6 comments/ 46428 views/ 18 favorites Curious Roommates Ch. 01 By: mountainkid24 The shitty apartment that I had lived in during the previous eight months had finally taken its toll on me. As much as I hated looking for new housing, I knew I had to get out of my cramped, musty apartment. I knew I wouldn't find a place to live for as cheap as what I was paying, but I also I knew I could cut back on my budget to afford a nicer room farther away from my job. College students, like myself, overrun the city I live in. There are a lot of houses, especially near the universities, that are devoted to students. These houses are not usually kept up to high living standards - they were messy and completely worn down - but they are cheap. One of the first ads that I looked at didn't have a picture, but seemed to fit what I was looking for. It was a private bedroom in the basement of a house. The price was in my budget and it had a washer and dryer. I contacted the guy who posted the ad and set up a time to meet up and look at the place. A few days later I headed to the house. I pulled up to the house and my potential roommate came out to greet me. He had a friendly, calm aura about him and shook my hand with a firm grip and a smile. He was a good-looking guy, standing at about 6'2, three inches shorter than me. He was fit and had a lean, toned physique. His short light brown hair peaked out of a baseball cap and he wore a t-shirt and jeans. "Welcome to the house! My name's Alex. Good to meet you," he said. He seemed kind and laidback and sent out good vibes. I introduced myself and we chatted for a minute about work and school. It turns out we were both taking the upcoming semester off of school, working to save money for the following school year. "What brings you down here?" Alex asked, knowing that I was moving from a city 45 minutes away. "I lived here for a few years, but moved to the city about 8 months ago. I don't like the city as much as I thought I would and haven't met very many people there. I'm somewhat of an introvert. I have some really good friends down here and I wanted to be closer to them again," I explained. "That, and the apartment I'm living in now is a total shithole," I added. Alex laughed. "I'm a little bit of a recluse myself. I devote all of my social time to my girlfriend," he said. The house was just what I wanted and I decided to move in. The house was shared between three of us: Alex and I, who lived in the basement; and the landlord, who lived upstairs. After getting all of my things settled and arranged, I found that I liked the house even more than I expected. Alex had a friendly schnauzer, which made me feel at home, since I grew up with dogs. His girlfriend, Jessie, was nice and he was clean and friendly, so we eventually got to know one another well and began hanging out and chatting when we were both home. A few weeks passed by and Alex and I continued to find common interests. We started hiking, biking and climbing with his girlfriend and some of my friends on a regular basis, and we would make dinner together a few times a week. We quickly became good friends and felt very comfortable around one another. As we got to know each other better, I explained the reason for moving to the city months before. My girlfriend of a year and a half cheated on me with one of our mutual friends. I expressed how hard it was to be in the same town as them and how it was the motivating factor for moving away. They had gotten engaged a month ago and she followed him to grad school in Arizona, so I felt okay moving back. Alex explained that he had gone through a similar experience. He had gotten married about two years ago to his high school girlfriend. After a year and a half of marriage he found out that his wife was cheating on him and they got a divorce. As the semester went on, our friends became engrossed in school and didn't have as much time to hang out. Although we both worked, out schedules weren't regular and we rarely worked 40 hours a week. The two of us would hang out during the week and we would hang out with our friends and Alex's girlfriend on the weekends. The weather got colder and we began hanging out indoors. I would work on art projects while Alex played the guitar or worked on sewing projects, like wallets and ties, which he sold online. One day we were both in my room working on projects and Alex began asking me about how I handled being single. "I've always dated someone. I dated my ex-wife for four years before we got married, and after we got divorced I met Jessie and started dating her pretty quick," Alex explained, "How do you like being single?" "Well, I have been single for most of my life. Rachel was my first serious girlfriend," I replied. "Being with someone is great, but there are also perks to being single for long periods of time." "Like what?" questioned Alex "Well right now it's great for me to be completely independent and find out what I really want to do with my life, without pressures from a significant other," I said. "But I do miss the sex." "So do I," said Alex. "You and Jessie don't sleep together?" I asked. "No, Jessie was raised in a very religious home. She wants to wait until marriage to lose her virginity," he replied, "I respect her decision and I actually quite admire her for having that kind of self-discipline, but it is hard for me, having been sexually active for so long before dating her." "That's cool of you to respect her," I said, "I guess you and I are in the same boat then." "Yeah, except you're not making out daily with someone you're extremely attracted to, having to stop things just as they start getting good," Alex argued. "I guess I didn't think about that," I realized. "You must have some serious sexual frustration on your hands." "Tell me about it," he replied. I knew I had to jerk off a few times a week to stay sane and I wondered how it would be if I was dating someone that I couldn't have sex with. I would probably be beating off all the time if that were the case. "Whoa, I have to jerk off every now and then to keep from going crazy, but you must wank off every chance you get." I remarked. "Just about. I usually have at it about twice a day," he responded. "It's worse if I've been alone with Jessie. Porn definitely comes in handy these days." Alex and I spent so much time together in that basement and I didn't ever notice him beating off. I didn't normally ask my friends how often they jacked off and I didn't realize it was possible to be so consistently horny to jerk off multiple times a day for an extended period of time. For how often he jerked off, he did a good job of being discrete about it. A few days passed and I forgot about Alex' constant need for relief of sexual tension until he came in late that Saturday night after having been out with Jessie most of the day. His hair was a bit messy and I imagined things had gotten heated in the car before he came home. "You look a little hot and bothered there," I pointed out. "How was your day?" "He he, yeah, Jessie knows how to just barely cross the line before putting a hault to it," he answered. "Other than that today was good. Just a normal day out with the girlfriend. What are you watching?" The lights were on and I was on the couch watching 'Shortbus', an explicit indie film that happened to have real sex in it, one of the only mainstream movies to show penetration and cumshots. I was relaxed and in for the night, sporting running shorts and a t-shirt, the type of outfit that I normally wear to bed when I plan on working out the next morning. I turned to see that the film had cut to a very graphic orgy scene, which probably looked like some kind of indie artsy porn to him. It was no different than a tasteful porn flick. "Oh.. uh.. it's called 'Shortbus'," I stammered and then defended myself, "It's not porn. It's an indie film. A very explicit indie film." "Oh yeah, I've heard of it," he said "Is it any good?" "Yeah, it's okay," I replied. "It's mainly about this woman, who can't orgasm, on her quest to find the big O" Alex sat down and started watching the movie with me. I noticed Alex shifting around in his seat during some of the sex scenes and I figured that it was because he was getting a hard on, being completely revved up from his night out with Jessie. After a while there was a gay three-way with blowjobs and rimming. I felt a little embarrassed to be seeing an explicit gay sex scene with my close friend, but luckily it didn't last for long. I noticed that Alex reacted the same to this sex scene as he did to the other hetero scenes. "He must have a LOT of sexual energy built up," I thought. After the movie was over, Alex said, "that movie isn't too far off from the porn I like to watch." "What, like artsy amateur stuff?" I asked. "Yeah," he said. I've never been a fan of the hardcore, 'suck my cock, you bitch' shit. I like seeing normal people having normal, hot sex." For once someone felt the same way I did about porn. This wasn't overly surprising to me, since we shared a lot of the same views about equality with gender, race and sexual orientation. We both had a fairly liberal worldview and were disgusted by distasteful discrimination. It would make sense that neither of us would get off watching porn where women were dominated by growling men, treating them like sluts, choking them with their dicks, then cumming unrealistically huge loads all over their faces. "Yeah, I was thinking the same thing," I replied. "I mean, that's not why I was watching it, but I agree. I like watching normal sex between normal people. I've just been so turned off by the crazy things I've seen online that I haven't looked hard enough to find much porn that I like to watch. When I do watch porn I usually go with homemade videos that couples make." "Well I can recommend you a ton of stuff," Alex replied. "Have you ever seen 9 songs?" "Never heard of it. Is it a porno?" I asked. "It's not, but it might as well be. It's a mainstream movie with real sex like 'Shortbus', but more of it," he said "I think you'll like it. I'll go get my computer and set it up right now." I was surprised by his eagerness to share with me his stash of erotica. I had never been this open with any of my other guy friends and certainly hadn't watched porn with them. I began to feel nervous, but didn't know why. Curious Roommates Ch. 02 Alex came out with his laptop. He had changed into running shorts and an old t-shirt, probably planning on working out with me in the morning like we often did. He hooked his laptop up to the TV and brought up a file entitled '9 songs'. "There really isn't much of a story line, so I'll just jump to the good parts," said Alex. He immediately went forward to a scene where the lead guy goes down on the lead girl. There was a close up of his tongue licking all of her parts. My dick immediately began to grow and made a movement in my shorts. I wished that I had on more sturdy pants that didn't make my boner so obvious. As a tent began to grow, Alex looked down and smirked. I readjusted my dick so it was flat against my stomach, pressed down by my waistband, instead of high up in the air. "It's hard to believe it's a mainstream movie, isn't it?" Alex asked. "Yeah, I can't believe it is. It's as graphic as any porn I've seen, but very tasteful in its explicitness," I said. "And the actors are extremely attractive people, but in a normal way, not with DD breast implants and 9 inch cocks." "See? This is the kind of stuff you've been missing out on. It can be hard to find, but it's well worth it when you do," he said. I wondered why he didn't have the same problem with a hard-on forming in his shorts, but as I glanced over I realized it was because he already had a hard-on when he came out of the room. Who knows when his hard-on had formed. A few sex scenes in and the girl was giving head to the guy, whose foreskin pumped up and down over the head of his dick as she stroked him. I was cut, but had always wondered what it would be like to have a foreskin, being secretly envious of those who did, as it seemed like it would be useful, especially when jerking off or getting a hand job. I was surprised when the camera cut to wider angled shot where the girl jerked the guy to completion and the actor came onto his stomach. Out of the corner of my eye I though I saw a few twitches in Alex' pants as the actor was getting serviced. I didn't blame him. It was hot. "I wonder what it was like shooting that scene. I wonder if that was the only take of the actor cumming on his stomach or if they had to do it multiple times." I wondered aloud. "I don't know, but I bet it was fun to be the director for all of these scenes," Alex answered back. "I bet he had a raging hard on the entire time," I laughed, "I know I would." "Agreed," Alex said. "And isn't it refreshing to see a normal dick in a sex scene for once? I mean, he is well endowed, but definitely normal compared to monster cocks in hardcore porn." "Yeah, it brings everything keeps things real and doesn't make sex something it's not," I replied. "Except the foreskin for me. I don't have one of those. Do you?" It felt so casual to ask if he was cut or not, but as soon as I said it I felt self-conscious about asking about my friend's dick. "Yeah, I do. My parents didn't circumcise me or my brothers," he replied. "What's it like to be cut? Do you have to use a lot of lube all the time?" "I always use lube. If I don't my cock gets soa fast," I said "Do you not have to use lube when you jerk off?" "It's always an added bonus, but no, I don't have to. My dick is fine without it for shorter jack off sessions," Alex said. "I've always wondered what it's like to be cut." "Yeah, I've always wondered what an uncut dick feels like," I replied As soon as I said it, I realized what it sounded like and felt embarrassed. I was shy when it came to things like this and didn't want him to think I was weird for wanting to feel another guy's dick. "Uh..no... what I mean is I wonder what it would feel like to be uncut," I laughed nervously. Alex laughed, "I know what you mean. I think everyone is curious about what they don't have." He suddenly got up and sat close to me on the couch until our legs were touching. "Here," he said. And as if it was just a normal thing to do, he pulled the waistband of his shorts down and held them there, just above his balls, revealing his rock-hard dick. I was taken aback, but tried not to act like anything was out of the ordinary. His cock was standing up straight, pointing up to his face. The foreskin was retracted part of the way so that half of the head was exposed. I stared at it with curiosity. I had sometimes fantasized about feeling another guy's prick, and definitely wanted to know what it was like, but I also felt tense and nervous about it. "Feel it if you want. It doesn't bother me. We can be each other's guinea pigs." Alex said. I picked up quickly on his insinuation that he would like to feel mine as well. I had never showed another guy my dick before and somehow felt excited at the thought of it. Before exposing my own throbbing member to him, I reached across my body with my right arm and lightly touched his dick, holding the head of it with my thumb and two fingers. I pulled his foreskin down past the head and moved it back. A pool of precum had formed on the tip of his cock. I repeated the movement slowly a few times before I grabbed the entire shaft from the bottom of his dick lightly with my whole hand. The delicate manner in which I touched his cock was partly due to my nervousness and partly due to the fascination I felt. Having his dick in my hand felt surreal. It was mesmerizing how something as familiar to me as grabbing a dick felt so foreign to me with a cock that wasn't my own. It was warm in my hand. It felt warmer than when I grabbed my own cock, because the sensation in my hand wasn't connected to the sensation in the dick that I held. His dick was comparable in size to mine, but probably about a half an inch longer. I had pulled back the foreskin once more to reveal the entire head of his dick and as I pumped up his shaft to bring the foreskin back to where it was, precum oozed out of his dick down the front of his shaft. I grabbed the top of his shaft with my left hand to immobilize it. I reached with my right thumb and spread his oozing precum up and down his frenulum a few times until it dried out. I put my left hand back down. I grabbed his shaft a bit tighter with my right hand and began to stroke his foreskin up and over the head and then back down as far as it would comfortably go in a slow and deliberate motion. More precum oozed from the tip with each stroke. I knew he must be extremely horny. I used my left hand to rub the pooling precum around his frenulum and his head. "Do you always have this much precum?" I asked. "I always have some, but never this much," he replied. "It's surprisingly erotic to have you touching my dick. I've never done this with a dude before and there's something really exciting about it." "I know what you mean," I responded "It feels strange and awesome to hold another guy's prick. It's really interesting. Here." I released his cock, raised my butt off of the couch and lowered my shorts to my thighs. My rock-solid cock sprang back as it was released from my waistband and then stuck straight up in the air. I half expected Alex to return his waistband to where it was, covering his dick back up, but instead he pulled his shorts down to his thighs as well. Alex then reached over with with right hand and grabbed my dick with two of his fingers on the top on my shaft and his thumb on the bottom. He tried to move the skin of my dick up and down, but seeing that my skin was much more immobile than his own, he grabbed the bottom of my shaft with his right hand and used his left hand to push the precum that was waiting in my shaft to the surface. There was much more than I expected and it oozed down my shaft much like Alex' had done. He used my juices to stroke my frenulum up and down, like I had done to him and rubbed it around the meatus, which tickled slightly, and around the head. As he did this he stroked the base of my cock with his right hand, moving the skin up and down as far as it would go. Alex smile at me, "I'm gunna go get some lube." He came back with a bottle of baby oil and two towels. I was surprised because I didn't know exactly how long we would be feeling each other's cocks. I felt excited that he brought supplies that meant we would continue in our fun. The excitement propelled me to my feet so he could set the towel down for me to sit on. I pulled my shorts up and checked to make sure the door was locked. The excitement and nervousness was also mixed with fear that someone might walk in on us. Locking the door alleviated some of the nerves that I felt. Alex was spreading the towels over the places where we were sitting. I decided to take the plunge and took my shirt off, followed by my shorts and briefs. I realized I had never been fully nude in front of another guy before. The newness brought a novelty to this experience that continued to keep me extremely aroused. As I sat back down on the couch a bead of precum fell from the tip on my penis onto the towel I had just sat on. Alex followed suit and disrobed himself completely before returning to his seat on the left of me. Seeing Alex fully nude furthered the excitement of it all. "I don't know why, but being stark naked with someone else feels so exciting. I feel like a curious teenager again," I said. "Yeah, this reminds me of when I first discovered porn as a kid. It was so new, nerve-racking and fascinating," he replied. Curious Roommates Ch. 03 Alex grabbed the baby oil and squirted some into his hands and rubbed them together. He slid both hands over my entire dick and then on and around my balls. My pubic hair was trimmed short, as was his, and he wiped the excess oil around my groin and on my belly between my abs and my dick. It felt so good and made me shiver with excitement. "I guess my groin muscles don't get touched very often. It feels nice to have those tight muscles all around my dick rubbed," I said. I reached down with one hand and massaged my right groin muscles as I said it. "I can massage those muscles for you," he said. "It's not everyday that you are so close and exposed to someone that they can work those muscles for you." "Alright," I said eagerly. He then sat on the floor in front of me and stretched out each leg to the side, one at a time, out to the side, then placed them back on the ground. Then he motioned for me to scoot my butt out towards him and lean back on the couch. He spread my legs and put some more lube on his hands. He began with my left upper thigh about six inches from my dick. He began massaging from my upper thigh into my groin to where it reached my penis. My dick was still hot and throbbing, pointing up to the ceiling. He pushed my hard on the balls to the right as he massaged the oil into my skin and worked those muscles. He first worked the inside of my thigh into my pubes and then moved to the bottom on the leg working in towards my balls, pushing them aside to expose and massage the part where the shaft of my penis has entered my body behind my balls. As he massaged those tense, yet sensitive areas, my cock continued leaking precum, which trickled down various areas of my shaft. After about five minutes of massaging my left groin muscles, he switched to the right and repeated what he had done on the other side. After five more minutes of massaging my right side he moved to my abdomen, working my abs down to the base of my member. From focusing on my abs, he moved below and worked the area around my pubes, the whole time inadvertently moving my dick around with his forearm. Once he was done massaging my abs and groin he lifted my legs, one at a time, until my knees hit my chest, stretching my glutes and hamstrings. He then replaced my legs to the floor, spread them out wide, and pulled my even further towards him so my anus was slightly exposed. He applied more oil and began massaging my perineum. He would push my balls up towards the top of my penis and massaged the entire area between my balls and my anus. He tugged on my balls a few times, pulling my dick towards him and replacing it back to rest on my belly. I was so excited and could feel myself climb towards climax, even though he hadn't been stroking my cock at all. "Whoa, it's starting to feel really good," I informed him, "I don't want to get much closer to the edge yet" "Okay," he said let go of my balls. This was the moment when both of us acknowledged that instead of just feeling each other's cocks, we were helping each other get off. That felt like where this was headed and I was pretty sure we were both okay with that. "Have you ever played with your anus before?" Alex inquired, "It can be quite the erogenous zone." I was a bit surprised by this, yet comfortable with it. For some reason it felt like a normal thing to talk to each other about. "Yeah, sometimes I massage it when I jerk off," I answered. "Every once in a while I massage my prostate too." "Me too," replied Alex. Alex poured some oil onto my anus and wiped it off thoroughly with the towel I was sitting on. "I gotta make sure it's clean," he said with a smile. I realized that he asked me if I played with my anus because he wanted to play with it. I had never thought that I would ever be wanting another guy to finger my asshole, but I was somehow thrilled by this proposal. "Erogenous zone," Alex had said. He was further acknowledging that we were in this for the pleasure as well as to satisfy our curiosity. He then put some oil into his hands and rubbed them together. I spread my legs further apart with excitement. I was anxious to see how it felt to get my anus massaged and fingered by someone else. Alex was gentle with his touch. He began playing with my anus, gently massaging it in circular motions, then rubbing it back and forth. It was good to get the relief from stimulation to my dick, while still getting sexual stimulation somewhere else. Although this felt amazing, I knew it wouldn't make me cum. "Wow, it feels great," I said. "This is way better than doing it myself. It's an incredible feeling having someone else massage it. I don't feel relaxed when I massage it myself because I always feel like I'm straining just a bit to reach it. This is great." Alex smiled. I could see his cock twitching with excitement, dripping precum onto the carpet. He began to apply more pressure while remaining on the outside of my hole. I lifted my legs and held them up so he could have better access. After a few minutes of exterior stimulation Alex said, "I'll be right back. I need to clip and file my nails down." I knew that this was in preparation for a prostate massage and I became more excited. I lowered my legs until he came back with nail clippers in hand. After he filed down the nails on his right hand as far as he could, he grabbed the oil. I lifted my legs back up and he rubbed oil onto my anus again. He massaged my hole some more, this time applying a little more pressure and entering a little further, stopping before my tight sphincter. "Okay, relax so I can get my finger in," he requested. I bore down and as soon as I did his finger entered my anus. God, it felt good to have his finger in there. "This is great," I repeated. "It definitely isn't this enjoyable when I finger myself," I replied. Alex nodded and moved his finger in and out of my hole, massaging my prostate with the tip of his finger. As he massaged from the inside, I began leaking more precum than I ever had before, a pool of it forming on my stomach. "I thought I had a lot of precum before," I remarked. "That was nothing compared to this" Alex looked up and over, towards my abdomen. "Yeah, fingering myself usually gets my dick pretty wet," he said. After a minute or two of prostate stimulation I became excited to work Alex like he worked me. I wondered what it would be like to massage his groin and anus like he did mine. "You want me to work your muscles now?" I asked. I guess this was code for, "Can I have a turn exploring your erogenous zones too?" since this is what I really wanted. "Yeah!" Alex answered. I could tell he was extremely excited, but didn't want to sound too eager. As he moved to the towel he had laid down for himself I got to my knees in front of him. It was cool to see his dick up close like this. I had never been this close to a throbbing hard-on before. The head of his penis was wet from all of his leaking juices. I grabbed the oil, squirted a generous amount into my hands, and began rubbing it all around his groin, moving his dick around with my arms as I did so. I treated him to the same experience that he had treated me, working one side of his inner leg and groin, then the other. Working his abs and pubes was thrilling. I consciously moved his cock back and forth as I did so. I applied more pressure on the area just above his shaft, my hands reaching down to cup around the bottom of his shaft and balls. As I did this he let out a short, quiet moan. Continued this motion from palms down to massage his lower most abs to cupping all around his dick and balls. He breathed a little bit heavier out of pleasure. I stretched his hamstrings like he had stretched mine and pulled his buttocks towards me, exposing his anus. I began massaging all of his perineum, tugging on his balls a few times. He gasped and exhaled slowly each time I did this. After a few minutes he said, "You better slow down tugging on my balls. I don't want to get much closer yet." "Okay, I'm gunna go clip my nails real quick." I was excited to feel his hole. I clipped and filed some of my nails and cleaned his anus with oil and a towel. I squirted more oil directly onto his hole, catching the excess with my left hand. I began rubbing the oil all around his hole before focusing just on his anus. I began rubbing the outside of his hole. "You're right," he said, "this feels so much better than when I do it myself." I had never had this intimate of an experience with a man. Although I didn't have interest in kissing him or being romantic with him, it was so very exciting to pleasure him. I continued massaging his anus for a minute or two, feeling it loosen up as I worked it. "Okay, you ready?" I asked. In response, he bore down and my finger slid easily into his hole. He seemed to really like it, his cock twitching as my finger passed his sphincter. His prostate felt a little bit bigger than mine. Previous to right now, I would have thought it disgusting to insert my finger into another dude's hole, but this completely thrilled and fascinated me. It was once again surreal to be feeling the inside of a rectum without feeling a finger in my own ass. I continued to slowly and gently massage his prostate, moving my finger in and out of his hole. "This is amazing," exclaimed Alex, "I've never had someone one else do this to me and I can't believe how exciting it is. It feels so good." "I completely agree," I said. I grabbed his dick with my free hand and pulled it towards me, stroking slowly as I did so. He gasped.