Rooming With My Best Friend - Inner Voice (Fantasy)

ROOMING WITH MY BEST FRIEND – INNER VOICE

This is a fantasy chapter written by Big D. This chapter is total fantasy and did not really happen.

Jordy’s POV.

I didn’t know what to do with myself. I was so bored. It sucks that I am so limited by the fact that I can’t hear anything. I feel like I miss out on so many things that other people bond over, but there’s not really anything I can do about it.

Yesterday I tried to watch a movie that a few of the guys I sometimes hang with had been talking about, not that I followed what they were actually saying about it, but when I borrowed the DVD there were no subtitles on it and there was only so much information I could gather by just watching the motion picture.

Music is another thing I miss out on. I see these people in magazines and on TV and I have no idea who they are or what they sound like. Sometimes the guys will start singing songs together and I am completely at a loss. The only time I can really get in to music is if there are vibrations along with it. If I go to a party where there is music over the loud speaker I can feel the rhythm from the bass and can dance along with it, but the actual music and lyrics mean nothing to me.

Luckily most video games have subtitles so I love playing those and spend hours on end immersed in the worlds that are created, but I had just finished a game, reaching expert levels, and wasn’t ready to start on the next one.

Everyone I knew who could speak good enough sign language to really communicate with, or help me out if we were somewhere, were all busy for the next few hours and I felt so restless just sitting around in my room doing nothing. Even the books I usually read held no interest to me.

There were a lot of things I could do and not be held back, but I felt safer if I had other people around me. I didn’t like going off campus alone because I couldn’t hear the sound of traffic approaching, so even though I was always careful and looked every way more than once, it was still something I was incredibly wary of.

In the end I decided that the only thing to do was to go to the Rec to work out for a bit. Working out was something I didn’t really need anyone to help me with, at least not for the most part, and it was something I had grown to love. Working out made me feel good and seeing the way some people looked at me now, male and female, made me really happy.

I put on my workout clothes and headed out, walking across campus to the Rec, seeing a few familiar faces along the way and waving to them, never stopping to speak though because there had been a few awkward moments when they had tried to talk to me in class and thought that I was ignoring them when really I just couldn’t hear them. It was hard making friends because not many people took the time to get to know me or to try to learn how to speak with me in a way we could both understand. That is one of the reasons I loved Scott and his friends, they always treat me like I’m just another guy and try to include me in things that they end up doing.

When I reached the Rec Center I walked through the door and saw Kris on the desk, which made me smile. He was one of the kindest guys around, who always went out of his way to make me feel welcome and try to interact with me. He greeted me using the sign language I had taught him, along with Scott, and it just made me like him even more.

As he was signing me in for my workout I took the time to look at him and got that warm feeling in my stomach I sometimes got when I saw Kris. He was wearing a sleeveless tee that showed off his amazing arms and was tight on his body, hugging his pecs. When he looked up at me he smiled his beautiful smile and I couldn’t stop looking at his amazing blue eyes.

I must have been staring at him for a long time because he was smiling a kind of devilish smile and was waving his hand to get my attention. I was so embarrassed and quickly waved goodbye, almost running away from him as I headed toward the rooms with the running and cycling machines.

My workout started on one of the exercise bikes, beginning slowly for about ten minutes and slowly building up the speed until I was really going for it, working my legs as hard as they would go, until the half hour mark came up and I jumped off, just starting to feel that familiar burning in my legs.

After that I moved to the weight room and saw that all of the benches were in use so I headed over to the barbells and picked some up, doing some reps with them. I kept count and did fifty reps with each arm before putting the weights back.

Often by this point I was ready to go swimming but I only really liked to swim when there was someone else around to go with me, which Scott was perfect for. Being alone I decided to head back into the room I was in before to use one of the treadmills. Luckily there was plenty of space so I hopped on and started running.

I always loved going on the running machines because, unlike the bikes, they were facing into the gym rather than pointing at a wall, so I was able to run and look around at all the hot men who were working out, improving their bodies and seeing which one of them I would most like to date.

Sweat was almost pouring off me when I finished my run and stepped off the machine. I mopped my brow with the little towel I always took with me and walked back into the weight room to see if any of the benches were free.

Just as I entered I saw that Kris was now inside and was helping a student on one of the benches by spotting him. I couldn’t help but stare again as Kris held his hands just below the bar, never actually lifting it but following it, ready to catch it at any moment if the guy lifting it found himself in trouble. With ever rep the guy did, Kris’ big biceps moved up and down, tensing and flexing, looking so lickable.

Once again Kris saw me and smiled. I smiled back and just nodded. Damn he was hot. I always kind of regretted not taking things further when he made out with me and seemed to want to explore some kind of relationship. On the other hand I knew it wasn’t right for us to be boyfriends, especially not when Kris still considers himself bi. I don’t like competing with anyone for my boyfriend’s attention and I didn’t think Kris truly wanted to be with me, he was just being a caring guy who was maybe a little horny and found me attractive.

I was lost in those thoughts as the guy Kris was helping wrapped up his lifts and left the bench. Kris waved me over so I took a deep breath and headed toward him. He greeted me again and then surprised me with his signing.

“Wanna lift?” he asked.

“Yes,” I signed back.

“I’ll spot you,” Kris replied.

I was so impressed that he had learnt some of the key phrases regarding my work out in ASL. It would definitely come in handy if there were any other deaf students who wanted to work out and he’d be able to help them too.

I said nothing in reply and just moved into position on the bench. Kris stepped in and put his hands back on the bar before looking down at me with a smile.

“How heavy?” I signed to him.

“What?” He asked and I realised I was upside down to him.

I turned around and asked the question again.

“It’s okay. Not too heavy,” he replied, moving his lips.

I smiled and lay back down, getting back into position, as did Kris, and then I went to work lifting the bar and lowering it to my chest before pushing it back up. Kris was right, the bar wasn’t too heavy and he was there for me the whole time. I was so happy to have him as a friend.

When I finished my final lift I set the bar back in place and threw my head back, letting out a deep breath. When I did that I felt something hard and yet soft against the back of my head so I looked up at Kris to see him looking down at me with a smile. I tilted my head back that little bit further and realised it was his crotch that was pressed against the back of my head and his dick was semi hard inside his shorts. Just thinking about being so close to his cock made my own start to grow.

Kris stepped back so his cock was no longer pressed against my head, but his hand had moved from below the bar to on top of it, his little finger gently stroking the side of my hand.

I sat up and turned to look at him, studying him to see what his intentions were.

He smiled and signed, “Finished.”

I didn’t know if that was a question or some kind of statement, so I asked.

“I have finished,” was his reply, punctuated with another smile.

He had finished his shift and was no longer on duty. I smiled back at him and then signed, “Shower.”

He understood that and nodded before surprising me a little by saying, “Let’s go.”

Before I could try to say anything in reply Kris turned his back and walked out of the weight room. I quickly followed him, not wanting to be left behind, and soon found myself waiting outside the staffroom as Kris grabbed his things and then led me to the locker room where he started to undress.

I just stood still, watching him as he pulled off his tight shirt and pushed his shorts down. It was only when he motioned for me to do the same that I realised I had been staring. He chuckled as I started to take my clothes off, placing them in a nearby locker with his things, before we both grabbed a towel and our toiletries, and headed into the showers.

When we entered there was only one other guy already in there so I felt somewhat at ease and just stepped up to a showerhead, turning the water on and letting it hit my body.

Kris did the same, taking the showerhead two down from mine, reaching for his shampoo first so he could wash his hair. I did the same and felt completely relaxed as the warm water rushed over my body. Thankfully my cock was limp so I didn’t have to worry about being embarrassed, but I knew if I looked over at Kris, naked and running his hands all over his hot body, I would likely have had trouble keeping it that way.

When I opened my eyes again, after washing the shampoo from my hair, I saw the guy who had been showering when we entered walking out into the locker room. I quickly looked around to see if we had been joined by anyone else, but we hadn’t. Kris and I were now alone.

My heart was beating in my chest at the thought but I still didn’t look at him because of where we were. I didn’t want someone else walking in while I had a raging boner.

I picked up my bottle of shower gel and squeezed some into my hand, rubbing them together to lather it up a bit and then I ran my hands over my chest and down across my developing abs, working the soap all over my body before turning fully into the spray to wash it all off.

When I took a slight step back I could feel a presence behind me and then I felt a hand come to rest on my shoulder. My whole body tensed up as I turned my head to see Kris standing right behind me. I focused my gaze on his lips that had felt so good against mine when we had kissed and saw him mouth the words “wash your back?”

With that he started running his hands up and down my back. I could feel the soap on them, making his hands glide over my skin and muscles as he sort of massaged my back with his firm hands, using his fingers to trace down my spine, which made me shiver.

I can only imagine what the whole thing was like to him, but for me it was so surreal because I couldn’t hear a thing. Kris will have heard the running water, my breathing as it became more erratic, any moans that may be escaping my mouth. But I couldn’t hear anything, it was totally silent, and the only thing I could focus on was Kris’ touch as he continued to rub my back.

Even though he was only really washing my back, it felt so sensual and I couldn’t stop my dick from plumping up. His hands moved in circular motions over my shoulder blades and then he ran them down my back, making me gasp as he continued his journey south, running his hands over my ass cheeks, and then back up again, letting his index finger slip between my crack.

My breathing was so heavy when he pulled his hands away from my body and turned me so my back was facing the spray. He placed a hand on my shoulder and used the other to wash the soap off my back, once again going over my ass.

He then stepped away from me as the water continued to crash against my back. I looked around to see if someone else had joined us, but we were still alone. Then I noticed that for the first time Kris had turned his back to me and I wondered if he was waiting for me to return the favour.

I didn’t even have to think about it. I assumed he would listen out for anyone entering the locker room or shower so we wouldn’t get caught.

With my eyes focused firmly on his incredible ass, I poured shower gel onto my hands and then stepped up to him, placing my hands against his shoulders. I felt him tense up at the first touch and I wondered if I had misread him, but then he relaxed against my hands and I started to run them over his strong back, feeling the muscles bulging beneath the skin.

I moved my hands in different directions, first in semi-circles, then full circles, before I used my fingers and thumbs to massage the muscles deeper while rubbing the soap into his skin.

The skin on his back as so soft, but with it being stretched out over muscles it made him feel so manly and my dick was fully hard now, throbbing between us as I moved my way down his back.

I trailed my fingers down his spine, just like he had done to me, and it made him tremble, involuntarily pushing his ass back against me, and my hard dick slid up the crack of his ass. I nearly came right there, gripping on to his shoulders and resting my head against his back until I came down from the edge.

When I did, I stepped back and quickly washed his ass, not giving it the attention I wanted to because I didn’t know if I could control myself now. I just wanted to slide my dick between those gorgeous cheeks and push it inside him, slowly fucking him as I held him under the flow of water.

When I was done I went to move back but Kris quickly spun around, revealing his own throbbing cock to me and then he pulled me in for a passionate kiss that almost took my breath away.

Pulling back from the kiss, Kris turned his back toward the spray of the shower and I quickly washed the soap from his back. We were breathing heavily as he drew me closer to him, looking into my eyes and then pointing to his lips.

“Can we go back to yours?” he asked as I read his lips.

I just nodded, having never wanted something so bad in all my life. I didn’t just want it, I needed it. Kris was so fucking hot and he had me so worked up that I would need to cum with or without him, but with him was certainly the better option.

We quickly turned off the showers and grabbed our towels, drying ourselves off as well as we could before we went back into the locker room. Just as we started putting our clothes on, a group of four guys came in, laughing and joking among themselves from what I could see. They just stripped down without a care in the world and headed for the showers. I was so glad they hadn’t arrived a few minutes earlier to catch me and Kris soaping each other’s backs and asses.

When we were both fully dressed, Kris took my hand and pulled me toward the exit. I smiled and let him lead me. He dropped my hand, as expected, before we went out into the Rec, but it didn’t matter because I knew what we were going back to mine to do.

Once we were outside the Rec I led Kris across campus to my room and checked that my roommates weren’t around so we had complete privacy. Satisfied that we were alone I took Kris into my bedroom and locked the door so that even if someone did come in they wouldn’t be able to interrupt us or see who I was with.

Before we started to do anything else I went over to my bedside drawer and took out my bottle of lube and a condom, showing Kris that I knew what was going to happen. I placed them on top of the drawers and turned to see Kris smiling so beautifully at me.

I moved to take off my shirt but Kris stopped me and pulled me in for another kiss. I threw my arms around him and completely surrendered to his lips as they pressed against mine, his tongue snaking out to part my lips and slip between them, exploring my mouth with lust and passion.

When he broke the kiss, he reached down and pulled my t-shirt off, tossing it across the room. I did the same to him and then leaned down to kiss his hot pecs, letting my lips linger over his ‘N’ tattoo, which I knew was right where his heart was.

He pulled my head away before I could reach his nipples and kissed me again as he slid his hands into the back of my shorts. His hands were all over my ass, cupping them, kneading them, caressing them. I moaned as I leaned into him and kissed his neck.

Kris turned his head and traced along my ear with the tip of his tongue as he pushed my shorts down. He then cupped my ass again and pulled me toward him so my hard uncut cock was pressed against his, which was still inside his shorts.

I stepped out of my shorts and kicked them across the room. Running my hand down Kris’ body, feeling the ridges of his abs against my fingers, I slid to my knees and pulled his shorts down, letting his dick escape and spring up in front of my face.

After I helped him out of his shorts he placed a hand on the back of my head and gently rubbed it as I ran my hands up his big thighs. I had wanted to play with him some more but I couldn’t wait another second before tasting his beautiful, dripping cock.

Leaning forward I extended my tongue and lapped up the precum on the tip. Oh my God it tasted so good! I needed more. I just had to have it. So I dived down on his cock, swallowing it all in one go.

I felt Kris tighten his grip on the back of my head, but he wasn’t trying to force me further down onto his cock or trying to pull me off, he just needed something to hold on to because I also felt the thighs beneath my hands quiver as if his legs were going to give out.

Not being able to hear Kris moan, which both Scott and Brad had told me was how they usually knew how much their partner was enjoying the sex, I put my hand on Kris’ stomach with my palm flat against his incredible abs.

It was rising and falling fast, which meant he was panting and it was feeling good. Then I realised I still had his cock lodged in my throat, with my muscles massaging the head, and I needed to breathe, so I slowly pulled off, running my tongue along his shaft.

Kris put his hand under my chin and forced me to look up at him. I still had the head of his cock resting on my tongue and was still using it to caress his tip, but my eyes were focused on his until he moved his hands and signed three words to me.

“So fucking good!”

I chuckled and dove back down on his dick, swallowing it all. When I pulled back this time I took his cock completely out of my mouth and stroked it, spreading my saliva up and down the length.

Taking it back into my mouth I concentrated on sucking just the head, occasionally bobbing up and down, trailing my tongue along the shaft before moving back up to swirl my tongue around the tip, feeling Kris’ cock jump in my mouth and knowing that he loved what I was doing to him.

Kris then pulled me up off my knees, kissing me deeply with our tongues battling. I think tasting his own precum in my mouth fuelled his lust to new heights because he pushed me down onto my bed and moved straight for my cock, taking it into his mouth.

Holding my hard dick up by the base, he pulled back my foreskin and attacked the head of my cock with his lips and tongue, kissing it, licking it and probing deep into my slit.

When he pulled his lips off my cock he surprised me by slapping himself in the face with it, hitting it against his cheeks. I moaned as he did that and even more so when he went back to sucking me, only this time he actually took my cock into his mouth and started bobbing up and down on it, moving his mouth and tongue along the shaft.

On one of his upwards movements his teeth grazed the head of my dick and it sent a bolt of electricity straight through me. I almost came on the spot and quickly forced his head off my cock because I didn’t want it all to be over so soon.

I lay back on my bed and tried to come down from the precipice, not wanting to go over the edge just yet. I was breathing hard, panting for breath, almost unable to believe the feelings this blond haired stud was causing me to feel.

I was still on my back when I felt Kris slip his hands under my legs and before I knew what was happening he had my knees pushed back towards my chest and had buried his face in my ass.

I screamed. I couldn’t hear it but I knew I screamed. His tongue felt so good on my ass as it circled the opening and then started pushing at my entrance, wanting to get inside.

My dick was throbbing so hard, dripping precum onto my chest as Kris continued to eat my ass, really going to work on me, getting it nice and wet for what I knew was his eventual goal. He was going to fuck me.

It wasn’t long before he had my ass nice and wet, using his spit to lube his finger as it slid into me. I arched my back at the feeling and felt my breath catch in my throat. Even after everything that Kris and I had done to that point it somehow didn’t seem real that we were about to have sex, but with a part of him actually inside me, sliding back and forth, fingering me, it was so real and I could barely contain myself.

There were no words spoken, not that Kris would understand what I would have tried to say, but none needed to be spoken.

Slowly Kris pulled his finger back until it popped out of me. Raising his head he looked up into my eyes as if seeking approval to keep going, so I just nodded my head and watched as he got up from his position on the floor, and quickly retrieved the condom and lube I had set out.

I moved up onto my hands and knees, presenting my ass to him. I was so ready for him to fuck me. I don’t know if me being deaf makes people think I am timid or something, but it doesn’t. I am gay, I love cock and I love getting fucked, especially by someone as hot as Kris.

Kris moved in behind me and ran his hands over my ass. Then I felt the cool liquid being drizzled on my ass, making me jump because I couldn’t hear him pop the cap and wasn’t prepared for the feeling. Soon I felt Kris’ slick finger slide back inside me, with a second quickly added.

This time when he pulled his fingers out I turned my head to see him ripping open the condom wrapper, taking the condom out and rolling it down his impossibly hard cock. I felt my ass twitch as he poured lube onto it and stepped up to me.

I buried my head in the mattress, biting down on the sheets beneath me as Kris rubbed the head of his covered cock against my ass, sliding it up and down my crack and gently poking at my hole without actually pushing in. I’m sure I must have been whimpering from the feelings as I started pushing back against his cock, desperate to have it inside me.

Kris brought his hand down again so it was resting on my ass and then he pushed forward, adding pressure with his cock pressed against my sphincter. I felt my ass slowly open, letting the head of his cock slip inside. I moaned feeling the invasion as Kris gripped on to my hips, holding his dick in place so it didn’t go any deeper, but it did throb and jerk just inside my ass. It felt incredible.

After giving me time to get used to his cock being inside me, Kris ran his hand up my back and started pushing his cock further into me. I could feel every inch of it as it moved into me, pushing against the walls of my ass.

Slowly Kris then pulled back, drawing his cock almost all the way out of me before gently thrusting it back in. He did that for about two minutes, just using long, slow thrusts that were driving me crazy. I just wanted him to fuck me so I started slamming my ass back onto his cock, impaling myself.

Seeing that I was ready and wanted more made Kris change up the speed of his thrusts. Instead of pulling almost all of his cock out and sliding it back in, he only pulled out about half before drilling it back in deep, bottoming out with his balls slapping against my ass.

Holding tight onto my hips, Kris picked up the pace even more and really started fucking my ass, pounding me hard. His cock was fucking in and out of me with speed, just sliding back and forth as if it was meant to be inside my ass.

I could feel my sphincter, wrapped tightly around his cock, moving with every thrust, sucking on his hard pole. The head of his cock was brushing up against the walls of my ass, occasionally passing over my prostate, making me shiver and slam my ass back even harder onto his cock.

The rhythm we had built up was great and we were both moving in sync. We were speaking the international language of sex, so no words needed to be signed or spoken. When it felt good I clenched my ass around his cock and he would fuck me even harder.

He had been fucking me doggy style for about ten minutes when I felt him pull back. His dick never actually left me, but it was close. He took hold of my ankles and gently pulled them off the bed so I had no choice but to put them down on the ground to support myself.

In that position, Kris slid his dick back inside me until it was balls deep. He reached down for my shoulders and pulled me up into my back was against his hard chest, which was covered with sweat he had built up while fucking me.

Wrapping his arms around me and holding me close, Kris kicked my legs apart a little and then thrust his cock gently into my ass. Since we were standing up, with Kris fucking up into me, it felt like he was going so deep and his cock was just going to saw straight through me. It was amazing.

I couldn’t really move, so I relaxed into Kris’ embrace, feeling him kiss my neck as he continued to fuck me, drilling his dick up into me with his arms crossed over my chest, pulling me closer to him for even deeper penetration. I had never been fucked like Kris was fucking me. I never wanted it to end.

With his cock sliding in and out of me, the sweat running down my back adding extra lube to it, Kris reached down and stroked my hard cock, which I hadn’t touched since he entered me. His strong hand felt so good wrapped around it while his own dick continued to slip in and out of me.

I reached my hand up, putting it on the back of his head as his lips continued to caress my neck and his dick assaulted my ass. His hand was still stroking me and I felt my orgasm building up again, causing me to tighten my grip.

Kris must have known that I was close because not only did he stop stroking me, but he pulled out as well. Turning me around, he pulled me in for another kiss and held me until I came down, yet again.

We made out for maybe two minutes before Kris started backing me up and I had no choice but to fall back down onto the bed, this time on my back. Kris was on top of me almost instantly, his lips once again on mine in a passionate kiss.

Never breaking the contact his lips had on mine, Kris lifted my legs, repositioned his dick and pushed it back inside me. I threw my arms around him and continued with the kiss as he started humping his cock into me.

When he pulled back he continued to stare into my eyes. There was such a look as passion and intensity in them and I felt more of a connection with him right then than I ever had when we were using words in one form or another.

His dick was pummelling my ass now, with him holding up his incredible body on his big arms. He pounded down into my ass, drilling me hard and deep. It felt so good. I reached down and put my hands on his ass, trying to pull him further into me.

He continued to fuck me hard, but it never hurt. He knew just how far to go to actually have me screaming and moaning but never hurting. I had no idea what sounds I was making, but I knew they were coming out of my body as Kris’ hot cock kept crashing into my prostate.

I felt my balls pull up against my body and this time I was going to cum. I reached down and quickly jerked my cock with Kris still fucking my ass, never letting up on his thrusts as his balls bounced off my ass.

I threw back my head, arched my back and felt my breath leave me as my cock exploded, firing countless shots between our bodies, coating us both with my cum. With the final shot I all but collapsed onto the bed.

Kris continued to fuck me as I basked in the glory of such amazing sex. It wasn’t long before he pulled his cock out of me, ripped off the condom and covered my body in his hot cum. I couldn’t believe it, it was like a hose going off, there was so much cum flying out of his cock, splashing across my chest and abs.

He fell down onto the bed beside me and moved in close, leaning in to kiss my lips again. When he pulled back this time I watched his lips as he mouthed some words to me.

“Thank you. That was amazing.”

I smiled and kissed him again. He was right. It was amazing.

THE END!!!