I was 24 when Jeff moved in to my 3 bedroom house. Jeff was a 19 year old student/bartender. I sublet to him to help pay off my mortgage after my girlfriend of 2 months, Annie, introduced us. The 2 of them had met in Drama class at college.
My name is Elijah, I am 5" 11 with a slight body builder's build (I love the gym), average looking and teach mixed martial arts for a living at a local gym.
I eat healthy, train a lot, study enough to keep my brain healthy yet still suffered from insomnia. I had relied on pills for sleep for the better part of 9 years but was slowly being taken off them. Jeff had lived with me for 8 months by the 1st day of me not taking sleeping pills. I didn't mention anything to him because - why would I?
I was in bed by 10pm on a Thursday and was actually drifting off about 2 hours later. I woke up at 1.30am and looked at the clock. I tried to get back to sleep when I heard noises from downstairs. Jeff must be back for his bartending job at a night club. I've always been in a drug induced sleep when he's come home late.
I toss and turn trying to get back to sleep and soon hear the stairs. My door opens and Jeff silently walks in. I turn on my back and am about to ask him what he's doing when he pulls my covers back. I lay in shock thinking what the hell when within a millisecond he pulls the waistband of my boxers with 1 hand, removes my 8 inch cock with the other and swallows it whole.
I was in so much shock I was speechless. He started sucking up and down as I try to find the words "What the fuck!" When I realise he doesn't know I'm awake. He grabs the base of my cock and starts moving his head and hand up and down in unison. I seem to have left it too long to protest as I'm now hard and it feels too good to stop. It's strange that if he knew I was awake I would have stopped him instantly, but with him thinking I'm asleep it's like I'm getting away with letting this pleasure continue.