The night was at an end and I opened the door to my apartment. My date had gone well but unfortunately she had been reluctant to come home with me. I had had a bit too much to drink and I ended the night with an awkward kiss and made my way home alone to take care of myself for yet another evening. I tossed my jacket onto the couch as I walked to my bedroom. I got undressed and left my clothes on my bedroom floor, making my way to the bathroom for a long shower. My roommate was out for the night so I didn’t bother bringing any clothes or a robe into the bathroom with me. I turned on the shower and soaped myself, thinking over the night and wishing that my date had come back to my apartment with me to take care of the situation I had going on in my crotch.
I turned off the water and looked down at my raging erection, realizing that I had to do something about it soon before I got too excited. I pulled the shower curtain open and, as I reached for the towel that hung on the wall beside the sink I noticed I wasn’t alone in the bathroom. My Roommate was standing in the doorway, eyes fixated on my boner and licking his lips.
“Home early from your date?” He voiced from the door. I was taken aback by his presence and the alcohol had me spinning as I stood in the shower. I didn’t know if I should get out, cover myself or grab my towel and tell him to get out. I was confused by the situation and started to realize that I was drunker than I had thought I was when I left the restaurant. I reached again for my towel and covered myself as I looked over at him.
“Yeah, I guess I had a little too much to drink and she didn’t want to come home with me. What-what are you up to?” I asked, sheepishly covering my junk with my towel and half-assed drying off my legs awkwardly while he watched.
“Drunk and horny and home alone?” He asked, taking a step into the bathroom and closing the door behind him.
“I… I guess. What are you you doing in here? Do you need me to get out so you can use the bathroom?” I held the towel over myself, waiting for my roommate to give me some privacy. But he just leaned against the bathroom door and put his hands in his pockets. I noticed a bulge growing in his pants and my eyes widened as I realized he was touching himself through his pocket. I had seen him naked a couple of times and his cock was fairly big. I felt a slight twitch under my towel but the awkwardness was overwhelming. I had no idea what to do in this situation. My roommate was gay and I know from the sounds that came from his bedroom that he loved sucking cock. What was he doing in here? He was talking about me being horny, was he?
“You’ve had a few drinks, eh?” He asked rhetorically. I nodded and stepped out of the shower after a long time standing in the wet tub waiting for him to leave. I dried myself off, not caring so much about letting myself hang out. I occasionally looked over at him and saw him staring at my slightly hard cock. “Have you ever had another man kiss your cock before?” He asked straight faced. I was shocked by the question and I stopped with my towel behind my head and looked at him. I waited for him to reveal that he was joking but he just smiled at me.
“Um… No. Dude, you know I’m straight.” I stuttered, slowly lowering my towel again in front of my crotch. He smirked at my shyness and crossed his arms in front of his chest as he watched me. I felt a strange sensation in the pit of my stomach as I thought about what he had asked me. I couldn’t put my finger on what I was feeling but I felt like I wanted to get out of that situation and go hide in my bedroom. “So, I’m done in here. I guess I’ll just head to my room and leave you to your night.” I stepped towards him and the door but he didn’t move. I stared at him, waiting for him to move but he just continued to lean against my way out.
“Have you ever wanted to feel it? What it feels like to be kissed right on the cock? Have a man’s mouth caress your tip with his lips?” I had never heard him talk this way before and I was so confused and uncomfortable by his words. I quickly wrapped my towel around my waist and tied it tight.
“This is fucked up dude. You know that I’m so not gay. This just isn’t cool, get out of my way I’m going to my room.” My voice was deep and gruff in a futile attempt to become more masculine and scare off his advances. My plan didn’t work and he blocked the door with his arms, standing up straight and making it clear that he was far more aggressive than I had ever thought him to be. He wasn’t going to let me out of this and I didn’t know what to do in that moment.
“I don’t think you’re going to want to push this, buddy. I have ways of getting what I want and I have never taken ‘no’ for an answer before. I don’t plan on starting now. I’ll convince you, one way or another.” My heart started to beat fast and my hands were gripping the side of my towel, shaking slightly. I took a step back, worried about getting too close to him.
“Shit, dude. What the fuck are you talking about? You… you want to, like…” I shook my head in disbelief and back all the way up until my back was against the far wall of the bathroom. He flashed a sadistic smile and turned the lock on the door.
“You know that everyone would believe me if I told them that you wanted it. I could tell that girl you went out with tonight that you got nervous and drunk and came home looking for a man’s touch. I could call up your buddies and tell them all about how you got naked and asked me to suck you. Maybe I’ll call up your parents, or your boss. Tell them all how you begged me to kiss the tip of your dick, just to see how it felt. You think they would believe you? Do you want to take that chance?” My jaw had dropped and my eyes were wide. I had no idea that he was like this, that he had nerve to threaten me this way. What did he want? I was confused and scared, an unfamiliar sense of intrigue sneaking into the mix as I watched him take a step toward me.
“I… uh… Jesus. Please…” I muttered. My mouth couldn’t keep up with my brain and I just stumbled over my words as he crept closer and closer. My body trembled in anticipation and fear. Fear of what would happen, and fear of what I would do. He wanted me. He wanted to touch me, to touch my cock. I couldn’t believe my own reaction, but in that moment my hand swept in front of my crotch and I felt my confused, rock hard erection under my towel. What the fuck did this mean? Did I want this? I was so nervous and the situation made me want to run screaming from the apartment, but what could I do? Punch him? Let him tell everyone that I knew that I was gay? Who would they believe in the end?
“Shh, don’t think about it. Just relax.” He encouraged. He had made his way across the room and now had his hand on my chest. Hair stood straight up and feeling his touch made me uncomfortable but also made my cock twitch underneath my towel. “Why don’t you just let me take it slow. Let me kiss it. I promise you’ll like it, trust me.” He slid down to his knees and knelt in front of me. Trust him? How could I trust him, he just threatened me, he was taking advantage of me. I should have knocked him the fuck out right then and there, but I stood stiff and paralyzed against the wall, the towel rack digging into my back.
His hand slid down my stomach and I felt his fingers creep under the edge of my towel. He pulled at the loose knot gently and it immediately gave way. The knot unwrapped itself and the towel fell to the floor at my feet. I was completely naked, my erect dick pointing straight forward at my roommates face. I looked straight ahead at the door, afraid to look down at him. I heard a slight gasp from below as my cock sprung up, twitching and throbbing at every touch or sound.
“Just… just one.” I stuttered. My voice squeaking like a teenage boy going through puberty. He looked up at me. “Just… oh man…just one… one kiss.” I conceded. I continued to look forward and ignore his glaze. He looked back down and his fingers explored my abdomen until they grazed the tip of my cock on their way down.
My mind was racing like it never had before. I didn’t know if I should run for the door, push him away, let this all happened and decide later how I felt about it. I have never been in this situation and The fact that my dick was rock hard with a man kneeling in front of my naked body had my head swimming. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, waiting for what I had been dreading. It seemed like minutes were passing, though it had only been barely a second. At the last moment my weakness and curiosity kicked in and I opened my eyes. I looked down and saw his mouth make contact with the tip of my cock. Both of his hands with on my hips and his lips gently kissed my sensitive head.
“Oh shit.” My voice cracked. The sensation was intoxicating. His lips were softer than I had expected and I felt my member pulsate as he caressed my tender tip. I thought to myself that this was the end of it, but in a sick, guilty way, I wished it would continue. Little did I know, my wish was already coming true. He pulled away slightly and then leaned in again and planted another soft kiss on the tip of my penis. “I… I thought… you said just one. One kiss.” I swallowed hard and grasped the towel rack behind me with my left hand. He looked up at me and we made awkward but sensual eye contact. He leaned in again and placed another kiss on the end of my dick. I told myself to pull away but my body wouldn’t react.
“I think you like it.” He whispered, still kissing me over and over. His lips linger longer with every peck and soon my eyes are closed and my head is leaning back against the wall. His lips fraze every inch of my tip and as I breath deeply, letting him kiss my granite hard cock, I realize that this isn’t just a kiss anymore. I feel his wet, smooth tongue flicking at the head of my cock. A simple kiss had turned into a slow, steady, seductive french kiss and his lips opened, taking my entire head into his mouth as his tongue explored my leaking tip. I felt precum ooze into his mouth as the kiss continued. I began to breathe heavier, questioning everything that was happening but shamefully enjoying the feeling of his lips on me.
He frenched my rod and the kiss grew with every second. My knuckles were white as I gripped the towel rack hard. My other hand instinctively drifted to the back of my roommates head. My fingers travelled through his soft hair and I grabbed a handful of his locks as this turned from a simple kiss into a full blown blowjob.
His mouth opened and he leaned forward, taking my entire cock into his mouth. I gasped and my grip tightened on his hair. His head bobbed up and down on my member and his supple lips slid up and down my concrete shaft. I couldn’t believe I had let this go so far, that I had allowed this man to convince me to let him touch me this way. How could I have let his happen? The part that worried me the most of all the things that ran through my head as he gobbled my cock, was how much I liked it. I had never imagined myself in this position but the taboo was exhilarating. Knowing that he could tell anyone he wanted, that everyone I knew could find out and that this was so forbidden, it was making my blood boil.
“A… a little harder.” I sighed. I realized that this was what I wanted. I couldn’t fight the enjoyment I was getting from this. The confusion dissipated and my hormones kicked into gear hard. The throbbing in my cock was almost audible and I felt a slight smile stretch over my face. His lips were tight around my girth and he applied a heavy sucking motion while he was bobbing his head over my crotch. The head of my cock hit the back of his throat and he took my entire length. His lips grazed the very base of my dick as his hands began to wander. His fingers danced over the front of my thigh and my hair stood on end as he began to grope my balls. His hands were thick and strong, cupping my sack and fondling me as he deepthroated me.
His gagging noises made me even harder and I pushed down on the back of his head. I thrusted slightly into his mouth and let out a satisfied groan. He hummed and moaned into my pelvis as his enjoyment of the moment increased as mine did. I completely let go of my inhibitions and allowed my body to relax as he sucked me off like a porn star. This night had been so unexpected. A disappointing date and a drunken shower that should have ended in a lonely masturbation session had turned completely around into an erotic and confusing night of experimentation. The moment I saw my roommate standing in that doorway I had a rush of feelings and a sudden panicked fear. I was so reluctant to give in to him but now, in this moment, as I felt my balls tighten and a wave of pleasure crashing over me like a wave, I knew it was the right decision.
I had finally let his threats and begging wear my down and it was about to pay off. A simple experimental kiss grew into a sensual french kiss, and that evolved still into one of the best and most intriguing blowjobs that I had ever experienced in my life. His tongue was skilled and soft, his lips plump and wrapped tight around my shaft. He could deepthroat like his life depended on it and it was obvious that he was enjoying giving me pleasure as much as I was enjoying receiving it. It was so rare to feel such enthusiasm, this kiss had turned into something so perfect and I was about to how him hw muh I truly was glad that it had happened.
“Wow. Oh… oh my God. Yes… yes! I… I think I’m about to…” my breath shortened and I gasped for air as the most intense orgasm overcame me. I leaned back and squeezed the towel rack. My head dropped back against the wall and my eyes clenched shut as the pressure built. I grunted hard and wailed as I finally released. “Shit! I’m cumming! Holy fuck!” I cried out. I expected him to pull back like every girl had ever done when I came during a blowjob. To let me cum all over myself, or at the very most to let me cum all over his face while he looked up at me. But he didn’t.
“Mmm.” He hummed, taking me entire load into his mouth and swallowing every drop that I shot into the back of his throat. He gobbled every inch of my above average dick and took all of my cream enthusiastically. It was the best orgasm that I had experienced and it was the first time that anyone had ever let me cum in their mouth, never mind swallow.
When I had blown completely and my orgasm was winding down, I felt a familiar sense of shame. He licked my cock clean and looked up at me.
“I told you that you would like it.” He smirked.
“You also told me that it was just a kiss.” I mumbled, bending down and grabbing my towel from the floor. I wrapped it around my waist again and hurried past him. I unlocked the bathroom door and made my way to my bedroom where I quickly closed and locked the door behind me. I leaned against my door and banged my head against the wall. My cock was still rock hard even after cumming so much. I felt that all too well-known sensation of guilt and shame and I spent the rest of the night masturbating furiously in my bed to the memory of what had just happened. I closed my eyes and I remember my roommates soft lips gently kissing the tip of my cock. I would lay there all night, wondering if I would ever experience that kind of passion and taboo again.
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