Date: Mon, 26 Jun 2023 15:47:58 +0000 (UTC)
From: Jason Smith <jasonsmith135@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Roommate Tyler - Part 6

This story & those that follow are completely fictional. Any likeness is
purely coincidental. More parts to come soon.

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I still hadn't moved from my spot on the floor yet. Tyler finished
drying his hair, and ran the towel over his body once again to catch any
remaining droplets. Instead of making his way over to his closet or
dresser to grab new clothes, he headed toward his bed. But with me still
taking up the floor space in between our beds, he had to step over me. I
started to move or adjust, but I hesitated. Sure enough, me being in the
way didn't phase Tyler. Even though he was still naked and had a towel
in his hand, he didn't wrap it around his waist or even cover himself.
Instead he threw it over his shoulder and then stepped over me. First
over my leg, and then my torso, with a soft `excuse me bro' as he did
so.

This kid amazed me! Nothing seemed to bother him! From that small step
over me, I got a full view from under his whole naked body. I'm talking
about - I saw the bottom of his cock and balls, his taint, and the bottom
of his ass cheeks. He had no shame. And I fucking loved it. He fell onto
his bed, still naked with the towel over his shoulder, and reached for
his phone. He began to scroll, not even crossing his mind to cover up or
anything. And why should he?

My mind was reeling with what I had just seen and I knew I had to get up.
Thank goodness I had waited as long as I had. That was most definitely a
once in a lifetime view. I slowly stood, using all the muscle strength I
had left to pull me up by grabbing the side of Tyler's bed. Once up, I
looked over at him.

"I guess I'll go jump in now. Hope the hot water will help these
muscles," I said, trying to act nonchalant.

"Alright buddy," he replied without looking up, eyes still focused on
his phone screen.

Having Tyler step over me giving me a full view of him had definitely
made a difference in my pants. What just a few seconds ago had been a
fully flaccid penis, was no longer. You'd think with all the weight
lifting and blood pumping throughout my body it would be too busy to send
the extra blood to my cock. That wasn't the case. I wasn't fully rock
hard, but was definitely chubbing up in my shorts. I didn't let that
stop me though. Once I stood up I pulled my clothes off and let them hit
the floor, making a sweaty `splat' as they did.

My chub was present and undeniable. I let it be out there, just waving in
the freedom of being naked, unconcerned with covering up just like Tyler.
His nose was still in his phone as though he wasn't even taking notice
of my nudity. I decided to try something. I took a step to the side and
then bent to pick up my clothes from the pile on the floor. As I did so,
I exaggerated the bend making sure that my ass was on full display. Then
my mind falters as I'm bent forward, thoughts flying through at the
speed of light. `What the hell are you doing? Are you trying to get his
attention? Do you think this will actually work? You're pathetic. He's
obviously not into that. He hasn't even glanced at you! Give it up!'

I wrinkled my nose at myself and stood up, annoyed at my behavior. I
turned back to Tyler to ask a question and I saw his eyes flick to his
phone. Wait a second.. Had I actually gotten his attention? Had I caught
his eye? At least enough to make him look away from his phone, right? Or
was it all in my head? Honestly, I have to stop this. I'm just seeing
what I want to see.. right?

"These clothes are soaked with sweat," I say, holding the garments out
in front of me to my roommate. "Not sure I want to put them in the
hamper to sour the rest of my clothes. What did you do?"

Tyler looked up at me, eyes on my clothes and then up to my eyes.
Definitely not drifting down to my groin.

"Honestly, I just dropped mine in my hamper, but you're probably right.
We should wash them asap."

"I might just put them in a pile over here and I'll do a load of
laundry once I get out."

As I said this, I walked over near the bathroom door and made a pile of
my musky clothes. I bent down to lay them into the pile instead of
dropping them.

"Do you want me to put your clothes in my pile?" I asked, quickly
turning my head toward him again to see if I could catch him again.

"Yeah sure, if you don't mind touching them," he replied. His eyes
were glued to his phone. Either he wasn't going to get caught twice, or
the more likely option was that it never happened in the first place.

I walked over to his hamper and reached in, grabbing each sweaty item I
could feel, including his underwear which were the sweatiest piece of
clothing in there. I dropped each of the garments in the pile, grabbed a
towel from the shelf, and then opened the bathroom door.

"Alright, be out soon," I told him, and shut the door.

My cock still hadn't subsided, now showing a respectable semi as I
stepped into the warm water. There was no way that it hadn't been
noticed. Whether Tyler was interested or not (he seriously more than
likely is not) something like that doesn't go unnoticed. The same way
that I assume guys in the locker rooms after sports practices notice guys
walking around. Your eyes are bound to wander, even if you aren't into
dick. I think it just has to be a guy thing. Everyone wants to compare.
Everyone wants to know where you stand. Everyone wants to know they're a
good size. So when a dick is swinging around, or standing at attention,
it's sure to be noticed. And with this semi, and the fact that we talked
while I had a semi.. I mean, he had to notice, right?

The warm water felt amazing on my skin and my tired muscles were
applauding, thanking me for the warmth. I stood there just letting the
water engulf me, cover me, soothe me. I moved my head from side to side,
stretching my neck muscles and letting the flow of water shift down my
back. With my head down I look at my groin, my semi still waiting to see
if he needs to come out fully to play, or should retreat and wait for
another time.

I think it over in my head. Tyler's just outside. He'd probably know
what was going on if I took too long. But what if he did? Was that a
problem now considering what has already happened? I guess not. What if
he did the same thing when he was in here just before me? I had no idea
how long he was in here since I had dozed. Maybe he jerked off too. I
wonder if that could be the reason he left the water running - to wash
away evidence of his release. I honestly had no idea. I move my arm to
cup myself, and my arm screams at me. I winced slightly and decide that
instead of pushing my muscles farther with the repetitive motions of
jacking off, I'll let it slide this time and wait for a better time.
It's as if my dick heard me as I made this internal decision and began
to fall, retreating to a flaccid state. I soaped and lathered my body,
muscles still angry with each motion and before long was through
showering.

I turned the water off and took a step out to dry myself. I looked in the
mirror as I ran the towel across my body. As I did so, I admired the guy
staring back at me. Of course, I had nothing on Tyler, but I wasn't bad
to look at. Maybe it was just the rush of blood still pumping through my
body. But I always liked the way I looked fresh out of the shower, my
body and hair a little damp.

My shoulder's weren't quite as broad as Tyler's, but I was still a
little squarely shaped. My skin was paler than Tyler's as well. He
obviously spent a lot of time outside during the summer, or his
complexion was more accepting of the sun than mine was. I often burned,
and burned quickly, if under the sun for too long. My body hair, while
not non-existent, was much lighter and a bit harder to see if you
weren't looking for it. It wasn't as dark and obvious as Tyler's. Even
so, I still took care to trim up and not let anything get too wild. My
kid-ish platinum blonde hair had changed to a dirty blonde over the years
and complimented my pale skin. My body wasn't as toned as Tyler's
either, which isn't surprising seeing the difference in our weight
lifting abilities, but I was comfortable in how I looked. Not too much
around the midsection, and my pecs, while not plump were still defined
enough. And what was between my legs.. well, you should know that I only
really had Tyler to compare to, but it was nothing to be ashamed of. I
was packing enough.

I stood there and realized that I had basically compared every part of
myself to Tyler. Once again, he was at the forefront of my mind, clouding
every thought with his body. I had to shake my head to get out of the
mindset and instead just enjoyed looking at my body for what it was,
rather than comparing it. I even did a little half turn to see my
backside. Not bad, not bad.

I finished toweling off my body and made sure to not wrap the towel
around my waist as I would if I had been at home and had done so my
entire life. I tossed it over my shoulder and opened the door back into
the room. I fully expected Tyler to be dressed now, as he had ample time
to do so while I was showering. Even though I didn't take the time to
jerk off in there, it was long enough to enjoy the warm water and give
him time to get ready. I assumed Tyler would either have work to get to
or if not we would hang out in the room. Both of which would require him
to be dressed.. right?

I step into the room and turn toward Tyler's side to see him still
sprawled out on his bed, just as naked as I am. I try not to let my face
give away that I'm a little taken aback. Why would he still be naked?
He's never been naked for this long. When changing clothes or after
showers, while he doesn't rush necessarily, he gets dressed within
minutes. The only other time I've seen him naked for this long was
when.. well.. you know..

"Feel better?" He asked looking up from the phone he still had clutched
in his hands.

"Much better. The warm water felt great." I said as I put out my arms
wide in an all body stretch, putting myself on display in front of him.
What could I say, I couldn't help it.

"I know, right? I love a warm shower after lifting."

As usual, it didn't phase him. He continued sitting on the bed, neither
of our naked bodies causing a disturbance. He began moving around and
leaned against the wall his bed was pushed up against with a pillow
behind his back. He had one leg bent, his foot on the bed and the other
stretched out straight in front of him. I walked over towards my bed,
doing my best not to stare.

"I figured you had work or something this afternoon?" I asked, "but by
your attire, I'm assuming that's not the case?"

He looked up and laughed.

 "Ha, nah man. I wasn't on the schedule for the day, thank goodness.
And as for my attire," he used both hands here to motion to himself top
to bottom, "I'm just airing out, ya know."

He smiled as he said this.

"I gotcha man," I said with a chuckle, and took this note to follow his
lead.

I didn't make my way to my dresser to grab new clothes to put on. I
plopped my naked ass right on my bed just as Tyler had done. I grabbed my
phone and held it up to look at it, but glanced over the top of the
screen to watch my roommate. His eyes still on his phone, scrolling with
one hand, the other resting on his knee. I thought about copying the way
he was sitting too, but thought that might be a bit too obvious. So
instead I laid on my side propped up on my elbow. That way I was still on
display but was also comfortable.

I kept watching him through stolen glances, wondering what he was looking
at on his phone. Every once in a while, he would laugh. I even caught him
readjusting himself in between his legs. I had to look back at my phone
quickly. Otherwise, my cock was going to wake up again. But I couldn't
hold my gaze away for long. Less than a minute later my eyes flickered
towards his bed again. His hand had remained near his crotch. I looked
back at my phone. Back at him. Back at my phone. Back at him. Back at my
phone. And then his hand moved again. He was touching his cock. More like
absentmindedly playing with his cock. His hand stayed in place. I had to
look away. My eyes just made it back to my screen when he spoke up.

Through a laugh, he said, "Peter, have you seen this?"

I looked up as if I had forgotten that he was even in the room.

"Huh?" I asked.

He held up his phone and turned it to face me. There was a video playing
but it was smaller than normal and I couldn't quite make it out. I
squinted and still nothing. It kept looping over and over. I stood up and
took a couple steps over toward him so that the video came into focus for
me. I was standing between our beds, leaning forward on one foot, still
naked, my cock hanging out for all to see, but with no one focused on it.
It was some snippet of some late night tv show that I had actually seen,
but I laughed like I hadn't. I started to step back to my bed.

"Haha, that stuff cracks me up!" He said.

"I know! I love that show," I replied.

I had no more gotten back on my bed when Tyler laughed again.

"What is it now?" I asked with a smile.

He once again turned his phone around for me to see. I could see it a
little better, but still stepped across the room, getting my naked body
closer to his even if that's all it was. I hadn't seen this one, and
asked where he was finding them. He told me it was a bunch of clips on
the app he had. I waited for the punchline and laughed, then headed back
to my bed. I didn't even have time to get two step back before he spoke
again.

"Ha! This one too!"

I stutter stepped from going backwards to back towards Tyler again and
almost tripped. Tyler saw, chuckled, and then patted his bed.

"Just take a seat, Pete. We can just scroll together."

Wait. We're still naked. And he wants me to sit beside him? This isn't
going to be easy.

"Umm.." I muttered, trying to figure out the best thing to do or say.
But before I could finish the thought, Tyler leaned up and grabbed my
wrist pulling me down onto the bed.

"Oh just c'mon dude. This shit is too funny!"

I landed beside him on his bed, my back hitting the cold wall. I winced a
little to myself and he heard me. He reached over and grabbed his other
pillow and flung it across his body to me so that I could put it between
the wall and my back. Like I said earlier, he's always thinking. I took
the pillow and arranged it so that I could lean against it comfortably,
knowing that I probably wasn't going to be comfortable at all sitting
this close to my naked roommate. I mean, I could literally see everything
and I'm inches away!

He held up his phone with his right hand in between us and scrolled the
app. Video after video popped up, some funny, some not. He was in control
and would scroll past videos that weren't funny with a flick of his
thumb. The way he was holding the phone had the screen positioned just
so, that if I looked right under the phone I could see his cock. I
secretly took turns, switching my vision between the videos and my
roommates hairy cock. I couldn't help myself. This was now the closest
I'd ever been to another guy like this. This day was shaping up to be
something I could have only dreamed about a few months ago.

We were laughing and carrying on about funny videos, but again, because
of the position of the screen I could see every motion he made with his
hands. Especially his left hand when he touched his cock. And he seemed
to be moving it a good bit. Touching his cock. Then grabbing his balls.
Swipe - New video. Rearranging his package. Swipe - New video. Scratching
his trimmed pubes. Swipe - New video. Not funny. Swipe - New video.

This kept going on and on and I was struggling. I was right beside my
handsome, attractive, toned, big cocked, naked roommate who kept touching
his junk and I was also butt ass naked and horny on top of it all. This
was going to be either an amazing afternoon or a really awkward one. And
I had a bad feeling it was going to be the latter. I tried to direct my
gaze away from his groin and have my eyes stick to the screen. It was
difficult. I managed to keep them steady for 4 videos back to back
without shifting my gaze. Then a little motion caught my eye. But it
wasn't his hand this time.

His cock had began to lift ever so slightly. I noticed a little
throb-throb as it matched Tyler's heartbeat. It wasn't much. But it was
definitely something. Something that if not in such a close proximity
would go unnoticed. But I noticed it. Oh, did I notice it.

He kept on talking about the videos, laughing at almost every one. I
couldn't tell you what the last 3 videos had been now. But he either
wasn't aware that he had begun liftoff, or he was just blatantly
ignoring it. Right then, he got a text. I didn't mean to read it, but I
was already staring at his phone, so I saw that it was from one of his
buddies asking about study notes. He flicked his thumb up to answer him.
Once he got through with his text his swiped up on his phone to pull up
the open apps on his phone to get back to the videos. But not before
something caught my eye.

It was quick because he was fast with his thumb, but I saw a tab opened
that had naked people on it. Was Tyler looking at porn? When? I thought
for a half a second and decided not to let it slide.

"Wait, wait, wait just a second," I said with a smile, holding my hand
up.

"What is it?" He asked.

"Did I just see what I thought I saw?"

"The text? He was just asking about some notes since he missed class
this mor...."

"No no. Not the text. I saw that tab."

I had my head turned to him looking directly into his eyes, our faces
fairly close, our shoulders just touching. My eyes were squinted and a
cheeky grin on my face, knowing that I had not only caught him but called
him out. He stared back blankly, returning my gaze, but a slow grin began
to creep on his face.

His smile broadened and grew to cover his whole face as he said, "I
don't know what you're talking about." And then he laughed a full,
hearty laugh.

"Oh yeah? Well swipe up and open the tabs again. Let's see if we can
jog your memory." I said this all through a huge, knowing grin.

"Ah, we don't have to do all that. It's okay Petey," he said trying
to turn our attention back to the app, but I wasn't about to let it
slide. I had to know now.

"No no! Let's just see what's going on in Tyler's phone!"

I reached for his phone and he pulled it back away from me, his right arm
bracing my chest as if to hold me off. I leaned against it to reach
further but he pulled it back again.

"C'mon Ty! Let's have a look!" I said laughing, our body getting
closer in the struggle to get his phone.

Then he pushed back just a bit and said, "Alright! I'm not ashamed.
Let's have a look then."