Connor enjoyed the hot shower he was in. It felt cleansing, almost as if it were washing away his sins of the day.
His recent money troubles meant that he couldn't pay his portion of the rent. His roommate Anthony offered to help him at a cost.
He lathered up his face cloth, closed his eyes and commenced cleaning his ass. The price he paid to Anthony was a pound of flesh. To get his money, he literally had to pound his roommate with his flesh.
Connor scrubbed his asshole as he remembered the sex he had with his roommate Anthony. It was the first gay sex he had ever had. The sensations were confusing, and yet... stimulating.
Turning off the shower to dry himself, Connor wondered how he was able to get hard, and stay hard, from Anthony? Was he gay? Was gay-ness something you could catch?
Wrapped in his towel, Connor stepped out of the bathroom holding his toothbrush to speak to his roommate.
"Yo Anthony!" Connor said over the sound of the stereo. "Am I gay now?"
Anthony pressed pause on an the cassette player, turned around and asked. "Come again?"
"Yeah, am I gay now after we..." Connor stammered out.
"After we fucked?" Anthony said. "Nah, you gay? Not even a bit."
Connor brushed his teeth and mulled it over. "So you didn't turn me gay or anything?"
Anthony laughed as he replied. "It doesn't work that way. You just helped out a friend. Which by the way thanks!"
Connor looked confused, but was unable to reply, he didn't want to spill tooth paste all over himself. Anthony sensed this, he walked over to his collection of gay VHS cassettes.
"See this dude? The one with the muscles and no body hair?" He said pointing. "He's straight, completely straight, he has a wife and kids, it's just a job."
Connor looked relieved. Anthony put down the tape and continued to speak.
"There are gay virgins, sex doesn't make you gay, it's something you discover, enjoy and embrace." Anthony said. "If this state had a gay bar, I'd take you. The music is good, and people have a great time, heck there's even chicks there! They go there hungry for straight dudes!"
Connor almost laughed, but held it in.
Anthony could feel himself going on a full rant now, pacing back and forth. He had a message he wanted to share, but he also didn't want to scare his friend off, he may still have need for his 'services'.
"Anyhow dude, you aren't gay, but you can still sign petitions for gay rights, and march in the pride parade." Anthony said excitedly.
"So I don't have to move to San Francisco?" Connor asked.
"That liberal hell-hole? I hope not! Do you know how many criminals live there claiming to be refugees?" Anthony said loudly.
Connor couldn't help but laugh, he truly didn't care about San Francisco. Amid his chuckles he didn't notice the trickle of toothpaste that escaped from his mouth. It ran down to his chin to dribble onto his chest.
"Hey, maybe you should trying being gay!" Anthony said pointing, "You look great covered in jizz!"
Connor stopped laughing, and looked down at the mess. He then pulled off his towel to clean himself up. Anthony had turned back to his studies, although Connor was stark naked in the middle of the room, he had more important things to pursue.
"Fuck-you!" Connor said jokingly as he tossed his towel at Anthony's head. "You'd like that wouldn't you!"
Anthony was caught off guard and received a face full of towel. The two men laughed heartily as Connor walked back to the bathroom.
The next day Connor was walking away from his test when his mind wandered off. Unlike every chick he had slept with Anthony wasn't weird after sex. He didn't demand snuggles, didn't call non-stop, or cramp his style.
He wondered if Anthony would 'help' him out if he was ever in need. There were times when he didn't feel like jerking off, and needed a blowjob. Anthony gave head in the most oddest way, he wanted to swallow his sword all at once. The constant cock ramming into his roommate's throat didn't appeal to him, but it could be better than sitting on his hand waiting for it to go numb before stroking one out?
"Connor!" Cried a voice in the hallway.
Connor stopped walking to look around, there were hundreds of people, none of whom he knew. Giving up he started walking again when a hand seized him by the wrist.
"Connor!" It was Anthony standing next to him sweating and dishevelled. "I need to talk to you!"
"Sure man, what's up? You look like shit!" Connor replied.
Anthony looked around then said. "No not here, let's go somewhere quiet."
"Ok." Connor said confused.
Like salmon swimming upstream the two men fought their way against the crowd. Connor didn't know where Anthony was leading him, or what was going on! He did know for certain that they both had an exams starting shortly.
Anthony stopped walking next to a handicap washroom, Connor set down his bag and asked. "So? What's up?"
"No, not here, follow me." Anthony said pushing the door open.
Connor sighed loudly before joining his roommate. Once inside Anthony locked the door, then gave Connor the most awkward of hugs as he spoke.
"Thanks dude!" Anthony said.
The bathroom was large, sterile and very private. Connor could barely hear the crowds outside. When Anthony hugged him, he tried to get away, he wasn't the hugging sort, but he was effectively cornered next to the sink.
Anthony's embrace was hardly a hug, his hands darted all over him, pinching his nipple, cupping his testicles, and even grasping his penis shaft. This odd groping was too much for Connor, he thought Anthony needed a pencil, not a... make-out session?
"What the fuck dude?" Connor said, Anthony was still very close, and now trying to stroke him through his pants.
"I don't have much time." Anthony said breathing on Connor's neck. "Help me please!"
"Fuck dude!" Connor roared, he wasn't hard, but the rubbing was beginning to have an affect upon him.
Anthony didn't reply, instead like a sapphic octopus he ramped up his activity, his hands roamed across his roommate. Keeping one hand on the front of Connor's trousers he used the other to explore.
His hand snaked from Connor's nipple around to his ass. He squeezed it tightly as he used it an anchor to pull himself close enough to kiss his friends neck. As if bitten by a snake Connor was paraylzed! His arms lay loose at his side unable to defend himself from Anthony's homosexual onslaught!
"Stop... it..." Connor said feebly.
He felt like a mouse caught by a snake. Each second that passed he tightened it grip upon him, escape was not an option.
"Ugh... stop..." He begged quietly.
Anthony stopped his kisses on his neck. He bared his teeth and brought his head back down. Electricity shot through Connor! It started behind his ear and raced down his arm, his side, and finally his leg.
Goosebumps appeared all over his body! The erection that refused to form finally materialized as Anthony found a way to by-pass Connor's straight circuit and arouse him.
"Alright! Alright! Alright!" Connor returned to him as he declared loudly! "Just promise you won't do that ever again!"
"Sure stud." Anthony said without moving.
Connor breathed slowly, unsure of what was going to happen next. Anthony removed his teeth from his neck as he moved down to his knees. Connor was still in shock, just like the mouse that waiting to be devoured, he had resigned himself to his fate.
Anthony pulled at his pants, he ignored the belt, buttons and zippers as he tugged roughly. Connor held the sink behind him white knuckled as the cool bathroom air washed across his now bare legs. His roommate in front of him wasted no time, once his half-hard manhood was free he jammed it all in his mouth.
Grunts from the two men filled the bathroom, Connor prayed that no one could hear them! He looked down and was distraught by the sight, he didn't think he could get used to seeing a dude working his meat. With his bare ass pressing against the cold sink, he held it tightly and looked up at the ceiling.
Anthony pulled Connor's now fully erect penis from his mouth and laughed.
"Dude, you ARE straight! Ha ha, you can't even watch." He said before placing his cock back in his mouth.
Connor was not a fan of skull fucking, but it had the desired effect. He was ready to fuck, which meant he could get out of this bathroom, he too had a test starting soon!
"Dude, I'm going to blow my load if you keep that up!" Connor said.
Anthony didn't stop his sucking his friend, he did however reach down into his pocket to fetch something out. Connor didn't see this happening, but he did feel something slide down his shaft, followed by a similar sensation on his testicles. This was followed by a tightening on both.
"Ugh, what did you just do?" Connor asked.
Between slurps Anthony replied. "It's just a little something to help prevent you from cumming."
"Uh... Is it safe? Ugh... it feels so tight on my cock and balls." Connor managed to say.
"Sure! You don't have to worry." Anthony said resuming his cock worship.
Something new tickled Connor's balls, he refused to look down, he was afraid what he'd see. However a quick glance revealed that Anthony was stroking him vigorously while he attacked his testicles with his tongue. This latest sensation was... overwhelming, no woman had previously dared lick his nuts.
Anthony devoured his friends balls like they were mana from heaven; however that wasn't his true goal for that day. He pushed his jaw between his roommates legs, and extended his tongue as far as it could go. Like an anteater he knew where the real treasure lay!
Struggling not to fall over Connor couldn't move his legs further apart! He had no idea was going on, it was if Anthony were trying to climb inside him through his asshole. His roommate was aggressive and relentless in pursuit of his goal.
Taking a risk, he brought his feet together so he could remove one of his shoes. Like a dog protecting a piece of meat Anthony growled and pushed his head between Connor's legs.
"Fuck man!" Connor yelped. "I'm trying to get my pants off!"
"Open those legs faggot!" Anthony said loudly.
"Okay, okay!" Connor whined back.
Once he freed his foot Connor parted his legs to let give Anthony access. This still wasn't enough for his roommate! As if he was trying to climb inside him, Anthony refused to give up, he pushed his tongue as deep as I'd go into his anus. Panting from the tongue lashing he was receiving, Connor began to climb up onto the sink.
Anthony held his friend with a firm hand under his knee holding it up in the air, all while his tongue made rapid circles around his asshole. Bedazzled by the sensations, Connor's head spun from the experience!
