Date: Mon, 17 Dec 2018 12:38:29 -0500
From: faultyfurnace@gmail.com
Subject: Drunk Straight Roommate part 1

	The first time we hooked up, it completely spontaneous, but in
truth that Summer had been leading up to it in some ways. We were living in
a crowded house, so we split the basement. I took the small pocket room,
just big enough for my bed and a small shelf, while he slept in the larger
finished basement room it was attached to, keeping an area as common
space. We got along well, hanging out pretty often, drinking and smoking,
so the arrangement worked out fine. We hung out down there all the time,
chilling on the couch in our underwear and watching TV. The heat was an
excuse we used but we both enjoyed the casualness of it, and I certainly
enjoyed the view of his underwear encased bulge. His boxer briefs revealed
what looked to be a thick cock and large set of balls. His legs were
slender but muscular, covered in light brown hair. His chest and stomach
were pretty toned from his work outdoors, a small patch of hair in the
center of his chest and around his small brown nipples, widening into a
large fuzzy crop on his stomach. Just above his waistband I could see a
glimpse of a wild looking bush. His forearms had heavy dusting of fur on
them, and he kept a big bushy beard along with his thick, wavy hair. He was
a little short, about 5'8", but I found it to be adorable, and in fact,
rather hot.

	The night in question started out normal; smoking some joints,
drinking beers. For some reason we kept drinking that night, never really
stopping, ending up with both of us wasted, chain smoking cigarettes and
talking about insignificant shit. Just drunk talk. I may have been feeling
extra horny that night, or I was just genuinely curious to the answer, but
at a certain lull in the conversation I just turned to him and said,

	"Dude, have you ever hooked up with a guy?"

	"No man, but... maybe tonight's the night?" My eyes shot up,
staring at him. He was grinning widely, legs spread out on his seat and the
beginning of an erection showing.

	"Really man??" I asked him, a little incredulous.

	"I mean yeah, bro. It's just a bit of experimenting, and we're like
best friends."

	"Well alright then, let's get back downstairs then."

	We drunkenly stumbled back inside and downstairs, dicks painfully
stiff in our shorts, grabbing another beer on the way. When we got into the
basement, we shucked off our shorts,, rolling into bed and downing the
beers. He just looked at me and smiled before pulling his underwear out,
his stiff cock slapping back onto his stomach.

	"Well there it is," he chuckled, a little nervously it sounded
like. It was beautiful. Perfectly straight, the shaft was thick, rising 8
inches to a wide, mushroom shaped head with a pronounced ridge around
it. His balls hung low and heavy in their hairy wrinkled sac, and the whole
package was crowned with a thick and wild bush of hair. I slowly reach out
to take hold of it, grasping the column of warm flesh in hand, feeling the
soft skin over the hard rod. He let out a small gasp of air when i wrapped
my fingers around it, slowly stroking up to the head which I massaged and
toyed with. He reached a hand down to my clothed erection, groping my cock
tentatively. I moaned my appreciation, and bent my head down to his chest,
taking one of his erect nipples into my mouth and gently nibbling and
sucking on it. This earned a low moan from him. Our motions with each other
were unrushed; he was inexperienced and I wanted to match his pace for the
time being.

	Before long, our moans and sighs became heavier, and he began to
leak precum all over my slowly moving hand, adding slickness to my motions
and a wet, smacking sound. I looked up from his chest, directly into his
eyes, and began to get up and move between his legs. Kneeling between them,
I stripped out of my underwear, throwing them to a corner and letting my
own 7 and a half inches bounce into view. His eyes filled with a drunken
lust at the sight.

	I settled my face down in between his legs, and began to nibble and
liken each thigh, getting closer and closer with each swipe of my tongue to
his giant cock. When I reached his thick bush, I sniffed deeply, inhaling
the sweaty musk of an unwashed, virile young man, a testosterone laden
smell cut through with cigarettes and booze. I licked his balls with my
side tongue, at which he moaned deeply, before taking them both into my
mouth and sucking, licking, and rolling them around.

	"Dude, nobody's taken care of my balls like that man. Fuck, it
feels good."

	Keeping the suction on them as I pulled off, they fell out of my
mouth with an audible pop, making him shudder in delight.

	"That's a shame. I love big balls man, and these are some of the
biggest I've seen," I said to him, reaching one hand up to trace small
circles on his hairy stomach, now matted with precum. I hefted them in my
free hand, rolling them around. "Bet you shoot big loads too, buddy."

	He grinned and said, "Guess you'll just have to find out."

	Without breaking eye contact with him, I bent his rigid dick back
from where it lay in his stomach, bending in to lick the fat head, swirling
my tongue in his piss slit, drinking down the huge amount of precum he was
leaking. I sucked hard on his head, working my lips around the ridge,
before popping it out of my mouth and moving to lick the length of his
dick. After getting it nice and dripping, I proceeded to take the whole
length of the shaft on my throat, nestling my nose in his musky
bush. Looking him in the eyes, I swallowed deep, my throat muscles
clenching around his sensitive head and several inches of his long
shaft. He hissed and then groaned deeply, looking me in the eyes, his face
flush from excitement.I pulled back, and began a slow deep throat, one hand
kneading his balls and the other pinching his nipples. He put his hands on
my head, not to push me onto his cock, but to hold, and started caressing
my hair.

	After a few minutes of this, he pulled my head off of him, saying,

	"I want to try sucking your cock." I almost came just hearing that.

	I got up from between his legs, laying on my back next to him,
gently fondling his cock while he groped mine. He smiled at me, and got
down between my hairy legs. He leaned in, grasping my rod and giving a deep
whiff before taking a hesitant lick. He must have decided he liked what he
tasted, because he began running his tongue around my head, licking up my
precum and gently suckling on it. He began to move his mouth down on my
cock, slowly taking an inch or so at a time. I wasn't as thick as him, or
quite as long, but was still pretty big, so it wasn't easy going for him as
a first time cocksucker. He gagged and choked a few times, his mouth
stuffed with my cock, before pulling off and getting some air. He'd taken
about 5 inches.

	"Fuck man," he coughed, "How'd you take all my cock? I couldn't
even get all of yours."

	"Just practice man," I winked. He just smiled back at me,
continuing to pump my cock. He moved his head farther down and began to lap
at my hairy balls, getting them nice and wet before taking them in his
mouth. I groaned above him,

	"Mmm love how you suck my balls man," to which he just grunted in
acknowledgment, his mouth too full to answer. He worked me like this for a
few minutes, before getting up and kneeling between me, grasping our spit
slick cocks together and jacking them off. On his upper stroke he would
mash and knead our heads together, mixing together the precum we were both
leaking so much of. I interlaced my fingers with his around our cocks,
enjoying this wet frottage and moaning and grunting together. I put my arms
around his neck and pulled him down, touching our foreheads together and
looking him in the eyes before leaning up for a kiss.

	He was hesitant at first, but soon started opening his mouth to me,
allowing my tongue to slip inside and press against his. Our kiss grew
feverish, our tongues wrestling and thrusting deep into our mouths,
grunting and breathing heavily into each other. His full beard brushed
sensually against my shorter stubble, our cocks still forced together by
our hands. He let his body rest against me, and I hugged him, rolling him
onto his back, taking advantage of his small frame. He groaned lustily when
I lay my weight on top of him, our hairy chests pressed together and our
cocks jabbing into each others stomachs.

	"Dude this is amazing," he said, before going in for another sloppy
makeout session.

	I didn't say anything in response, just got up off of him and moved
down between his legs. I grabbed them and bent them upwards towards his
chest, looking him in the eyes as I moved back down to his balls. He got
the cue and held them up for me, allowing me to start massaging his bubble
butt while giving his hefty sac another sucking. He was moaning low, and
constantly with every swirl of my tongue against his balls. Before long I
popped them out of my mouth before moving in to sniff his taint, giving it
a long slow swipe with my tongue. His crack was hairy, and gave off the
hottest funk, the smell of a sexed up, sweaty man. Pulling his ample cheeks
apart I could see his pink hole, tight folds of flesh set in a tangled
forest of black hair. I breathed directly onto it, watching it twitch at
the sensation of air. Leaning in closer I sniffed deeply, and slowly traced
around his asshole with just the tip of my tongue. I heard a sharp intake
of breath from above. Looking up at him I could see a look of confused
horniness in his eyes.

	"You ever been rimmed buddy?" I asked him.

	He just shook his head no, with wide eyes, and, winking at him, I
moved into start slowly eating his ass. Licking and sucking around his
hole, and up his taint to the base of his cock and sensitive sac, I started
to wet down the thick thatch of hair, and moisten the tight hole. He was
moaning again, more loudly this time, and reached a hand down to ruffle my
hair and grab my shoulders. I started eating him out more wildly, adding
plenty of spit and focusing my energies directly on his hole, feeling the
flesh slacken with my stimulation. I pointed my tongue and began to slowly
work it into his hole, feeling the tight ring begin to give way
slightly. He stated groaning more heavily now, a guttural moan punctuated
by higher pitched yelps of pleasure as my tongue worked it's way in. He
grabbed his cock and started jacking off, but I grabbed his hand to stop
him.

	I grabbed him by the waist, pulling him up higher and spreading his
ass cheek further, also angling him so his cock was poised almost directly
above his face. I spat directly onto his twitching asshole before diving
back in, spearing it with my tongue. He groaned at that. I then stuck a
finger down towards his mouth, and he began to lick and suck on it, before
I brought it back up and began to slowly slide it in, circling the
perimeter of his sphincter and massaging the tight muscle loose. While
doing this I looked him in the eyes and slowly jacked his thick cock, globs
of his precum occasionally belching out onto the bottom of his beard. I
popped my finger through his sphincterer, sliding it home in one motion,
earning a whining moan from him. Finiding his prostate, I began to tap
against it, swirling my finger around. His precum came out in a steady
stream, and I began humping him faster as I started to finger fuck him.

	"Oh fuck man, that feels so fucking good!" he cried out. "I never
knew it would feel like this!"

	"That's your prostate man, it's like the male G-spot," I replied as
I massaged it from the inside. His stilll tight asshole was clenching and
pulling at my finger as I sped up my pace. I pulled it out quickly, causing
him to moan almost painfully, before sliding two fingers into him. He
groaned more loudly at the increased thickness in his ass, which
retightened around my digits but then began to loosen again. He was moaning
and cursing under his breath as I worked his prostate, his already girthy
cock thickening with each throb, an angry looking dick that was as hard as
steel. His huge balls were beginning to tighten around his base, indicating
he was almost ready to blow.

	"Buddy I'm gonna fucking come if you keep that up," he growled at
me.

	I looked him in the eyes, and just said,

	"Come for me man," continuing to fuck him hard and fast with my
fingers, another hand kneading his balls and the other pinching his erect
nipples. His grunting increased in pace, the motion of my fingers causing
his stiff rod to bounce up and down. As he began huffing and puffing
faster, I added a third finger to his hole, stretching the tight little bud
even further than before.

	He began to cry out and whine, and his untouched cock began spewing
cum. As his tight ring clenched hard against my fingers, I could feel his
prostate expand against them with each shot.

	"Oh fuck man oh fuck oh fuck I'm fucking cumming!" he screamed and
whimpered. I counted 10 shots of thick, white cum erupt from his flared
cockhead, splattering against his face with an audible smack and laying on
his full beard. As his orgasm came down, I continued to slowly massage his
asshole, and he lay there growling and flushed, covered in sweat, his eyes
closed and his handsome face covered in his own cum.

	I bent his legs back down, pulling my fingers out, at which he gave
a whorish grunt, and straddled his chest, jerking my own cock above his
face. He looked up at me with pleading eyes, saying,

	"Do it man."

	I began to shoot my load all over him, my first shot landing in his
hair and the following shots painting his face and beard. My cum mixed with
his, running down his noe and cheeks, and thick globs covering his beard.

	I collapsed on top of him after crying out my cum, and began to
lick his face clean, sucking the strands up out of his beard, collecting
all of our cum in my mouth. I leaned over his face and let the collected
loads fall out into his open mouth before going in for a hot post orgasm
makeout, snowballing our loads together, and moaning into our mouths.

	It was late and we were fucked up, so we decided to go to bed.

	"You wanna sleep in my bed man?" I asked him, hoping he would say
yes.

	"Mmm yeah, I'm too fucked up to move right now," he said. I wrapped
him in my arms as we lay on our side, holding him close against me, my
restiffening cock nestled in his muscular buttcheeks, and wrapping one of
my arms around his waist, gently making circles in his stomach hair and
occasionally grazing the top of his pubic hair and the base of his cock. As
we drifted off to sleep, I heard him mutter,

	"Thanks for showing me this man... I had a great time."

	I just sighed heavily into his ear, and as we fell asleep, I hoped
this wouldn't be a one time thing.