It had been a long summer. It was spent back at my childhood home and except for a few visits to old friends I hadn’t been getting up too much. Most of my time was spent in the gym or getting a head start for my final year at college. I was looking forward to getting back into things so I decided to book my return flights 2 weeks early.
I’d been seeing this girl before the summer, mostly a casual thing, meeting up every now and then to fuck. I liked having it that way, no strings attached, and she could ease my pent up sexual frustration. Since I was young I’ve had a crazy high sex drive, and as a result of that I would always make sure that I had a girl on the go. Unfortunately for me, the way things played out over the summer meant I hadn’t had sex in months.
So that was what was on my mind as I boarded the plane. Just another week or two and college would start up again, and with that I could get my rocks off. Either with the girl I was seeing or some new one, off tinder or from the club. The plane departed and as it was cruising high up in the skies I fell asleep, filled with anticipation for the next few weeks.
I arrived back at my flat, suitcase in hand. As I opened the door my roomie came to greet me. He was a little shorter than me with blue eyes and pale skin.
“Heeey, you’re back!” he exclaimed, “It’s been so long”
“It’s been a while, good to be back” I responded.
We embraced, and I could tell from his smiles and laughter that he was happy that I was back. It wasn’t long before we were catching up with what had been going on over the summer. I told him about my rather dull holidays and sexual frustration. He gave me a quick sideways look when I explained how I needed to fuck soon or I’d go crazy. I asked how his last few months had been. Earlier in the summer he had been seeing a guy, but it turned out that he was a total psycho. I felt a tinge of sadness, my roomie hadn’t been lucky with the guys he had been with. Either they turned out to be mentally unstable or they were pretty much useless in bed.
That evening I rolled myself a little joint from some weed that had I hidden away. I went out onto the balcony to smoke it and brought a few cans of beer with me. My roomie doesn’t smoke but I invited him out to have a few drinks. It was a small balcony and I could just about sit comfortably on the floor of it with my feet against the bottom of the railing.
We talked for a bit until the topic inevitably led to sex.
“The girl I’m seeing wont be back for another week and a half, a mans got needs you know” I joked.
My roomie gave a little laugh and responded, “Poor you, must be so hard going two months without sex”
“This is no laughing matter, it’s a serious health issue, I could go crazy you know” I took a sip from my beer and gave him a little smile.
We kept talking and the weed and alcohol was having its effect. As he was chatting away my mind wandered off on its own. I knew he had always been interested in me. Asking the girls I slept with how big my dick was and always having a sneaky look when I got home from the gym and out of the shower, all the while thinking I didn’t know.
As I was sitting there I felt horny, as I had all summer. That all too familiar ache appeared again and I started getting hard. My roomie kept talking while I was thinking how the solution to my problems could be sitting right next to me.
“Listen, how about you suck my dick?” I said, interrupting whatever discussion he thought we were having.
My roomie stopped mid sentence, shocked into silence.
I explained further, “Now this doesn’t mean anything, this is just you doing me a favor. I’m not gonna return it, I just need someone to empty my balls for me.”
My roomie looked at me, then down to the bulge in my pants. Still sitting there in silence, but I could see him blushing and his eyes were wide with wonder.
“So I’m gonna go to my room now, and if you want you can come and suck my dick”
I stood up and opened the balcony door. As I went in I could hear my roomie whisper “oh fuck” to himself. I went to my bedroom, undressed and and lay down on the bed. I wrapped my hands around my cock and all the while thinking if my roomie would let me use him like this. My question was soon answered when I heard a knock on the door. I told him he could come in.
He looked at me and said “I really fucking want this, you have no idea”
“Now you know this is just you doing me a favor, I’m using you so I can finally get a release,” I responded, as I took of the duvet and pushed it onto the floor.
He looked down at my rock hard dick and his mouth opened just a little with lust. As if he was already imagining how my cock would feel inside his mouth.
“I knew it,” he said to himself, looking at the size of my dick.
I sat up in the bed and motioned for him to come over. He eagerly complied and went to the end of my bed, crawling up onto it.
“Lick my balls,” I told him as he put one into his mouth and starting sucking, using his tongue to play with it before switching his attention over to the other one. I couldn’t quite believe that I was making this happen. I’d never thought I would have another man, let alone my roomie, satisfy me. I felt shots of pleasure radiating outwards as he hungrily played with my balls in his mouth. I let out a groan, it had been too long since I felt this.
I pulled his head back by his hair while holding the shaft of my cock with my other hand. I lead his head over my cock and pushed down. I filled his mouth with hard dick and his lips reached just a little over half way down. With my hands on the back of his head I guided him to take some more of my cock every time I pushed in. I could feel the back of his throat, he’d obviously done this before and he was lustfully sucking hard as I penetrated deeper and deeper. Precum and saliva began to dribble out of his mouth as I started to fuck his face. I could feel an intense orgasm start to build up and I tilted my head back and listen to the wet sound of me shoving my dick down his throat. His lips were tightly enveloped around my shaft and he let out moans of desire as he tried his best to please me.
“I’m gonna cum hard,” I told him, letting him get ready for the load I was about to squirt into his mouth.
As if he took it as encouragement he started to work harder, trying to take all of me inside his mouth and throat. I felt I was getting close, I gave him some help so he could take all of me and the vibrations from his moaning was enough to send me over the edge. He sucked hard as my cock started pulsating my cum down his throat and with every deep suck I shot another load. When I was finished, he kept my cock in his mouth eagerly sucking the last remnants of cum. He used his tongue to play with the head of my cock, teasing out the last few drops.
My whole body relaxed, months of frustration dissipated. I looked down on my roomie.
“Cheers, I think it’s time for you to go to bed” I said while his head was still between my legs.
He looked up, a little disappointed that more wasn’t going to happen, but he knew the deal. I motioned towards the door and he got up and left.
That night I heard loud groans from his bedroom next door, he was clearly fucking himself, filled with desire from the events of the night.
I decided then that this wasn’t the last time I was going to use him.
