My Roommate is (Way) Too Hot! Ch.09 by Thomas_Lodge
Explore the steamy tension in Chapter 09 of 'My Roommate is (Way) Too Hot!' This gripping gay erotic sex story delves into desire, passion, and forbidden encounters. Join the journey of two captivating roommates as their chemistry ignites in unexpected ways. Read now for an unforgettable experience!<br/>
Samuel is sexy and he damn knows it, showing off his banging body on social media and in the gym any chance that he gets. Oliver knows that he should not agree to let the vacant room of his apartment to a straight horny jock, exhibitionist on top of everything else. This might only create problems and frustrations… Right? Although, how could he resist?! Sam is WAY TOO HOT!
MY ROOMMATE IS (WAY) TOO HOT!
Chapter 9: Way too reckless
Not going to lie, since Samuel had kissed me, as far as I was concerned, there was no coming back. I was fully obsessed with him.
Falling for a straight boy is always a mistake, I am aware, but my roommate was no ordinary straight boy.
First of all, he was the hottest, sexiest, and most attractive man I had ever met in my life. That must count for something.
Second of all, he was very much open-minded and horny 24/7. That helped too!
Yet, I could tell that the attraction was not mutual…
At the very least, not fully.
Stroking together, and each other, that was fine, – we could go at it whenever he was not bringing a girl (or girls, plural) home (which was quite rare) -, I had rimmed his ass, and he had licked mine in the context of a drunk challenge, but aside from that, Samuel was not giving me a lot.
We had not repeated the kiss, and I had not even tasted his beautiful meaty cock.
Not once, even though he had already given me a facial.
Samuel had been living with me for almost two months at this point and although he was still wandering around naked, often hard, and being playful with me, he did not seem interested to experiment some more.
I am not complaining though.
The little that he gave me was good enough to fuel my libido.
As long as he was providing me with some eye candy and occasional jerking-off sessions, I could deal with the frustrations of not getting more from him.
The only problem was that while I was falling for my roommate, it was not leaving me any space to meet somebody else.
I could not let go though, and I kept obsessing over Samuel in the hope that maybe, a miracle would happen.
Could he discover himself as bisexual and suddenly fall in love with his nerdy skinny roommate?
As if…
Maybe God is gay after all, because some sort of a miracle did happen!
Well, calling this accident a miracle might be far-fetched. It was also a big mess.
One day, Kurt, Samuel’s gym protegee, called me while I was at work. I was surprised because he had never called me before and it was the middle of the afternoon in a weekday.
“Hi Oliver, thanks for picking up!”
“Hi Kurt, what’s up?”
“I’m sorry to call you but something happened today.”
He seemed very nervous over the phone. Immediately, I could tell that something was wrong.
“You’re worrying me, man.”
“There’s been an accident at the gym and I had to bring Sam to the hospital.”
“What?! What happened? How is he?!”
My heart was beating loud in my chest and my hands started to shake.
“He’s fine but he’s gonna need surgery, they’re bringing him to the O.R. right now.”
“That must be a little serious if they bring him on an emergency surgery.”
“That’s a long story but a weight fell on his shoulders, a trauma surgeon just saw him and there’re going to operate to avoid any further damages.”
“Shit! How bad is it, really?”
“I’m not so sure but I don’t think that bad…”
That was not very reassuring.
“Okay, well, I’m coming. Which hospital?”
“Wait, the main reason Sam asked me to call you was to bring clothes from the apartment since he’s gonna have to spend at least the night in here.”
“Sure, of course. But he’s okay, then, I mean, he’s conscious and everything?”
“Well… Yeah… Somewhat.”
It became obvious that I would not be able to get much information from Kurt so I hurried out of work.
I told Franck to explain the situation to our boss and I ran to get a change of clothes for Samuel at the apartment.
When I arrived at the hospital, he was already ongoing surgery.
Kurt was anxiously sitting in a waiting room.
“Thanks for coming, bro.” He told me, hugging me.
“Of course… But what happened?”
“It’s just a silly accident. Angelo is pissed.”
“A weight fell on him? How does that even work? Aren’t you supposed to spot each other to avoid this kind of problems?”
“I know, this is why it’s so stupid. He was… Samuel was joking with a girl who was working out and, I don’t know, I saw this shit happening from afar but he, like, wanted to show her something and…”
“Oh God… He wanted to impress a girl?”
“I think he wanted to make a laugh, really.”
“What an idiot!” I snapped.
“I mean, it was a bit reckless, but you know him…”
“A bit?! He’s having surgery right now! How reckless is that? Was the girl worth it at least?!”
I was mad now, mainly because I was worried.
Also, maybe because I was jealous… Why did he have to be so reckless for a damn woman?
“She was just a dumb bitch that he’s already fucked anyway.”
If I did not know better, it might have sounded like Kurtis was just as pissed and jealous as I was…
“Okay, and what do the doctors say?”
“They’re not too worried but Samuel is mad because whatever happens, he’ll have to stop working-out for a while now, he’s gonna have to wear some casts.”
“Well, maybe that’ll serve as a lesson.” I replied, bitterly.
“Yeah…”
“Shit, I hope he’s going to be fine.”
“He will. Trust me, it’s not that bad.”
We waited with Kurt for more than four hours until Samuel was waking up from his surgery.
In the meantime, I had calmed down and by this point, I was only concerned for his well-being.
He was awake but a bit dizzy when we went to talk with him in the evening.
“How are you feeling, Sam?”
“Like shit…” He muttered.
“You’ll get better. The surgeons told us that everything went fine, there’s no issue with your spine or with any other vital organ.” I reassured him.
“Thanks for coming, Oliver… You’re… You’re the best guy.”
“Get some rest, now.”
“You really are the best, love you, bro.”
My heart melted a little but I knew that it did not mean anything.
“Love you too, and you’re really deep under pain killers, man.”
He smiled at me and fell back asleep.
I went home very late into the night, only once I knew that Sam was okay.
I barley slept though. I came back early in the morning to check on him.
“I’m a stupid fucker.” He told me, fully awake, both of his arms in a cast.
“Wow, you look like those guys in comedies when the character has a car crash and they put him in ridiculous full-body casts.”
“You’re sure those movies are comedies? Because that’s not funny!”
“No, it’s not, but it’s only the upper body for you, and it could have been much worse.”
“I’m so freaking dumb… Everyone at the gym is going to laugh at me, the personal trainer who get smashed by his own weights. How ridiculous is that?!”
“There’s no denying that you’re dumb, Sam, but nobody’s going to make fun of you. Jeong came to see you when you were sleeping last night, he was super worried. Same goes for Angelo, and Kurt of course. Everyone just wants you to get better soon.”
“That’s so damn frustrating, Oliver. I cannot even wash myself. Before you came in, a male-nurse cleaned up my cock! And that was not in a sexy hot way.”