You have been in Brisbane a few weeks. Everything is working out well, your housemates are relatively ok, and, and so far everyone is doing their share of cooking and housework. It is the weekend and it is only you and the older guy there, your two friends have returned home for a party. You want to get some extra studying done so you stay behind. Waking up on Saturday morning, however, you find yourself a little horny and having the house so quiet, and with his room all the way up the other end, it might be an opportunity to release some sexual frustration. The walls are quite thin in the house so you have barely masturbated since moving down and now you ache for a good hard orgasm. You feel your nipples stiffen at the thought as you open up your laptop to look for a little online help.
Then your bladder calls and you jump out of bed reluctantly and head to the bathroom. Without thinking you push open the door, and there he is, naked, his eyes closed, his hand on his big thick cock, which must be at least eight inches long and thick, he is grunting as he wanks over the basin. His torso is bare and his six pack and broad chest are evident, as he strokes it the muscles of his arms contract, and you can see he works out, without being overly muscly. Quickly you come to your senses and back out of the bathroom, but as you do you turn and bump into the wall, and you hear him stop, and you can feel his eyes on you.
"Shit, Clair...." he says, but you are already moving quickly back to your room.
You sit on the edge of your bed in silence. Your cheeks flush with embarrassment, but you feel your panties are damp, and your nipples are stiff with excitement. He seems like a nice guy and you do have some kind of attraction to him. What to do now? You are busting for the toilet now, so you wait a good 20 minutes and return to the bathroom, you knock gently and push the door open again, a flutter in your heart, but he is not there, and you quickly relieve yourself.
Back in your room you try to study, but your mind keeps going back to his body and cock, and his hot grunting noises. You listen to see if he is moving around the house, but nothing. In the afternoon you leave your room and find the house empty. You bite your lower lip and you sneak into his room. As you are looking around you notice just under his bed, a set of handcuffs, and some leather straps. You are more than curious.