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When John and I first moved in together it was supposed to be a temporary thing. In the beginning it all seemed so innocent. The story I am about to tell is true, though I'm not sure I believe it myself anymore. I didn't reply, but I knew that I was definitely going to take him up on that offer.For the record, my name is Matthew. "We should do that again some time." he said, walking away. Before long I heard a grunt and looked over just in time to see him empty his load onto his chest. I always thought I was straight, but that was amazing. "See, that wasn't so bad, was it?" he grinned. Once I finished he sat back up and wiped his chin. I came, shooting my cum deep into his throat.
My legs tensed up and he buried his nose in my crotch as far as he could go. He started going faster until I couldn't take it. I knew I wasn't going to last much longer, and I knew he could tell. No girl had ever been able to deep throat me before. Each time going slightly deeper and slightly faster. He got half way before stopping and going back up to the top. He then opened his mouth and began sliding down my dick. He circled the head with his tongue and gave my shaft another long lick. I looked down and saw him gently sucking them while still pumping my dick. Next thing I knew I felt something warm and wet on my balls. I closed my eyes and let myself just enjoy it.
I let my hands rest at my side as he leaned over and began working with both his hands. I rolled my head back and enjoyed the feeling, his other hand grabbed my hand and pulled it off my dick, quickly replacing it with his own. He moved slowly inwards until he was rubbing my inner thigh. He gave my leg a much more deliberate pass, and when I didn't react he began slowly stroking my leg. Again, I felt like I should react, but I didn't. In that moment I felt his hand graze my leg. I really got into it at one point and closed my eyes for a second. Part of me wanted to move away, but another part of me didn't. I noticed that Rob's left hand was no longer on his thigh, but was now next to his leg. After a minute or two I slid my jeans and boxers to my knees and really got into it.
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"There ya go, see? Nothing to worry about." He then resumed watching the tv and I began to slowly stroke my dick. Slowly, I pulled it up and out of my pants. I reached into my underwear and started stroking my dick. Rob was still slowly jacking off, eyes on the tv. Hesitating for a second, I finally undid the button and zipped down my fly. The video was still going and I felt my dick pressing against my jeans. I walked around the couch and sat on the opposite end. I couldn't believe I was doing this, but I decided to just go for it. I knew I had to choose which feeling to follow. Part of me was weirded out, but another part was excited about jacking off with another guy. "Well, no, not really." I felt my face flush, my dick still rock hard. "What, you've never jacked off with another dude before?" he asked, laughing.
I knew he was easy going, but this was something else. I glanced at the porn on the tv, and felt myself getting hard. "Shit, sorry man, I usually make sure I'm done before you get home." He hadn't moved to cover himself up, and was still slowly stroking himself. Rob jumped, clearly not noticing that I had gotten home. One day, I came home early from school and found Rob on the couch, watching porn. My last relationship had started when I was 15 and ended right after graduation, so I hadn't had much experience. I hadn't brought anyone home yet, a since I wasn't having much luck in the dating department. I had no issue with that, as long as they weren't too loud. He had brought home dates occasionally, sometimes women and other times men. It was nice to be able to discuss that stuff with someone. What we liked, past experiences, and so on. I actually appreciated his relaxed attitude, he didn't make sex a taboo thing and I think that's a good mindset to have. It was weird at first, but I got used to it pretty quickly. He would occasionally walk around the apartment naked, and had no issues with being open about sex. The only issue was that he was a bit too easy going. He was a pretty cool guy, really easy going. When I first started college, I moved in with a guy named Rob.