Rooming With My Best Friend - Working With Colt

Rooming With My Best Friend – Working With Colt

Colt’s POV

Sometimes things happen when you least expect it. Back on Spring Break last year I never intended to have sex with Kris, it just happened. I felt urges and desires and went with them, experiencing something I thought would be a one-time deal. Little did I know then that Kris and I would share many heated moments and I’d come to love having sex with him, and occasionally others.

Being with Andrea I tried to limit the sex I had with men because I never felt it was right to do it too often or it would feel like I was cheating on her. Luckily Andrea herself had gay urges and we both allowed each other to express them and act on them, so I could still explore that side of me.

Usually whenever I had sex with men it was always with the knowledge that nothing would happen between us and it was never in danger of developing in to something more than it was. Matt, Corey, Brennan and Garrett were all in relationships when I fucked around with them, in fact their boyfriends were pretty much there anytime anything happened. With the guys on the trip to Europe I knew I’d never see them again, so what did it matter? With Scott we both knew it was just a good hot fuck, and with Kris, well, things were a little different because there maybe were feelings there and we had varied sex, from softly making love to just fucking the holy hell out of each other, but nothing ever changed between us and there was never any real suggestion that we should be anything more than best friends afterwards.

So when I met Ben at the sporting goods store I worked at for a bit of extra money between my sophomore and junior years, I never thought we would end up in bed. Once again I was wrong.

It all started innocently enough. We were just colleagues, working together in a store so we could get by and pay our way. We were on good speaking terms and often found ourselves chatting when there was a bit of quiet period when our jobs had been done or there were no customers to serve. He was a really nice guy.

Over the next couple of weeks I occasionally caught him looking at me as if he was studying me, kind of like he was trying to figure me out. I didn’t think much of it, especially when I found myself doing the same thing. Sometimes when you meet someone new and you don’t really know each other you try to read a person by the way they act and by things they say, so I thought that was just what we were doing.

Then things changed. I was sitting in the staff room eating some lunch one day, relaxing back on the sofa we had in there, when Ben came in to have his lunch too. It wasn’t often breaks overlapped since it wasn’t the biggest of stores and they tried to make sure we were fully staffed at all times, but occasionally it did happen and I was looking forward to a little bit of company to pass the time.

Ben sat across from me and we just chatted about random things for a while until I realised I had been sitting in the same position for too long and had become a little stiff. I leaned back on the sofa and stretched my body out, lifting my arms up over my head. When I did that it pulled my shirt up, exposing my abs.

“Fuck…” Ben breathed.

“What?” I asked.

“Those abs, dude,” Ben replied, licking his lips. “You are so fucking hot.”

I lowered my arms and my shirt settled back into place. “Stop messing around.”

“I’m not messing, man, you’re smoking hot. I’d love to get you into bed so I can have my way with you.”

“Did someone put you up to this?” I asked.

“What? No,” Ben replied. “Why would they?”

“Some of my friends have a strange sense of humour,” I replied.

“Well this is just me talking. I don’t tell many people, because I’m not really out yet and I don’t want a big thing to be made of it, but I’m gay.”

“Really?” I asked.

“Yeah. What’s wrong? Have you never seen a gay guy who didn’t act ‘gay’ before?”

“I have actually. Hell, I live with two of them.”

“Seriously? Big country boy Colt is gay friendly?”

“I am,” I smiled.

“And what do you think of them?”

“I love them. They’re like brothers to me now. It’s great.”

“Are they a couple?”

“Yeah, they are. They’ve been together for about two years now.”

“That’s awesome. I wish I had a relationship like that, or hot friends like you. Are you sure I can’t take you into one of those display tents later for a bit of fun?” Ben grinned.

“Now you’re messing with me,” I laughed.

“Maybe I am, but that doesn’t mean I wouldn’t do it. That body deserves proper appreciation from a hot pair of lips.”

“I agree there, it does,” I smiled. “Sadly for you it will be getting that from my girlfriend this weekend.”

“Damn, I knew a guy as hot as you had to be straight, and it really kills me because I’d give anything for a night with you.”

“Sorry,” I said, smiling at him and looking up at the clock to see that I was due back at my station. “I’ll see you later.”

With that I got up and went back to work, thinking over everything Ben had said to me. I kept the fact that I wasn’t entirely straight from him because I didn’t want to bring it into the workplace, plus I didn’t know how trustworthy he was just yet and I didn’t want everyone knowing my personal business.

Over the next week I kept noticing that Ben was looking at me and I pretty much knew what he was thinking. One day, when I was bending over to get something out of a box to go on one of the shelves, I heard him gasp and turned just in time to see him looking at my ass. He really did have the hots for me.

There were more times when I saw him looking over at me with hunger in his eyes. I found it flattering that I had that effect on him, but at the same time it was a little strange. Even so I actually found myself checking him out. He was up on a little step ladder, placing some things on a high shelf, and his top rose up, just like mine had done in the staff room. His body was hot. He was pretty slim but with nice toned muscles that really stood out, just like Matt. I actually started to think it would be nice to get with him, but as soon as those thoughts entered my head I tried to forget them.

Since we weren’t alone again, and were never really out of earshot of the others workers, nothing was really said or done to try to push things further, and Ben didn’t so much as suggest that we should get together again, so I relaxed and just enjoyed my job.

About a week after our first one-on-one meeting in the staff room, it happened again. I was sitting down eating my lunch when Ben walked in and, instead of sitting down across from me, he took a seat right next to me on the sofa and was so close that when we moved our legs our knees kept bumping in to each other. It made me a little nervous.

At first we just talked about general stuff that really wasn’t a big deal, I talked to all of my friends like that, but when I finished eating and just sat there to relax for the rest of my break Ben turned his body towards mine and I could tell that he was looking right at my face.

Turning my head to look at him, I said, “What?”

“I was just admiring you,” he replied.

“Admiring me how?”

“You’re beautiful,” he said, with not a hint of hesitance. “Your jawline is so strong and it makes you look so manly.”

“Well, I am a man,” I replied.

“I know, but there are loads of guys our age who still look like teenagers, you don’t. You’re a real man and I think it’s so hot.”

“Are we gonna do this again?” I asked, wishing he’d let his attraction to me go.

“I’m sorry, but I’ve been thinking about you all week. I can’t get you out of my head.”

“Because you think I’m hot?” I asked.

“Well, there is that, but also since you told me you’re living with some gay guys, well, it got me thinking…”

“About what?” I asked.

“I know you’re straight and all, but some guys get curious and experiment, especially in college. I’ve been asking myself all week if you’ve ever messed around with a guy.”

I didn’t know what to say to him. He seemed to be coming on pretty strong and was trying to find out if I’d fucked around with guys so that maybe he would have a chance. I really wanted to tell him that I hadn’t, even though I had no problem with gay guys, but as I turned to him and looked him in the eyes I found myself saying the exact opposite.

“I might have…” I said, letting the implication linger.

“You’ve messed around with guys?”

“Yes,” I sighed.

“How far?” he asked. When I didn’t answer his eyes went wide. “No way! You’ve fucked a guy before?”

“Will you keep your voice down? Someone might hear you,” I scolded him.

“Sorry,” he said, genuinely, “but you have, haven’t you?”

“Yes,” I said, “but if you tell anyone I’ll kick your ass.”

“I won’t, don’t worry. That is so fucking hot though,” he said, twitching as he reached down to reposition his growing cock. He placed his hand on my chest and looked deep into my eyes. “I don’t suppose there’s any chance you’d consider fucking me?”

“Are you serious?” I asked, not moving.

“Yeah…” he said as he ran his hand over my chest and down to my abs. “I’ll show you things you’ve never seen before.”

My breathing was more erratic now and I looked at him, trying to figure out what was going on in his head. The room was completely silent for a minute until he slipped his hand under my shirt and ran his fingers over my abs and up to my pecs. The contact made me shudder. “Fuck…”

“Come over to mine tonight after work,” Ben whispered in my ear, his hand resting on my abs, “It’ll be worth it.”

I took a big gulp and looked into his eyes again. I don’t know what came over me but I could feel my cock getting harder in my pants and I knew I wanted it. When I spoke I barely got the words out, “Okay…”

“And you’re not playing around this time?” Ben asked.

I looked at the clock and saw it was time for me to get back to work. I pulled his hand out from under my shirt and held it for a moment, looking into his eyes.

“No. I’ll follow you back to yours in my car.”

“Awesome!” Ben smiled.

“I’m not kidding though, Ben. Tell anyone and I’ll kill you.”

Before he could reply I threw my trash away and headed back out into the store to finish off shift. I couldn’t believe what had just happened or what I had agreed to do. When Ben came out of the staff room he had the biggest smile on his face and for the next few hours I noticed that he had to keep adjusting himself because he was almost constantly hard.

He kept looking my way and I could tell he was showing off for me a little when no one was looking. He would purposefully bend over to show me the nice ass that pushed out the back of his pants. He also kept scratching his stomach, which lifted up his shirt and showed me his abs. It was like a mating dance, but it was one I was responding to. He was pretty hot and before the night was over I was going to pound his ass harder than he ever thought possible.

When finishing time came around Ben waited for me outside the door and handed me a piece of paper with a number on it. I looked at him questioningly and he just chuckled.

“It’s my apartment number.”

“Why do I need this if I’m following you?”

“Because I’ll need to race ahead to… erm… prepare.”

I chuckled, realising what he meant and tucking the piece of paper into my pocket. I went over to my car and got in, watching him cross the parking lot to his own car. I started the engine but waited for him to back out of his space and then I followed him all the way to a nice apartment complex where I parked up next to his car as he jumped out and ran into the building.

Sitting in my car, seeing him disappear to get ready for me finally made me sit back and think about what I was doing. I was outside an apartment, ready to go inside to have sex with a guy I hardly knew. It was so unlike me. I had never acted so impulsively, especially with a guy. Sure, I fucked around, but it had always been with friends. I barely knew Ben, having only worked with him for a few weeks, and had no real idea if fucking him was a smart thing to do, but just the thought of it had my dick rock hard in my pants. I needed to get off, and what better way than up a nice tight ass?

I rubbed myself through my pants, brushing against the head of my cock, and I knew there was no turning back. I repositioned my cock so no one who saw me would know I was hard, and then I got out of the car and entered the apartment building.

I quickly found the number he gave me and pushed the door open. It was only a small one-bed apartment in the corner of the building, but it was well kept and would be all a single guy would need. The shower was still running so I went and sat down on the sofa while I waited. My hand went back to rubbing my cock through my pants.

About two minutes later I heard the shower being turned off  and it was only a minute more before Ben was standing in front of me in nothing but a towel, his hot body sparkling with the water that was dripping off it, accentuating his hard muscles. He was trim but his pecs were nicely developed and his abs were really cut. He also had a bit of hair on his chest and a tiny trail that disappeared into his towel, which really turned me on. He was hot.

I thought there might have been a bit of playing around and maybe some flirting or teasing but he just dropped his towel, showing off his nice, thick, seven inch cut cock before he dropped to his knees right in front of me and moved his hands up so he was rubbing my hard cock through my pants.

My dick was really pushing against my work pants as Ben put his hands on my thighs and pulled me further down the sofa so he could get better access to my cock, with his head between my legs. He leaned in and ran his tongue over the bulge in my pants, which made my cock throb and jump against the fabric that was pulled tight against my dick.

Reaching his hands up he ran them up under my work shirt, working his fingers over my abs and up onto my chest. Then he took hold of the bottom of my shirt and pulled it off over my head, exposing my hard body, which got a moan out of him.

“Fuck… you’re even hotter than I thought you were. So fucking sexy,” Ben said as he unconsciously licked his lips.

Before I could reply his lips were on my chest, kissing my pecs and then parting as he trailed his tongue across my chest until he was sucking on my nipple. I put my hand on the back of his head to encourage him as I threw my head back and let some deep moans escape my mouth. It felt so good.

His hands were rubbing my abs as his mouth continued to work on my nipples, moving from one to the other and then back again. When he pulled back and looked into my eyes I could see how much he wanted me just from the lust that made his eyes a little glassy.

Leaning back in he slipped his tongue from his mouth and ran it all over my abs, using just the tip to trace them, and then kissing each one, moving across and then down until he reached the final one and used his tongue to lick from my belly button into the waistband of my pants. It made my whole body shiver.

Moving back from me again, his hands went straight to the button on my pants, pulling it open, and then he slid down the zipper, letting him see the tight blue boxers I was wearing. His hands moved to the sides of my pants and he tugged on them so I lifted my ass and let him pull them off me, along with my socks and shoes.

“Sweet Jesus…” he groaned when he saw the tight blue material that was hugging my legs and cupping my hard dick, which was leaking so much precum there was a big wet patch right where the tip of my cock was trapped beneath it.

He moved in and pushed my legs up onto his shoulders, pulling me even further down the sofa so I was almost flat on my back. He then buried his face between my legs so his nose was pushing at the underside of my balls and I heard him breathing in deep, taking in the natural scent that rose from my crotch.

The next thing I felt was his tongue as it travelled up over my covered balls and along the shaft until he was licking at the wet patch, trying to suck my precum out of the material.

He leaned back and looked up at me, “Does that feel good?”

“Yes,” I panted.

“Good,” he said with a huge smile.

He ran his hands back up over my body and said “damn” under his breath. I couldn’t stop a smile from forming on my face, seeing the effect I had on him. I don’t think I had ever felt hotter and my rock hard cock supported that.

Within seconds he had his fingers hooked into the waistband of my boxers, forcing me to lift my ass up again as he almost ripped them off. Instead of going straight for my cock, he once again buried his face under my balls, only this time instead of just smelling me he used his tongue to lap up any sweat that was down there. It was kind of funky, but at the same time really hot. He was getting off on me just being me.

Next, he took my balls into his mouth, licking them, rolling them around on his tongue, sucking them and gently pulling on them. Almost involuntarily I started thrusting my hips a little, trying to signal to him that I wanted him to suck my dick, and he seemed to get the idea because he let my balls slip out of his mouth and ran his tongue up over them and along the full length of my shaft until it was swirling around the head of my dick.

I threw my head back again when he sucked my cock into his mouth and didn’t even pretend like he didn’t know what he was doing. He forced his head down onto my dick until his nose was nestled in my trimmed pubes. He even managed to stick his tongue out a little bit so he was almost lapping at my balls while my dick was buried down his throat. I had never felt anything like it.

He pulled back a little and started to bob his head up and down on my cock, using his lips and tongue to caress my dick as he moved back and forth, sliding along the length, all the way to the base and back up to the tip. When he reached the top he ran his tongue around the head and poked at the slit for the precum I was almost constantly leaking, then he went back down on me.

Just when I thought I was about to cum from the incredible job he was doing on my cock, he pulled back, held my dick and looked up into my eyes with a look of pure hunger and desire.

“I need this inside me,” he said, kissing the tip.

I tried to answer him but I couldn’t form the words. My dick was tingling and was begging to release. I wanted to fuck his ass as much as he wanted my cock. I just nodded at him.

With a smile, he jumped up from his position on the floor and raced into his bedroom, coming back with a condom and a small bottle of lube.

He dropped to his knees again and stroked my hard cock, which was still slick with his spit. I was moaning and thrusting up into his hand but he let go and my cock slapped back against my abs. He tore open the condom wrapper and rolled the condom over my cock, jerking me again for about a minute before he popped the bottle of lube open and poured it over my dick to get it ready for his ass.

When he let go of me again I gripped on to my covered cock and started stroking it. I was so hard I almost couldn’t believe it. I know I had fucked guys before and was no novice, but this situation was so different. I had never just picked up a guy before or let him pick me up, taking me back to his so I could fuck his ass. It was so weird and yet so good.

I watched as Ben poured some more lube into his hand so he could get his ass ready for me. He was bent over and it was the first time I saw his bare ass. It was hot. It’s wasn’t quite as big as Kris’ but it was a nice shape with a sweet looking hole buried between the cheeks.

I watched him for a moment, thinking that if I was really straight watching him prep his ass would probably have me bolting for the door, but instead it turned me on, especially when he started slipping his fingers inside his own ass.

He was almost done, placing the bottle of lube down on the coffee table, when I just couldn’t take it anymore. I stood up from my place on the sofa, took the few steps across to where he was standing, pulled his fingers out of his ass and in just a matter of seconds I lined my dick up with his hole and pushed right in.

“Oh fuck!” Ben screamed as my dick disappeared inside him.

I shushed him as I took hold of his hips and continued pushing my dick inside him. There was little to no resistance and my cock just slid right in, so smoothly, until I was balls deep inside him.  

“Damn…” I breathed.

“Oh shit…” Ben panted. “Your dick feels so fucking good in me, Colt. Fuck me! Fuck me hard!”

I held on to his hips and pulled my dick out of him before slowly sliding it back in, hearing him groan. I did that for another minute, taking my time to long dick him until he was begging me to fuck him, and then I gave him what he wanted.

Bending my knees just a little, I anchored my feet to the ground and kept one hand on Ben’s waist while my other went up to his shoulder. In that position it allowed me to straighten my legs to fuck him into his tight ass, while pulling him back onto my cock so I could fuck him even deeper.

I used the grip and the strength in my arms and legs to really start fucking him, driving my dick up into him hard, getting faster and faster until I was pounding him and he was screaming and whimpering as my cock did a number on his ass.

“So fucking good!” he screamed. “FUCK ME!!!”

By now I was really drilling his ass, our skin slapping together as I buried my cock deep inside him and pulled him down to impale him on my dick. His screams were constant as my dick sawed in and out of him, pummelling his ass.

When I got tired of the position we were in I decided to change it up a little. I stood up, with my dick balls deep inside his ass, forcing him up onto his tiptoes since I was a little taller. I reached down and took hold of one of his legs, lifting it until he put his foot down on top of the coffee table, opening his ass up even more to me, allowing me to shove my rock hard cock up into him even harder.

“OH SHIT!!” Ben screamed. “You’re going even deeper than before!”

I could feel it too. He was getting all seven plus inches of my cock deep inside him and he was fucking loving it. So was I. All thoughts of trying to make him think I was straight and didn’t know what I was doing were gone from my mind, now I was determined to get the best fuck out of him I possibly could and I was going to use everything I had learned from my many times with Kris to make that happen.

My balls were slapping against Ben’s as I drove my dick up into him, putting my hand under his knee to pull his leg up that bit more to give me even more leverage as I continued to hammer his ass.

Without warning him I pulled my dick out of his ass and heard him groan. When he turned around to see what I was doing I had already moved to sit down on the sofa. I looked him straight in the eye and then looked down at my cock, which I had in my hand, waving it at him. The biggest smile came over his face as he realised what I wanted him to do and he pounced on me, straddling me and sinking his ass down on my hard cock.

“Fuck…” We both moaned.

Ben threw his arms around my neck and started riding my dick, moving his ass up and down, fucking himself on my cock. It felt so good. He was using his ass muscles to grip my shaft, adding to the friction and the pleasure I felt as he slid his ass up my cock, only to drive it back down, plunging my cock into his depths.

I moved my hands around to his ass cheeks and massaged them while he continued to ride me. We were looking into each other’s eyes and there was a constant smile on his face as I gripped his ass and started using the strength in my arms to bounce him up and down on my cock, fucking him even harder.

Then I planted my feet fully on the ground, which gave me even more strength, power and leverage as I pushed off, using my feet, and drove my cock so hard up into him that he had to bury his face against my neck to muffle the scream. I was relentless, just wanting to fuck him so hard. I held onto his ass and just pummelled it, drilling my cock into it.

As I continued my assault on his ass I felt him pull back just slightly from where his face was pressed against my neck. Then I felt his lips against my skin as he started to kiss me. For a brief moment I felt like telling him to stop, that it was just sex, but I was too caught up in what we were doing to really care. I didn’t want to disrupt our rhythm.

He was still whimpering as my dick was being pumped up his ass, but the sounds were muffled because his lips were almost constantly in contact with my skin. He kissed my neck and along my shoulder, and then he started working his way up until he was kissing along my jawline.

I turned my head slightly away from him, which made him pull back from me, maybe a little offended. I never stopped fucking his ass but he was now looking deep into my eyes as if he was searching for something. Whatever it was he must have found it because he leaned in and pressed his lips against mine. I wanted to tell him not to kiss me but my body reacted differently to my brain and soon my lips were open and his tongue was in my mouth, dancing with my own as I fucked him.

Something about the kiss set off the animal inside me and I attacked his lips with him, kissing him hard. I wrapped my arms around him, holding him tight, and moved us further forward on the sofa until we were perched on the end. Our lips were still locked when I started leaning forward, lowering Ben until he had no choice but to break the kiss and his shoulders touched the floor.

I pulled my dick out of his ass and positioned him so his ass was resting on the edge of the sofa but his head, shoulders and upper back were on the floor. I climbed up onto the sofa so my legs were up on the cushions and then I reached across, pulling the coffee table closer to us until I could put my hands flat on its surface.

Ben looked up at me with a questioning look in his eye. He was almost bent in half and I started doing press ups over the top of him between the sofa and the table. Just as he was about to open his mouth to say something, I took one hand off the table, supporting my bodyweight with the other and lined my cock up with Ben’s ass. This time when I lowered myself, my cock plunged back into him and he screamed out, throwing his head back against the floor.

Placing both arms back on the table I started to do press ups. When I straightened my arms it would pull my dick almost completely out of his ass and then when I bent them again my cock would sink deep inside him.

I started off slow, letting him get used to being fucked in that position, and then I started to speed up until I wasn’t so much doing press ups but rather I was just holding myself up as I used my hips to thrust my cock down into him, fucking him hard and deep, letting my whole bodyweight come down on him to really drive my dick in hard.

He was screaming so loud now as I continued to hammer his ass and he was reaching around him, trying to find something to hold on to as he writhed in pure ecstasy and threw his head from side to side as he screamed my name.

When his breath finally got caught up in his throat I knew he was close and it only made me fuck him even harder. I was a little worried that I’d hurt him because he really was almost folded in half, with his ass in the air and his knees over his face, but he never protested once so I just kept going.

I didn’t notice his hard cock was pointing straight at his face until the moment he screamed louder than before and I looked down to see his face get covered with his cum as it exploded from his cock in one of the biggest loads I had ever seen.

As his dick was shooting his ass tightened around my cock and I couldn’t hold back any longer. I pulled out of his ass, threw off the condom and jerked my cock three times, still holding myself over him, until I was also flooding his face with my own load. He was almost unrecognisable there was so much cum on his face.

Breathing hard, I pushed myself up onto the sofa and sat back for a minute to bask in the glow of my orgasm. Ben didn’t move from his position on the floor but I could hear his heavy breathing and the occasional “fuck” or “shit” escape his lips.

When I came down from my orgasm I looked over at his clock and realised that the guys back at the apartment would wonder where I was since they knew I finished work, what was now well over an hour ago. I jumped up and started gathering my clothes while Ben still lay on the floor trying to recover.

I was fully dressed before he pulled himself up into a sitting position and reached across to grab his towel so he could clean himself up.

“Do you have to go so soon?” he asked.

“Yes,” I replied. “My friend’s will wonder where I’ve got to.”

“I guess you won’t be telling them where you really were?”

“No,” I said, not really caring if I hurt his feelings or not. I had cum now and I didn’t feel the same as I had before.

“I don’t see why not. It’s pretty damn clear this wasn’t your first time fucking an ass. You fucked me like a pro,” Ben smiled as he wiped the last of our cum from his face.

“Either way, I’ve got to go. Please don’t say anything about this at work,” I said.

“What do you take me for? It’s no one else’s business but ours,” Ben said with a smile. “I’m just glad I got to be with you. You’re amazing.

“Thanks,” I said. “I really do have to go, though, I’ll see you later.”

I didn’t wait around to see if he was going to say anything else I just left his apartment, headed downstairs and got back into my car. I didn’t even really know where I was because I had followed him to his complex, but after a little driving around I recognised a place and knew where I was so I was able to drive home.

What happened with Ben really weighed on my mind because it was so unlike me and I wondered why I had done it. I tried to take my mind off it and tried to focus on other things, but nothing seemed to work until I got an email from the coach of the football team telling me when the team would back in training and when I would be needed back at the Athletics department. I knew I wouldn’t be able to do both jobs at once and so the next time I went to work at the store I handed my notice in and suddenly I started feeling better about things with Ben. In less than a week I wouldn’t be working with him so nothing else would happen and I could just chalk it up to a one time thing. When I thought about it like that I realised just how hot it had been, not just because of the incredible sex and the spontaneity of it all, but because Ben was actually a really hot guy who I was happy to have fucked.

Ben was true to his word and never said a thing while we were at work. No one knew what had gone on between us and we continued on as normal workmates until it was the day I left. That day he came into then staffroom while I was on my break to tell me that he loved that he got to be with me and he just wanted to thank me again. He leaned in to give me a quick kiss on the lips and then he went back to work. That afternoon when I left the store I thought I had left Ben behind. I never expected to see him just over a month later on campus.

“Colt?” I heard a familiar voice behind me.

I turned and saw Ben standing there and immediately my eyes went wide. I wasn’t unhappy to see him, but my heart started beating rapidly, having no idea as to what he might do.

“Hey,” I said as he moved so he was by my side as I continued walking.

“Hey,” Ben replied. “I’m really happy to see you. It hasn’t been the same at the store without you.”

“Don’t lie,” I laughed.

“I’m being serious, man. How have you been?”

“Awesome,” I replied. “Working with the football team is kicking my ass a little, but I can’t complain. I love my job.”

By this time there was almost no one around us so Ben leaned in and said, “Well it’s certainly working for you. You’re as hot as ever.”

“Thanks,” I said, blushing slightly.

“Honestly, man, you are so hot. I’ve spent the past few weeks reliving that time with you over and over and over. I won’t lie, I’ve been with a couple of guys since you, but no one even compares. You fucked me so good.”

I looked around to really make sure no one was listening, but we were alone, much to my relief, as we continued walking.

“What are you doing tonight?” he asked.

“Are you serious?” I asked back.

“Yeah, I can’t stop thinking about you. Please, just one more time. I know nothing is gonna happen with us, except some really hot sex, but I just need to feel you inside me again.”

“I don’t think so,” I replied.

“Come on. You know I have my own place so no one is gonna catch us. Come round one night and fuck me like you did before. I know you want to.”

I wanted to tell him to fuck off but I couldn’t deny that my dick was starting to tingle at the thought of being back inside his amazing ass, drilling him like I did before.

“I’ll think about it, okay?” I said, never thinking I would actually do it.

A few days later as I was walking out of another class I saw him again and almost turned the other way so I didn’t bump into him, but a part of me made me continue on, walking right into his path, knowing he would spot me. I was right. He came right over.

“Hey,” he said. “Thought about my offer?”

I pulled him aside, away from the crowd and leaned in to whisper in his ear. “If we do this it’s the last time, do you understand?”

“Yes,” he said. “Does that mean you’ll come to mine again?”

“Not tonight,” I said. “I’m busy. I’ll come by Thursday. Be ready.”

“Awesome!” Ben almost shouted. “You remember my address right?”

“Not really, no,” I said.

“Okay, well I work at the store Thursday. Be outside when my shift finishes at five and you can follow me back to mine.”

“Does Shawn work Thursdays?” I asked.

“Shawn?”

“Yeah, he’s my friend.”

“Oh, and you don’t want him to catch you?”

“Yeah,” I admitted.

“No, he doesn’t, so you’re safe. You’ll definitely come on Thursday?”

“Yes,” I said.

“See you then, I’ll be ready and waiting,” Ben winked as he turned and walked away.

I didn’t know what I was doing. I had walked away from him and had chalked it all up to a one time experience and now I had just agreed to go to his apartment again and we both knew it was for nothing but sex.

As I walked home I felt a wave of guilt pass over me that I had never felt before, not when it came to men anyway. I didn’t know if it was because hooking up with Ben again made it feel like cheating, or if it was because I hadn’t told Andrea about my first time with him, but I almost wanted to tell him the deal was off, but then at least one part of me still wanted to get with him again.

When Thursday came I tried to put all thoughts of Ben and what we would be doing later out of my head and I managed to get through my classes and checked in at the Athletics Department but there was nothing for me to do. Instead of going back to the apartment before I drove over to the store, knowing the guys would probably be getting ready to go to the Rec, I just drove around until it was time for Ben’s shift to finish and then I pulled up in the parking lot outside the store.

The clock had barely hit five when I saw Ben leave the store and scan the area, looking for me. When he spotted my car I saw him smile and nod discreetly. Soon he was in his car, pulling out of his parking space and I was following him as he drove back towards his apartment, almost breaking the speed limit, which told me how eager he was.

I pulled up in the parking lot of his complex just a few seconds after he did and was only about three feet behind him as he headed to his apartment. Seeing his ass framed so perfectly in his pants made me really want it.

He opened the door to his apartment for us and we stepped inside. Closing the door, he turned to me and said, “Can I get you a drink?”

Something in my mind snapped. I wasn’t there to play around. I pushed him back against the wall and kissed him hard.

“I’m not here to have a drink with you. I’m here to fuck you,” I growled at him as I broke the kiss, only to attack his lips again.

“Oh God… Fuck me,” he moaned the next time we parted, and as soon as he finished talking my lips were back on his and I was pushing my tongue into his mouth.

His hands were all over my back and, as I pressed him harder against the wall, he wrapped his legs around my waist so I was holding up his body as our tongues continued to battle. My dick as so hard and I just needed to fuck him.

“Get me a condom and some lube,” I said as I broke the kiss again.

I stepped back and let him down. He sprinted into his bedroom and came back with what we needed. Without saying anything I threw my shirt off and started to unfasten my pants. I looked up at Ben and could see that he was shocked by how I was acting, but I didn’t care. I needed to fuck him and it needed to be now.

I was naked in a matter of seconds and took the condom from Ben’s hand as he stood in front of me, still not moving. Ripping open the pack, I took the condom out and rolled it down my cock, grabbing the lube too so I could get my dick nice and slick.

Ben was still frozen on the spot when my cock was ready for him so I reached out and grabbed him by the collar of his shirt, pulling him to me and taking his lips in mine in another heated kiss. He seemed to melt in my arms again, and as I pulled off his top, he moved to help me and soon we were both naked.

He was even hotter than I remembered. His pecs seemed to be a bit bigger than before and his abs were as hard as his cock, which was throbbing and leaking like crazy. The little bit of hair on his body still excited me because it was so different to Kris, or even Corey and Matt.

Foreplay wasn’t an option this time. I had let him give me an amazing blowjob last time, but this time I just needed his tight ass around my cock and I was determined to get it as soon as possible.

I pushed him back against the wall, into the exact same position as he had been in for that first kiss, only this time when he wrapped his legs around my waist I moved him into position and drove my cock up into him, making him scream.

His hands were around my shoulders, clawing at my skin, but I didn’t care. I knew from the groans that were coming from his mouth that he wasn’t really in pain so I just started to fuck him. I was so far past playing and going slow, I just wanted to pound his ass and blow my load.

He held on to me and whimpered against my neck as I supported his bodyweight and lifted him up off my cock only to drive him back down onto it, impaling him on my seven inch spike.

My hips were moving so fast I thought that if someone else were watching us they would see nothing but a blur as I hammered Ben harder than I had ever fucked anyone before. I used the wall as leverage to drill his ass deep, humping him against it and making him scream.

Soon his arms were round me in a tight hug, my dick still buried deep inside him, and he was muttering little words into my ear. I decided that we needed a change of scenery so I moved back from the wall but I still held him in my arms, my cock still inside him. I started walking over toward his bedroom and with each step I bounced him up and down on my cock and he started screaming my name.

When we reached his bed I lowered him down onto the mattress, making sure my cock never left his ass, and immediately went to work on fucking his hot ass again, really pounding him as I hooked my hands behind his knees and pushed them back to give me better access.

With my feet on the floor I was able to stand up on tiptoes and lean over him, pressing his legs back so they were almost touching his chest, allowing me to really drive my dick down into him, ploughing straight through him until my pubes were pressed against his ass.

My thrusts got faster and faster as my desperation to cum overwhelmed me. I pounded the holy fucking hell out of him and I’m surprised I didn’t injure him because I was fucking him so hard my own body was starting to hurt, but he just kept screaming for me to fuck him harder.

All of a sudden his body went rigid and his back arched, even though I almost had him folded in half. Cum rocketed out of his cock, shooting all over his face, chest and abs, with some even going over his head and landing on his bed. His ass clamped down on my cock as he was cumming so I shoved in as deep as I could and let his ass work me over until I filled up the condom with my own load as it poured out of my cock.

When we both stopped shooting I carefully pulled my dick out of his ass and lowered his legs back down. He just lay limp on the bed, covered in cum, with a blissful look on his face.

I sat down next to him to catch my breath but then the reality of what I had done, again, caught up to me and I felt really shit. I got up off the bed and pulled the condom off, throwing it in the trash. Then I walked out into the living room, picked up my clothes, put them back on and just left his apartment without saying goodbye or anything. My head was swimming with thoughts and I was cursing myself for giving in to my cock and letting myself fuck him again.

I got into my car and drove off, driving the streets aimlessly until I pulled up in front of my apartment building. I hadn’t even realised where I was, what I was doing or where I was going, but somehow I managed to get back home and I was so glad for it. I needed to shower so badly and not just to wash the smell of sex off my skin but to wash away the dirty feeling I felt all over me.

Why did I have to fuck him again?

The End!!