Justin is offered a temporary consultant mission to help a large marketing firm lower its environmental impact. It is meant to be a couple of months (bullshit) job and he has no expectation over it... Until Joshua, a former college classmate, suggests he moves into his suburban house for the time of the mission.
ONLY TEMPORARY
Chapter 8: Wet Pants
Joshua was lying on his stomach, his briefs slid halfway down his hairy ass.
His back was glistening from the medicinal cream I had applied, but now, it was time to make him feel even better with the second lotion.
His grunts had already turned into soft moans and I could hardly wait to see what the rest of the massage would do to him.
With a tent clearly forming in my pants and my body being seriously heated, I took off my sweater to feel more comfortable and I sat back down on the back of his thighs.
"I'm going to apply the second balm now."
No reaction from Joshua.
I squeezed the cream into my left hand first, - it was cold -, I rubbed my palms together and then, I put both my hands on his lower back.
"Mmmmm..."
"Is it okay?"
"Yeah... It's good... Just do your thing, man." Joshua mumbled.
He was drooling against the sofa's cushion.
This kind of oil was much more liquid than the previous thicker cream.
It was already dripping down his sides, his waist and his (large) ass.
All the more reason to push his briefs further down...
It was like a strange mind game that I was playing with myself.
I would pull the white underwear down another inch, thinking I should stop there, but five minutes later, I could not resist repeating the same action until, after twenty minutes of a massage that only went lower and lower, I pulled the fabric one last time and it went completely under Joshua's peachy buns.
I panicked a little when I realized this, his fat ass was fully on display and glistening with oil, even though Joshua had no reaction to it.
Sometimes it felt like he was asleep, but sometimes, he would moan softly or ask me to continue.
Rarely would he give me directions.
"Yes, right there... That's the spot..."
"Just a little lower... Oh, nice... That feels amazing..."
"You can go harder on me... I mean... Put more pressure on this nod..."
"You're a pro, man... Wow... Just keep going..."
Following his instructions, I found myself paying much more attention to his fat bubble butt than his back.
The massage had definitely taken a turn and I was basically leaking precum without interruption in the briefs in my pants.
As I caressed his prominent butt cheeks, you can guess what I thought about.
Joshua did not know it, but I had found out his dirty secret a few days prior...
No wonder he loved the attention on his buttocks so much, the naughty fucker loved to have them plugged with a toy!
My arms were starting to hurt from all the hard work, but there was no way I would have stopped, not unless I fell onto his back exhausted.
I felt up his oiled ass again, and again, and again, and Joshua let me.
I had played with my fair share of bums in the past decade but none had the juiciness of the one I was taking care of now.
When I spread his cheeks, - it was incidental in the course of my generous hand movements -, my housemate only moaned louder.
I let out a high-pitched gasp when I saw the furry beast's eye for the very first time.
His pinkish asshole.
Should I go for it and stick a finger right in?
I bet that Joshua would have loved that!
I certainly wanted to explore him inside and out.
I was so excited and startled that my tee-shirt was soaked with sweat. Droplets also fell from my forehead onto his generous butt.
My dick was so horny that it ached.
"Hmmmm... I feel so much more relaxed..." Joshua muttered, proving that he was not completely asleep.
Relaxed?
That was the opposite of what I felt.
I thought the position of my cock in my briefs was not adequate and that was part of the reason I felt uneasy.
I tried to re-adjust the beast in my pants but that was a terrible idea.
My body reacted as soon as my fingers came into contact with my boner. The mere touch made it cream!
Right there, in my pants, I bust my loads.
And believe me, those were creamy gooey deposits!
Oh my God, I had a wet accident while sitting on my straight married housemate's bare ass...
That was not good.
And it got much worse!
Joshua chose this exact moment to turn his sleepy head toward me and to finally end the massage.
"Thanks Justin. That was so helpful."
The timing could not have been more awkward.
I do not think he realized that I had wet my pants; he was very dazed.
Still, I had to get out of that sticky situation (literally) without him understanding that I had just emptied my balls.
I was wearing brown pants and they were massively stained. The sperm had gone through my briefs. It looked like I had pissed myself.
What a filthy masseur I was!
It was like waking up from a wet dream, even though I had been fully awake the whole time.
Not knowing what to do with myself, I stayed there.
"You... You're feeling better? You think we can stop now?"
Joshua's face was back onto the pillow.
"Oh yeah... I mean... How long has it been?"
I swallowed hard.
For Fuck's sake, his entire back was so freaking hot shining like that.
"Almost half an hour."
"Gosh. I didn't see the time." He turned his head again. "I'm sorry, I didn't realize it had been so long. Your hands must be tired."
I panicked and leaned over to hold the back of his neck.
He could not take a closer look at me! Not like that!
"Easy, tiger. Don't move your head too much. You should be coming back to yourself slowly."
"I guess..."
"I'll massage your neck for a minute and then I'll give you a few more minutes before you get up again."
"Okay... You're the pro..."
He did sound completely chill.
"Trust me."
"I do... Where did you learn all this from?"
"I have an ex-boyfriend who loved massages."
That was partially true, although he was more of a regular hook-up than a boyfriend.
"Lucky him." Joshua commented.
Did he really mean that?
Anyway, it was not the time to ponder Joshua's words. I had found a way to escape his gaze and I had to carry out my plan.
I rubbed my hands over his shoulders and neck, they were sticky and it was not just from the oil...
Thankfully both creams I had used had a strong smell so it covered the stink of my own cum.
After going over his sweet skin a few more times, I took one last look at his hairy ass and I thought it was time to leave the crime scene.
"Okay, just relax now... You can fall asleep on the couch like you often do... I'll come get you when it's time for dinner."
I had to shower first; I was all messy.
"You're the best, bro." He whispered.
I smiled.
I really treated him well.
I got up, sad to leave that sight, but relieved that Joshua had not noticed my outburst of excitement.
A few minutes later, I took a shower and I tried to come to my senses.
To be fair, the scene had been pretty erotic even without my accident.
I could not believe how comfortable Joshua was with me, letting me cupping his round butt, rubbing his body, touching him in such intimate places.
The image of his asshole was, above all else, printed in my retina.
It looked so out of place in the middle of the dark forest made of bushy dark hair, but it was perfect, tight, pink, only waiting to be explored and played with.
Despite the jizz I had spilled in my pants, I got hard again in the shower.
I jerked off under the lukewarm water, I was caressing my nipples at the same time.
I shut my eyes and remembered the furry peach.
I wanted to anchor every little detail in my brain. And not only the sight, I wanted to remember the feel of my fingers against his buns, the smells of the oils mixed with Joshua's sweat and my spunks, the guttural sounds of his moans...
The only sense which was missing was the taste.
My tongue against his ass crack, penetrating that shut and virgin hole, invading him for the first time.
"Ahh..."
I came against the glass door.
I made a big mess again but it was much easier to clean up than my briefs and brown pants.
When I returned downstairs five minutes later, I was in another pair of underwear, just like Joshua who had pulled his tighities whities back on.
The brace was also buckled around his lower back.
He was stretching his arms in the living room.
"You seem like you can move much better!"
"I can. I've told you; it's usually not that bad. Besides, I've been taken care of masterfully. Thank you, Justin."
He smiled at me.
"You would have done the same for me."
I was not sure that it was true but he confirmed.
"I should call Jen but then, we should order something tonight. No cooking for you, you've worked hard enough."
"Sure."
I could not deny it had been "hard".
"Pick something to eat, I'll go to my office."
The best way to calm my arousal was for Joshua to mention his wife... That was the perfect boner killer.
I should have thought about Jennifer while I was massaging Josh. I bet I would not have ruined my pair of pants.
Why would have I wasted that pleasure though?
After all, I had not done anything wrong.
Had I?
Joshua seemed to feel so much better!
The rest of the evening was much more casual.
Joshua needed the rest and I had jizzed twice so my mind could (finally!) think somewhat clearly without being polluted with my horniness.
We did not mention the massage again and I thought it was better that way.
If it did not need to be discussed, it meant that Joshua had not thought anything of it.
For sure, it had turned a bit sexier than anticipated, but rubbing cream on someone is always hands-on, it had to be.
In this case, this was a medical emergency.
This was a one-time thing and I did not have to wreck my mind around it.
*
The next days showed me that this statement was only half true.
Yes, I did not have to worry about it.
