The lights were off, so I flipped on the living room lamp and glanced around. Hmm. No sign of anyone here. Maybe I was wrong. Hope began to bloom as I strode down the hall and saw Jack’s bedroom door was closed.
I knocked.
Nothing.
“Jack?” I called out tentatively.
No answer.
I grinned. It looked like Nick had just parked his car here and he and Jack had left together. My plans were back on!
I stopped in the kitchen and pulled a can from the six-pack before sliding the rest into the fridge. Then I headed to my bedroom, grabbed my lube and dildo from my nightstand drawer, and a towel from my bathroom, before heading out to make myself comfortable on the sofa. I set everything on the cushion next to me. I wanted to watch some porn and I didn’t have a television in my room.
I flipped the television on and scanned the porn offerings until I found one that interested me. I wasn’t happy with the price, but it was a three hour show, so I gave in and ordered it. It was actually a conglomeration of six half-hour shows, so I settled in to watch the first one.
I took a sip of my cold beer and waited for the opening scene.
Cheesy disco music began and the show started normally enough—two hot guys talking at the pool. One of them looked a little like Nick and that really got me going. I admit…I’ve got it bad for him. I took another swig of my beer and set it on the end table, then decided my jeans needed to go. In seconds they were tossed to the ground and I sat in my bright orange boxer briefs. The jersey knit felt soft and sexy against my skin.
I watched as the two men on the screen started kissing and wondered what it would be like to feel Nick’slips on mine—to feel his stubble against my skin.
The living room began to feel hot, so my shirt was next to go.
The guys on the screen were engaged in a hot, demanding kiss as their hands roamed over each other, and Igroaned as I palmed my hard cock through my boxers. It had been way too long since I’d been with a man. I needed the release. I moaned as I slid my hand under my waistband and pulled down the boxers, hooking them under my full balls.
My cock was rock hard now and leaking, and I wished for the millionth time that Nick was the one touchingme. Kissing me. Fucking me. I wrapped my hand around my shaft and leaned my head back against the sofa, closing my eyes.
I flicked my thumb over the head and wiped at the pearly liquid beading out, letting it lubricate my hand. My cock was throbbing for release and my mind went back to Nick. I ached for him to bend me over and fuck me hard again and again.
“Nick,” I whispered. “Oh, yeah, Nick…fuck me, Nick…” I moaned out, letting my imagination take over. “Fuck my ass, Nick. Make me yours,” I begged, so lost in my fantasy I wasn’t aware of anything around me other than the sounds of the two guys on the screen moaning and grunting and my own hand stroking my hard dick.
“Is that what you want, Evan?”
My eyes flew open and I froze when I saw Nick standing just a couple of feet away, wearing nothing but plaid boxers and a white T-shirt. I was completely busted and I was mortified. Heat flooded my face.
“I-I-I…oh, shit, dude…I’m s-sorry,” I stammered out as I yanked my hand from my cock and pulled my boxers back up. “I…fuck! I thought…I had the place to myself,” I tried to explain, panic rising in my chest. “I thought you were with Jack,” I added weakly, glancing around for my roommate as I clickedthe power button on the remote.
Not seeing Jack, I turned back to Nick and waited for a reaction. Was he going to hit me? I mean, he knew I was gay—I didn’t hide it. But he had caught me whispering his name…begging him to fuck me. That might not go over well with a straight guy.
His eyes flashed with something. Anger? Hatred?
I swallowed hard as he moved to close the gap between us. When he was directly in front of me, he bent down until his face was only inches from mine and whispered, “I asked you if that’s what you wanted, Evan? Are you going to answer me?”
Fuck. With his face this close, I could feel his hot breath on my skin. His musky scent was overwhelmingly sexy and I breathed him in as I looked into his eyes. Wait—did I see lust? Desire? Or was it just part of my imagination? I glanced at his boxers and saw the bulge. My gaze flicked back up tohim in surprise. He licked his lips and stared down at me, waiting for my answer.