travel easier as he imagined himself relaxing in a luxurious 4star hotel.
Sometime during his bath he must have dosed off. The water had run cold so Seth thought it was high time he got out of the tub. He climbed out then dried himself as he suddenly became aware of a banging sound coming from Kerry's room. Seth realized that Kerry's boyfriend (Eugene) must be over again for another quickie. He wrapped himself up in his bathrobe and opened the door. Just as he was about to head into his room he heard Kerry wail out loud. Stopping in his tracks, Seth doubled back and snuck up to Kerry's door. He listened for a minute, trying to determine if the wail was pleasurable, or Eugene beating the shit out of his roommate? The banging sound had stopped, being replaced with gurgles. Kerry wasn't sure what was going on, could Kerry's boyfriend be choking him to death? How would that look on the news with him having a dead faggot for a roommate? What would his friends think? What would his church say? What would the people at his officer say? What would his kids say?"
Seth wasn't sure if he should be alarmed or not, after all he wasn't sure on what sex life gay guys have! Maybe beating and choking is part of the ritual? Curiously he got down on his knees and peeked under the door, he saw a pair of white legs kneeling on the floor between two big black feet (was Eugene black?).
Climbing up to the keyhole, Seth was able to see Kerry's head bobbing up and down in the man's lap, while black hands held his head in place, helping him to bob faster. Gagging sounds quickly followed as Kerry was forced to take all the black man's meat. Once Kerry managed to get the pole down his throat, the black guy moaned and let go of his hair, allowing Kerry to resume bobbing up and down. This went on for a few minutes with the black guy (Eugene) grabbing the back of Kerry's head from time to time to force him to deep throat. Kerry would gag, making a noise wet gurgling sound before sinking this throat muscles down around the black man's cock.
"That's enough sucking..., I want some more pussy!" announced Eugene, pushing Kerry up off his dick. Kerry quickly jumped back up onto the bed, leaving his exposed ass in the air off the edge. Eugene got up, giving Seth the first look at his cock. Seth estimated it to be about 9 inches and curved to the left as Eugene stood up behind Kerry and shoved it in.
Kerry smarted as the black cock ripped through his anus and tore into his bowels in one swoop. His fingers dig into the sheets as Eugene grabbed his waist for support, then started fucking. Seth could see the black man's fat ass humping back and forth as he drove his dick home with every thrust, filling Kerry with his black man meat.
Kerry seemed to be enjoying himself as he moaned and groaned in slutty delight. As the thrusts got harder the bed started to sway, causing the head board to bang into the wall. Whenever Eugene humped faster the wall banging got louder. Soon he was fucking into Kerry so hard, Seth had to wonder how either one of them could possibly be enjoying themselves.
With a mighty thrust and a heavy shout of triumph, Eugene buried his dick in Kerry's ass and came. Seth saw the back of him slump over Kerry's back as he emptied his ball sack in the white man's ass.
Seth quietly got to his feet, and quickly snuck back down the hall to his room. When he closed and locked his door, he realized (much to his horror and astonishment) that his cock was rock hard and poking out the opening in his robe.
Throwing caution to the wind and allowing lust to take him over, Seth abandoned his thoughts of why and merely took his dick into his hand and stroked it. But instead of thoughts of his wife's wet pussy filling his thoughts, he thought of Kerry sucking off his black boyfriend and getting fucked up the ass.
He came in record time all over the wooded floor!
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