Date: Thu, 27 May 2021 11:43:51 +0000 (UTC)
From: Writer Guy <writerguy83@yahoo.com>
Subject: Nick (Adult Friends)

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My sister and her boyfriend moved into my apartment when they both lost
their jobs. The restaurant they worked at had closed and since they were
already behind on rent, they decided to cut their losses and my sister
asked if they could move in for a while. I agreed, on the condition that
they both continued to look for work. I had a smallish 2-bedroom
apartment and I used the extra room as an office for my own work from
home job, but I was fine moving my stuff into the master.

Everything went pretty smoothly for the first few weeks. I generally
worked mornings until around 4pm and they were both out of the house,
looking for jobs. My sister, Sabrina, actually found a job waiting tables
within a couple of weeks. She mostly worked the closing shifts and
wouldn't get home until late at night. Her boyfriend, Nick, wasn't as
lucky. Even though he applied at a lot of places, he didn't get any call
backs.

The fighting started a few weeks after they moved in. Sabrina was upset
that Nick still hadn't found a job and even though she knew he was
looking, it caused friction. I came out of my bedroom one morning to find
that Nick had slept on the sofa. When I walked into the living room, he
was snoring softly. He must have been restless in the night, because he
had thrown his blanket off and was laying there in his boxers, on his
side, facing the back of the sofa.

Nick was a good-looking guy. Tall, around 6'4, and lanky. He had nice
muscles even though he never worked out. Since he was tall, he didn't
exactly fit on the sofa, so he was curled up with his ass jutting out.
Being an ass man, I took a few seconds to admire it before continuing
into the kitchen to make coffee and get the day started. I had been
rummaging around for a few minutes when I heard the floor creak and
glanced up to see Nick entering, wiping sleep from his eyes.

"Morning", he said. He took a few steps into the kitchen and sat down
at the bar, yawning.

"How'd you sleep? That couch can't be comfortable to sleep on for
someone as tall as you." I finished filling the coffee maker with water
and started the brew cycle.

"It wasn't too bad, actually", he replied. "Besides, I'd rather
sleep there than listen to your sister bitch and moan all night." He
looked at me and grinned.

I grabbed a couple of mugs from the cabinet and set them on the bar.
"Yea, I've heard you guys a couple of times. Everything good?"

"She's still pissed I haven't found a job yet. I keep telling her that
it's not my fault, but she thinks that since she found something so
fast, I must be doing something wrong. Last night, I made the mistake of
telling her she got a job so fast because she's hot and she took it to
mean that I didn't think she had any other redeeming qualities. Hence,
the couch." He shook his head and let out a sigh.

The coffee maker beeped and I grabbed the pot and poured us both a cup
and sat down on the stool next to him. "Sorry to hear that, man. I know
you didn't mean it that way, but you know how my sister can be. As far
as a job, she knows you are trying and I'm sure this will blow over once
you land something." I reached over and patted his shoulder.

"Thanks", he said. "Fighting about the job situation is only part of
it though. Since we moved in, and I'm super grateful by the way, it's
been hard to you know...get private time..." he trailed off.

I grinned. "You mean sex? What about when she gets home? I don't need
to know details about my sisters sex life, but I go to bed pretty early
and you guys have all night."

"When she gets home, she says she is tired and just wants to shower and
go to bed. To be honest, last night on the couch I was so over it, I had
to take matters in my own, ugh, hand." He chuckled. "Sorry." He
flashed me that grin again.

I mocked being shocked and clutched my imaginary pearls. "Oh my! Now
what kind of host would I be if I left you to fend for yourself? This
house is full service, emphasis on service." I laughed and finished my
coffee. "For real, I don't want to find any stains on my couch. Use the
shower like a normal guy!" I stood up and put my cup in the sink. "I
know it will all work out. I have to get ready for work. Good look on the
hunt today and if you need anything, just knock on my door."

***************

A few hours later, he did just that. Sabrina had already left to work a
double and Nick had come back from pounding the pavement. I was finishing
up some work stuff and was about to break for lunch when he knocked. I
called out for him to come in.

"Hey, man", he said, entering my room, "I was gonna do some laundry
and wanted to see if you wanted me to throw any of your stuff in?"

"Um, sure, that would be great actually. I was going to do it later, but
if you're doing it now, let me just grab some stuff from my bathroom."
I stood up from my desk and went to get my hamper. "I'll just bring it
out to the washer in a second if you want to go ahead and get it going."

"Cool", he replied and headed back out the door. I grabbed my hamper
and carried it out into the hall. The washer and dryer were located
between the 2 bedrooms, tucked away in a little closet. Nick was sorting
through his clothes, putting them into piles. I sat my hamper down and
started sorting as well. Once he finished, he took off his shirt and
started undoing his pants.

"You don't mind if I throw what I'm wearing in, do you?" He didn't
wait for me to answer and continued pushing his pants down. After
removing them from his feet, he stood there in just his underwear and
man, did they look "full".

"No, not at all. You do you", I laughed. "Besides, it's just us
here." I peeled my eyes away from his super enticing basket and
refocused on sorting my clothes.

"Great!", he replied. "Then you won't mind if I throw these in too?"
Glancing at him, I saw that he had hooked his thumbs into his underwear
and was slowly lowering them. I didn't say anything, just shook my head
`no'.

`What the fuck is happening', I thought, as I watched him lower his
underwear. He slid them down slowly, not in a seductive way, but
definitely slow enough to be putting on a show. His dark pubes appeared
first, curly and unruly. He obviously didn't manscape that area. Then I
saw his cock as he pulled the underwear down. My mouth instantly watered.
It was a beauty. Soft, it was still thick as fuck and hung down over his
hairy, lemon sized balls. He finished pulling his underwear down and off
and tossed them into the washer. Standing up straight, he put his hands
on his hips and grinned at me.

"Uh...", I didn't even know what to say. My own dick was quickly
becoming rock hard in my pants, though.

"Look", he said, "Brina and I haven't had sex in weeks. I don't
usually play with guys and I've never cheated on your sister, but man,
I'm fucking horny. I heard gay guys give the best head, so if you want
it and it can stay between us, you can suck it."

Two thoughts went through my head at the same time. One, I didn't want
to help my sister's boyfriend cheat on her. And two, I really wanted to
suck his cock.

I didn't say anything. I got down on my knees right there in the hallway
and grabbed onto his thighs. He sighed, like he had been waiting a long
time. I pushed him towards the laundry closet and turned him so that his
ass rested against the dryer. Leaning forward, I opened my mouth and
slurped in his still soft cock.

"Oh man!", he sighed. "It's been so long! Suck it!" He put his hands
on my hand and pulled me further onto his hardening cock. I could feel it
getting bigger in my mouth as I savored the taste of him on my tongue.
Within a few seconds, he was hard and I had to pull off a bit so I
didn't choke. His cock wasn't especially long, but it was fat as fuck.
Definitely a mouth full. I pulled back until just the head was in my
mouth and I suckled on it, while reaching for his balls.

"Damn", he moaned. "That feels incredible! Keep sucking on the head
and play with my balls." It turned me on immensely that he was directing
me, telling me how to pleasure him. I started rubbing his low hanging
balls, pulling them and fondling them with my hand. I tasted his precum
on my tongue. It was salty and bitter and I ran my tongue all over the
head, coaxing more out.

"It's been a while since I got head so I won't last long", he
muttered above me. I figured. I had sucked a few straight guys and they
never lasted too long. With the hand that was fondling his balls, I used
one finger to slide between his ass cheeks, in search of his hole.

"Yea, keep doing that! Play with my hole!" He seemed to like what I was
doing back there. I pulled off his cock.

"Hop up on the dryer", I told him.

"Huh?" He looked dazed.

I stood up. "Sit on top of the dryer. I want to do something." He gave
me a funny look but then jumped up, and slid back on top of the dryer,
legs hanging off. I stood in front of him and grabbed his legs around the
ankles and lifted them up, putting his feet on the dryer as well. He was
so tall that there was very little room, but enough to get him in the
position I was after. Once his feet were on the dryer, I grabbed him by
the hips and pulled him forward.

"Lean back against the wall", I told him. He complied and once against
the wall, I pulled his ass to the front of the dryer. I stepped back and
took a look. Damn. There he was in all his glory. Leaned back against the
wall, spread eagle on top of the dryer. His ass was open and I could see
his hole. Hairy and red. It looked delicious. Getting back on my knees, I
was at the perfect height. His hole and my mouth were directly in
line.Before I leaned forward, he realized what was about to happen and
moaned loudly. I figured no one had ever eaten him out. I was going to
enjoy this meal.

Grabbing his cock in one hand, I leaned forward and kissed his asshole. I
could feel his heavy balls on my nose. His hole was pliant and squishy. I
gave it a couple more kisses while jerking him then started using my
tongue to lick all around it. Nick was steadily moaning and starting
pushing his ass towards my face. Letting go of his cock, I grabbed his
ass in both hands and wrenched his cheeks apart and sucked his entire
hole into my mouth.

"Oh God, oh FUCK!", he moaned. "Fuck fuck eat it!" He grabbed me by
the back of the head and pulled me further into his ass. "Eat my
asshole! Eat that butt, man!" I sucked on his pucker, swirling my tongue
all around his now puffy asslips, coaxing it open. I felt his balls
bouncing on my nose and knew he was beating his cock while I devoured his
asshole.

I drove my tongue into his loosening hole and he let out a guttural moan.
His hand was still on the back of my head, not letting loose. I pushed my
tongue into him as far as I could, wiggling it around, tasting his
delicious ass cavern. As his jerking pace increased, I started pushing in
and out of his hole with my tongue, fucking him with it.

"I'm gonna cum! I'm almost there!", he shouted. I pushed myself back
from his ass. I wanted that cum. Quickly standing up, I grabbed his dick
in one hand and started jerking him while leaning forward to suck. With
my other hand, I started rubbing his soaking wet hole. I went all the way
down on his cock, burying it in my throat and simultaneously pushed my
finger into his asshole. That's all it took.

"Oh HOLY FUCK!", Nick shouted as his load started emptying into me. I
could feel the cum hitting the back of my throat as his cock pulsed in my
hand. His hole clenched and released on my finger and I continued fucking
it in and out of him while I swallowed his jizz. He was breathing
raggedly and moaning and I just kept sucking. His cock soon started to
deflate and I gave it once last squeeze and slurp before releasing it
from my mouth. I slowly pulled my finger from his ass and stood up
straight. Grabbing a dirty tee shirt off the floor, I used it to start
wiping down his crotch. He was soaked in saliva and sweat. He let his
legs drop down as I tossed the shirt in the washer. As I reached out to
give him a hand off the dryer, I heard the front door open and close.

"Hey guys, are you here?", I heard my sister call out.

Nick looked me right in the eye and mouthed "Run!"