House Sharing

I am of an age where most personal details forms categorise me as "over seventy" which is code for over the hill, do not resuscitate. That's ok though as I like to minimise what institutions know about me. I am male, reasonably fit, sexually active, slim, and tall. I have done the marriage and family thing, and for the most part I have enjoyed a good life, but now I want to be me, no other responsibilities, titles, or labels, just me.

So this new 'me' found himself living alone in a four bedroom house, with a car and a moderate income. I live alone but I am not lonely, I enjoy my own company, eat what I like, sleep when I feel like it and do what I want, when I want. Bliss.

Unless it is cold, I don't wear any clothes in the house or in the back garden, which is private. This works provided no one sticks their head up over the fence to look, and if they do that, they will get a thrill, or a shock, or otherwise, depending on their views regarding nudity. I go about my daily chores looking after the place, cooking, cleaning, watching porn and masturbating. I have a small workshop where I make things, anything, and nothing, it doesn't matter, so long as it keeps me occupied. I have a few sex toys, nothing extravagant, but enough to give me pleasure.

I am a member of a local bisexual community, online. It is mostly married men who want more than they are getting at home, and moreover men who are experimenting with male-to-male enjoyment such as nudity, mutual masturbation, cock sucking and sometimes more. It is surprisingly difficult to get men to visit my home, even though I can host at any time. Perhaps most men are understandably shackled by marriage responsibilities and conscience.

At the time of writing this story there was a housing rental crisis, and there was me with three spare bedrooms, so I wondered, should I rent out the rooms and share the house? I was of course enjoying my private lifestyle and reluctant to change, and how would I get on with my guests, being in the same house and all, it was a lot to consider.

To help me make a decision I thought I should draft a set of house rules, but then again, I don't like the sound of rules, guidelines are better for prospective house mates. Perhaps this would give me some assurance before actually looking for housemates.

So here was my draft of guidelines; Preferably male, happy with nudity, accepting of sexual activities anywhere in the house and at any time, with no closed doors. Invited guests subjected to the same guidelines. I also tossed in all the expected agreements on housework, cost sharing etc.

I put this draft aside to sleep on it. Over the next few days, I tinkered with it a bit, but essentially it had the same intent. Then I had to consider how to go looking for a suitable housemate. I could not risk social media, lest I have a thousand people knocking at my door, and likewise I could not advertise in newspapers or real estate offices. So, what to do?

After some thought, I chose to go personally to where there were people who were directly affected by the rental crisis, the homeless. Throughout life I have often been surprised to find that the appearance of a person belies their personality, and so I looked past any prejudices that might get in the way of selecting a person, instead, striking up a conversation to learn about the person and what had led them to become homeless. It is sobering to realise how a person can become homeless through no fault of their own.

I chatted for while with a few, but most were wary of me, perhaps thinking I was trying to take advantage of them in their vulnerable state. Eventually I found a man who looked about forty years of age, unkempt appearance as one would expect, but easy to talk to. I broached the subject of finding a housemate but had to advise him that I was not a charity and that he would have to contribute to the cost of his upkeep. After finding common ground on my offer of a room, I ventured to tell him about the guidelines. He initially thought I was having a laugh at his expense, but after a while he realised I was genuine and accepted my offer. I took Max home that day.

The first few days and nights were cautious and tentative on both our parts, but I was hopeful the arrangement was going to work out ok. We were both comfortable with the nudity, and his appearance quickly improved, both in and out of the house environment.

As we both became relaxed around each other, and with the arrangement, I began introducing my sexual activities. One afternoon I was in the lounge watching some bisexual porn on the big screen, naked of course, and stroking a very hard erection. Max came into the room and sat down to watch with me. It only took a few minutes for him to get aroused and soon he was hard, stroking his cock. He must have been overwhelmed with the scene as he quickly came to a climax and squirted cum all over his chest.

He seemed a bit embarrassed, so I quickly got some paper towels and he cleaned himself up. I sat down next to him, and we continued watching the porn. I was still horny, so I continued stroking my cock, which had lost some of its vigour, but it didn't take long to get fully hard again. I could see Max was equally divided between watching the porn and looking at my cock. We hadn't really discussed his sexual preferences, but I assumed he was straight and maybe bi curious, so I asked if he would like to play with my cock.

He responded by sitting next to me and taking hold of it and gently working the skin up and down. I laid back and let him enjoy it for a while. I asked if he was happy for me to suck his cock, which was then semi erect, he said yes please, and I went straight in and took him in my mouth. It was a lovely, circumcised cock with a large head and slim shank. I sucked and ran my tongue around the head and intermittently licked his balls. He was in heaven. I asked if he wanted to return the compliment, but he said maybe another time. I didn't push it but brought myself to an orgasm and delivered a load onto my belly with him watching.

The next morning, I was up bright and early doing some tidying up around the back garden and enjoying the sun and breeze on my naked body. I looked into Max's bedroom from outside his window and was treated to a view of his morning wood. He appeared to be asleep, so I went quietly inside his room, his door was open, so I just took in the view for a minute. I could not resist going in. I dared not sit on the bed should the movement wake him, instead I stood next to it and carefully bent over to reach his cock with my lips.

I was able to kiss the tip without touching the bed or any other part of him. He was still asleep and so I became emboldened and gently took the head into my mouth and felt it swell as I swirled my tongue around. I wasn't sure if he was faking sleep or not, so I continued taking more of his cock into my mouth and moving up and down, then he moaned with pleasure, so I livened up the pace and took him deep into my mouth until the head just reached the entrance to my throat. This sent him over the edge and caused him to flood my mouth with cum. I held him still until the sensitivity of his cock subsided and I could finish him off by swallowing his load. I left him lying there to enjoy the afterglow.

We spent the rest of the day going about our normal activities and after lunch Max wanted to chat about my offer to have him suck my cock. This would be a first for him and he was a little nervous to be asked. I suggested he simply give it a go, nothing ventured, nothing gained. So, I sat on a chair and gestured to him to position himself between my legs, and I leaned back. My cock was soft as he gingerly took it in and held still for a minute. I soon began to grow inside his mouth, and he was hooked. The feeling of a penis head growing inside one's mouth is beautiful and mesmerising, so there was no turning back for him now. He became more confident and took in more of my cock. We continued so for quite a while, and I asked if he wanted my cum. He said maybe next time. So, to complete his new experience I got on the floor with him and continued sucking in a 69 position, but without Cumming.

We continued to develop our sexual interaction over the next few weeks, but we both agreed that it was a no strings relationship. I did not love him, and he did not love me. This suited us fine.

This arrangement of house sharing was working well, so I suggested to Max that I might like to find another housemate to join us and asked how he felt about it. He said it was up to me of course, but he had no objection, and he wanted the guidelines to remain as they were. The question of male or female didn't arise at first, I just assumed another man would work well. I went through the same procedure as before to find another mate.

At the food centre for homeless people, I began chatting with a guy who was interested and wanted to know more. Unbeknown to me there was a young woman, maybe twenty or thirty, overhearing our conversation and joined in. The three of us talked for a while and I expanded on the nudity and open sexual aspects of the arrangement. They were both very interested and wanted to visit the house and meet Max. I arranged to pick them both up the next day.

I told Max what had happened and brought Lisa and Pete to the house the next afternoon. Lisa had a petite wiry body, long black hair and a cute smile, Pete was short, a bit dumpy, and had a sad demeanor. He was around thirty years of age. I brought them in and introduced them to a naked Max, and whilst they were saying hello etc., I nipped into my room and got rid of my clothes, then joined them in the lounge. Lisa soon felt overdressed and without any coaxing stripped of her clothes. Pete on the other hand went down to his undies. I suggested coffee all round whilst we all sat in the back garden, mostly naked, and discussing our arrangement. Two days later they both moved in, and we had a full house.

The next week or so was a bit chaotic with settling Lisa and Pete into the household. An extra fridge was brought in and a few extra items of furniture. Everyone got on reasonably well, duties and rosters were established. Lisa had a part time cleaning job which took her out from 8pm to midnight, weekdays. Pete was also part time at a fast-food outlet, working odd hours. Max was, shall we say, between jobs, but seemed to have enough money to get by. I was happily retired.

During the settling in period, Max and I kept a low profile on the sex front. Apart from the occasional porn being watched there wasn't much sexcitment. I had a chat with Max, and we agreed it was time to put on an exhibition of sorts to set a precedent. It was a weekend when both Lisa and Pete were out doing separate things but were both expected home around 3pm, so Max and I kept a look out for their return. Sure enough, we saw Pete and Lisa walking up the road to the house, they had probably got off the same train. Max and I positioned ourselves on the rug in the middle of the lounge room and engaged in a 69er cock sucking session. We both got hard pretty quickly, the exhibition being an extra turn on.

We heard the door open and in they came, straight into the lounge. I came up for breath, looked at them both, said hello and continued sucking Max's cock. I could still see them both, standing there, slightly stunned but they were clearly riveted to the show. Lisa doffed her clothes and sat down to watch. Pete went off to his room and didn't emerge till later. He went along with the nudity, but the overt sex was perhaps more than he could handle. I was ready to cum and Max happily took me all the way and swallowed my cum. Lisa didn't miss the opportunity and swooped in to suck Max. She directed his load over her petite breast, then Max licked it all up.

I went into Pete's room to see if he was ok. He was, and we both sat on his bed and chatted for a while. I invited him to lay across my lap and I fondled his soft cock and balls. After a while he became erect and I masturbated him, but to no avail. Still, it was a tender moment.

I was happy that we had broken the ice on the sex front. We were all at ease with enjoying each other whenever the mood took us. Lisa did not want to be fucked, but she was very happy sucking we men. She even managed to seduce Pete one day and made him cum. The following weekend, Lisa invited two of her girlfriends. They were both overweight but cuddly and happy. They took their clothes off and relaxed with us all out in the back garden. We spread some ground rugs out and lounged around with drinks and nibbles. Lisa's friends got into each other, enjoying a nice long 69er. Max and I had Pete between us and were doing our best to seduce him, he was reluctant but went along for the ride.

I saw one of the bushes over the fence twitch and I suspected our neighbour was watching somehow. I casually wandered to one end of the fence to investigate and looked over to see what was happening. He was peeping through a gap in the fence and was pumping his cock. I crept along the fence to where he was and positioned my cock right in front of the gap to give him a close-up view. He gasped at being caught, I invited him to come and join us. He apologised profusely for spying, but I said it was no problem and asked him to come around and join us. He was nervous and wanted to decline, but I convinced him to come to the front door and I would let him in.

A few minutes later he knocked, and I invited him in. I took him out to the back and introduced him to the naked group. He was around 80 and skinny as a rake. The two big girls came over and proceeded to undress him and to all our surprise out popped a huge cock, soft but still big. On closer inspection it was long and thin, and very floppy. He was an instant hit and fitted in with the group. I needed to deep throat his length; it was ideal for that purpose. I wasted no time and got on my knees in front of him and sucked in his cock. It was still floppy so when I could feel the head against my throat, I swallowed a couple of times to draw him in. I kept it there till I had to breathe, but it was growing, not really hard but hard enough for me to pull him in again. I wrapped my arms around his skinny bum to keep him in for as long as I could manage. I could see that everyone was watching. After a few minutes I let him go to be shared around the group.

The next morning, I was lying in bed, caressing my morning wood and reflecting on what had taken place in the back garden. It had turned into a full-on outdoor orgy. Seven of us doing anything and everything we felt like. It was the wildest sexual experience of my life.

Lisa came into my room and sat on the bed. She planted a kiss on the end of my very hard cock and then we chatted about the orgy. I mentioned that I was a bit worried about something getting out on social media, and she thought I was inferring that her two girlfriends might post something. I assured her I was not pointing the finger in any direction, but it prompted me to suggest the four of us house sharers have an informal discussion about how to handle this new outcome. She thought it a good idea.

Later in the day we were all at home, so I gathered us together to express my concerns. Before starting it occurred to me that conferences might benefit from all attendees being naked as we were, a kind of leveler if you like, and showing that no-one had anything to hide. Just a thought. Imagine the parliament house in session, or a company board meeting.

I started out by saying how much I had enjoyed the event, and how it was spiced up by having Lisa's friends around, and not forgetting our skinny neighbour with the long cock. We all agreed it was a memorable afternoon and we chatted about some of the things that excited us most. I went on to talk about my worry that some details of the event may get out on social media, and how it could get a bit tricky with uninvited guests turning up. Visions of a hundred people arriving to ogle and make videos etc.; this would not go down well in our street. So, I asked what could we do about it, and also, did we want to do it again?

The second question was easily answered, Max, Lisa and myself said yes, Pete was non-committal. In regard to the first question, we agreed to be very careful who we would invite and would seek assurance about discretion. We would not allow phones to be used for photos or videos. Lisa would talk to her two girlfriends, and I would talk to our neighbour.

Lisa's friends were very understanding, they also wanted discretion and could they come again. I went round to see our neighbour and was invited in. His wife was there and were sat chatting over coffee and biscuits. I couldn't risk bringing up the subject matter with his wife being there, but after a while she surprised me by thanking me for having hubby over to our party. She knew what we had been doing and told me how he had enjoyed it. He had apparently shared every detail with her, and she was happy with it. I talked about the discretion side of it, and they were both relieved to hear that I wanted to stay under the radar so to speak, and when was the next party!

When I had first considered the idea of having a house full of nudists, I thought that maybe the novelty of nudity would wear off and become less stimulating, two months down the track I still found it exciting to be nude. I enjoy feeling the cool air and breeze on my skin, and I enjoy seeing and being seen. I love it.

We typically go about our daily tasks and work around the house, always nude, and we frequently come across one of us having a play and sometimes using a sex toy. Each of us would often stop what we were doing and take the time to watch the person enjoying themselves, if not joining in. It is nice to be watched as it suggests a level of approval by the voyeur and adds to the experience of self-pleasuring.

One day I was in my workshop, standing at the bench, and suddenly a pair of arms wrapped around me from behind, I knew it was Lisa seeing her hands, she was just hugging me. It felt good. Then she asked me to go with her, and she led me by my cock to her bedroom, telling me to close my eyes. She told me to lie on my back on the bed and spread eagle myself, I obeyed, still with eyes closed. Then I felt something around my wrist, then one ankle, the next ankle and finally the other wrist.

I opened my eyes and confirmed I was restrained. She then took up the slack on each of the four straps, and there I remained while she went off for a while. What seemed like ten minutes later she came back and surprised me by saying she was going to fuck me. I was surprised as she had not allowed anyone to fuck her. She started by straddling my head and rubbing her pussy all over my face, there was some moisture but not a lot. I was allowed to lick her clitoris and probe the entrance of her vagina with my tongue. I was in heaven. Then she went away again, to tease me and make me yearn for her touch. I was told to close my eyes again. The next thing I felt was her vagina enveloping my cock, nothing else touching me, just her vagina moving up and down. This went on for a long time, it was glorious. She sensed when I was about to cum and lifted off me. I continued to orgasm with nothing touching me, just my pulsating cock squirting over my belly and chest. She left me there, still restrained. About an hour later, Pete found me and gazed at the evidence before releasing me. Lisa had gone out to work.

The next day, we three guys were sat in the lounge having a beer. I saw Lisa getting ready for work, and on her way out she handed a USB memory stick to Max and told him there was a video on it for us to watch. Max stuck it in the laptop that was hooked up to the big screen TV and set it to play. The opening scene was the back view of a petite woman grinding her pussy into the face of a restrained man. We assumed just another porn video until the woman got off and revealed my face. Suddenly we were all on the edge of our seats, me because I had no idea she had recorded us, Max and Pete because they had not seen Lisa fucking anyone before. I was the first! After watching the video, we three guys had a round robin cock sucking session, ending with all of us Cumming.