Rooming With My Best Friend - Decisions - Follow Corey - Choose Your Own Story - 22

Follow Corey

The tears continued to flow as Corey lay on the sofa, his big arms wrapped around himself in a sort of hug. There was no comfort in that, though. He had just broken up with his boyfriend of over eighteen months, the man he actually thought he would spend his life with, and it tore him apart.

He didn’t really want to break up with Matt and knew he could have easily taken him back and said what Matt did with Kris didn’t matter, but he would be lying to himself and he couldn’t do that. Being with Matt and having his friends accept him for who he was, having his colleagues accept him, had been the greatest thing to happen to Corey other than Matt, and it gave him the confidence he had previously been lacking to know that he deserved better. He should be with someone who loves him completely and wouldn’t even think about choosing anyone else over him, nor look to him for permission when his lover wanted to fuck someone else. Corey wanted to be everything to the person he settled down with and he honestly didn’t feel like he was to Matt.

Thinking about how they may have been lying to themselves, telling each other everything was fine and that they wanted to be together made Corey cry even harder. What if he had missed an opportunity to be with the guy who was truly meant for him during his time with Matt?

He had always thought the reason he had cheated on Matt back when they were just starting out was because he hadn’t been with many people and felt the need to see who else was out there and get some experience under his belt before committing to one guy. Now he was asking himself if he had always known Matt wasn’t the one and he was telling himself to get out, but for some reason he didn’t, maybe feeling loyal to Matt because he was the first and you always hold a special place in your heart for the one who truly makes you a man.

That thought made Corey sit up straight, assessing his relationship with Matt. Was it love at first sight? Or was it lust followed by loyalty? Matt represented the kind of person Corey wanted to be with, but that didn’t necessarily mean Matt himself was the one Corey was destined to spend his life with.

A feeling of relief took over his body. It was like a weight had been lifted and he finally saw the truth of how his life had progressed. What he was doing was right and he hoped Matt would come to see that so they could still be friends.

Feeling like his face was stained with tears, Corey stood up and walked into the bathroom, turning on the shower and then heading over toward the sink. Looking at himself in the mirror, he saw the bloodshot eyes staring back at him and the rough stubble on his face, seemingly making the bags under his eyes even darker.

Stepping into the steam rising from the shower and then feeling the hot water crashing onto his body, washing away all the tears from his face and chest felt so liberating. It was like he was washing the relationship off him, even though he knew that wasn’t the case and he would feel it for weeks, maybe even months, but it felt like he was cleansing himself ready for a fresh start.

The water felt so good on his body, the warmth soothing every part of him that he just stayed under the spray for almost half an hour, feeling the water start to get colder. Turning off the water, he took a towel off the nearby rail and dried himself before stepping out and heading over to the sink, which he quickly filled and then shaved off the stubble.

His whole body felt relaxed and his heart felt much lighter than it had at any time over the past twelve hours. The heat in the shower, along with the lack of sleep during the night, made him want to just collapse into his bed, so he headed straight into his room and climbed onto the single bed that had been his before they bought the inflatable mattress. He was asleep within minutes.

When he woke up, Corey had no idea how long he had been asleep for, but he felt so refreshed and energetic, which was surprising because his heart still hurt. He hadn’t seen Matt since he ran out of the room in tears, and from the look of things he hadn’t been back. A part of Corey was worried because he still cared deeply for Matt and didn’t want him to do anything stupid, but then he knew Matt wouldn’t go to any kind of extreme and would either be battling through a class, trying to concentrate on the work, or he would be with one of his other friends seeking comfort and likely a way to win Corey back, which wasn’t going to happen.

He stretched his body and let out a sigh, running his hand over his cut abs, feeling proud of himself for looking the way he did. Then he looked over at the empty beds in the room and a little bit of pain stung his insides. He would be feeling that for a while.

Looking back at his body he knew that over the past few years whenever he had a problem that frustrated him he would go work out and expel that frustration along with some energy. Whether it was the assholes at school or his mom’s drinking or the problems in his relationship with Matt, working out always helped.

Slowly pulling himself up off the bed, he stood up and stretched again. Working out was exactly what he needed at that moment so he would head over to the Rec, spend some time on the machines and maybe meet a hot guy. But before that he needed the toilet so bad.

It was only when he was standing in front of the toilet with the sounds of splashing water that he realised how quiet the room was. There had been no noise when he woke up and he wondered where everyone was. Then again he had probably slept for hours and it would be the middle of the day so everyone would be in class. He really should check the time to see if he was missing any classes of his own.

Just as he was heading back toward his own room he heard a soft moan and looked over toward Kris and Colt’s room to see that the door was slightly open. His heart immediately rose up into his throat and was beating a mile a minute. Who was moaning? What if it were Matt and Kris, finally together, fucking each other? How would he handle it?

Feeling the lump in his throat grow and his body tremble slightly, he made his way over to the door on shaky feet, the moans growing louder. Just inches from the door he finally heard clear words and knew who was speaking them.

Stepping up to the door quietly, he peered around it into the room to see Colt lying alone on his bed, looking at something on his laptop, stroking his rock hard cock that was glistening with precum and occasionally sliding his finger down, slipping it into his tight ass.

Corey couldn’t believe the sight and his dick went from limp to fully hard in seconds. He was so turned on watching the hot country boy jerk his hot cock. He licked his lips and took a step forward, thinking about joining him at the very least. Now he was no longer with Matt he was free to fool around with anyone he wanted and since Colt would likely be his roommate again he saw no reason why he shouldn’t start with him.

At the same time though he started to think that maybe it was a mistake. They were great friends and he didn’t want to do anything that may jeopardise that. Colt was the only one of his friends who fucked guys who Corey hadn’t done anything past blowjobs with, and maybe that was why they were so close, their relationship wasn’t sexual.

Damn! What should he do? On the one hand that cock looked too good to pass up, but on the other it could fuck things up more than they already were. Maybe he should walk away and go work out like he had planned.

“Oh yeah,” Colt groaned.

Corey looked back at the stud and saw him stroking faster. He was getting closer to his orgasm and if Corey wanted to join him then he had better do it soon. He had a decision to make and he needed to make it quickly.

Should Corey join Colt or leave him alone and go work out instead? You decide.

If you want Corey to join Colt, click here: Room (Chapter 28)

If you want Corey to go work out, click here: Rec (Chapter 29)