Date: Mon, 20 Nov 2023 16:41:30 +0100
From: john skehan <cajunboi868@gmail.com>
Subject: my first apartment

My first apartment
cajuncock

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It'd been 7 months since my college graduation and I was still living
with my parents. Worst yet my mom could not resist listening in on all my
phone calls. I could hear when she lifted the receiver. I had talked to
my dad about her behavior. But he seemed to not care. I told him that now
that I had a car I would start looking for a place of my own. I did not
bother to confront mom figuring I'd get the old line "my house my rules".
  The first week I searched for the local free paper. There were few if
any in my price range. I'd just started a new job teaching a few months
earlier. I had decided that a roommate situation was not what I wanted so
I focused on small studio places for rent. I did have some savings from
an account I'd opened after graduation when I found out that my mother
had forged my signature on a number of checks. I'd also opened a post
office box for my mail. Both of these did not go unnoticed by my mother.
She fumed but was unable to protest since the issue of the forged
signatures would have to come up.
  The first furnished places I looked at were not to my liking. It was
depressing until a co-worker suggested I go to a local laundromat to
check out the bulletin board. BINGO! There were three for rent ads there.
I called the first two but the places had already been let. I called the
third. A very masculine voice answered. I asked about the ad and
discovered it was still available. I got the address and rushed over. It
was a basement studio in one of the townhouses. It was close enough to
work that I could bike over to the school. The area was newly gentrified
and close to the new subway line. I asked about the rent knowing that the
ad may have been there for a while. When I finally found the house the
man who answered the door was an impressive black guy in his 30s I could
guess. He warmly shook my hand and offered me a coffee. Over the coffee
he explained that he had inherited the house from a relative and would
like to rent out the basement apartment that his relative had lived in.
Again we talked of the rent. He wanted just enough to cover any added
utilities and some of the tax. He took me down to the basement pointing
out the laundry room that I would have access to as part of the rent.
  It was a simple one room place with a small bathroom with a shower and
an equally small kitchen. He commented on the fact that his late uncle
was single so rented out the upper house. But now his nephew would be
living there. He asked about my employment and I told him of my new
teaching job which he seemed to approve of. I asked about a deposit and
he said that since teachers did not make a lot he's forgo that as long as
I promised not to leave in the coming year. I signed a lease and handed
him a check for the first month's rent. He asked when I might move in. I
told him of my situation and agreed that the end of the next week would
suit us both.
   For the next four days I packed all of my things in boxes. I gave my
dad my new address as well as giving my bank and the post office a change
of address. I asked dad if he could keep that info to himself for a
while. Friday night we packed both cars with the boxes and I was gone. My
mom wanted to know where to forward my mail but I told her that I'd taken
care of that already.
  I was unpacking the boxes when the new landlord knocked on the front
door with a bottle of wine and a cooked meal in his hands. He told me
that he thought I'd need them. We talked as we drank the wine and shared
the food. It turned out that he was also single and had been living with
his own parents. He thought that was why his uncle had left the place for
him. We both shared that we were not party people with his job requiring
much travel. As we talked I could not but notice his filled crotch in his
tight gym shorts. His t-shirt also was filled with evidence that he had a
gym membership. I complimented him on his good shape and asked if there
was a gym nearby. He told me that he swam at the local pool but also had
exercise equipment in his bedroom to help maintain his body. He suggested
that I might want to get a pool membership so he'd have someone to swim
with. He offered to let me exercise at home with him if I wanted.
  The first weeks were busy with school work and setting up my new home.
I'd see Ted, my landlord coming and going. He did invite me to join him
to watch football on Sunday. I accepted figuring it was the polite thing
to do. I picked up a couple of six packs of beer for the game. A little
before game time I went upstairs to join him. He'd laid out some snacks
and we settled down to the game on the TV. We'd both chosen to wear
college sweatshirts and cut off jeans. It was only the second time I'd
been in his home since moving into the basement apartment. I did notice
some artistic photos decorating all the walls. It turned out that he was
a photographer, semi-professional. There were many male nudes of his
work. When I complimented him he asked if he might take a few shots of me
since I had such a good body. I told him that perhaps after the game and
a few more beers it might be possible.
  Well there were two games that afternoon and lots of beers. By the end
of the second game I had agreed on the photo shoot. We went up to the
second floor to a small studio he'd set up. He told me to remove all of
my clothes. He said that he'd do the same if that would make me more
comfortable. We both got naked as he set up the two cameras and the
lights. There was a single bed as a prop behind which were some white
drapes. He took a few shots of me standing there. Then told me to lay
across the bed for a few more. As I lay there I could not help but notice
that his cock had hardened into a good sized monster of uncut meat. I
smiled nodding to the obvious distraction. He joked telling me that it
often happened when he did shots of models and not to worry, he said
"That it didn't bite, unless.." He took some more shots as I noticed that
my own cock was stiff now.
  He turned off the lights and set the cameras away telling me that when
the shots were developed he'd give me a set for my place. He nodded down
at my now very hard erection asking "Does this not happen a lot or just
for me?" I confessed that my sex life was pretty slow these days. He
laughed saying "I don't see why. You've got some nice equipment hanging
there." Neither of us had dressed yet so we were two naked, hard men
staring silently at each other. He reached out his arms to me and I fell
into his grasp. He kissed my neck as our bodies and hard cocks rubbed
against each other. I moaned softly, a gentle whimpering being my only
reaction. He whispered "I guess that you've not had much experience?" I
whimpered "Not with me nor women either." He took my hand and lead me to
his bedroom saying "We'll have to take care of that, or at least part of
that right now." He kissed my lips,at first softly then with an increased
passion. I held him tight against my body. Our hard cocks struggled
against each other wet with our juices. He pushed me back onto the bed
kissing my shoulders then moving down my body to gently nibble on my
hairy nipples. I thrashed on the bed crying out my need, my intense
pleasure. He moved back up to whisper "I'm clean and would love to fill
you with my seed making you carry a part of me inside you. Please give me
a chance?" I whimpered a soft "Yes!"
   He moved back down my body to engulf my cock to the root. He pushed my
legs back to expose my pulsing hole. He whispered "Baby, I'm going to
take you places that you'd never imagined all night long. Baby, I intend
to make you feel so good tonight that no other man will ever be able to
satisfy you in bed." For the next two hours he kept his promise. I'd
never in my dreams ever imagined such intense pleasures. He brought me to
the edge so many times that I lost count. I was so far gone with his love
making that when finally I came I passed out for a few moments as I felt
him pump into me giving me his seed. If I'd been a female I was sure to
be pregnant. We lay exhausted breathing hard for some minutes before we
were able to speak. I lay with my head on his chest and whispered "Never
have I ever felt anything so good, so intense." He whispered "Baby that
was only our first round. I think that soon I'll be up for another one if
you can take it?" I kissed his chest in response.