“Like what?”
“Don’t get upset, I was just kidding. Come back.”
“I’ve already been told that before, that I was doing too much… Sometimes, I’m not very good at reading a room.”
He was so cute when he was genuine like that.
“The vibe of the room is pretty clear right now. I love having you around, come on, just sit and let’s watch some television together.”
He smiled and jumped on the couch like an excited dog, his meaty dick bouncing in the process.
“Is that because of me that you’re hard?”
Damn! I had gotten more relaxed around Samuel, but not that much…
I blushed as he noticed and commented on the blatant erection in my loose underwear.
“What do you think, idiot?” I snapped back.
“Ahah, that’s why you didn’t want to see more of me! You didn’t want to have a wet accident!”
He seemed to think that this was hysterical but I was not laughing.
“I’m glad that you think that’s funny…”
“Of course, I do! What’s not funny with a bro getting hard watching you?”
I rolled my eyes.
“You really don’t mind it?”
“Nah… Why? You think I’m a homophobe or something? On top of being a narciss… what was that word again?”
“Narcissist. And no, I don’t think you’re a homophobe but most straight guys would not appreciate their roommate fantasize about them.”
“Wait… Fantasize?”
Shit.
Wrong choice of word on my part!
“I meant… Getting excited when you show off!”
“Why would I get mad about it? If a girl was getting naked next to me, I’d certainly get hard, wouldn’t make me a bad guy.”
I was almost moved when he said that, this was just a simple way of treating homosexuality.
My roommate did not realize how touching he could be.
“You’re really…” I looked for my words. “You’re really special, Samuel. I… If more people were like you, the world would be much easier for people like me.”
He extended his strong and pumped arm to hug me.
At this point, I did not even care that he was naked, it was no longer about things being sexual, I was simply happy to have him as a friend.
That being said, though, with Samuel, things never took long before getting back to being sexual.
We watched an anime together for twenty minutes before he started getting bored with it.
He remained seated next to me but he was scrolling on his phone instead of looking at the television screen.
Samuel was never short of DMs to look at on his social media. There was always a girl ready to come by to take care of his needs.
Although, that evening, he did not seem so lucky.
“What a cunt…” He muttered.
I ignored him. He was always bitching about women, but then, would always say yes when they suggested to crawl inside his bed.
I knew the drill.
“Well, I think I won’t see anyone tonight.” He eventually said, about five minutes later.
“Wow. You’re telling me that there won’t be any girl coming at the apartment?! Since when did that not happen?!” I teased him.
“Please, most of the times, I go to their places, or we do it at the gym, or anywhere really…”
“Most of the times you fuck, it’s outside of the apartment? Really?!”
“Yes. I guess I fuck a lot!”
I almost replied something sarcastic but then, I realized that he might have been telling the truth. Samuel was not a liar and maybe the action I was seeing at home was only the tip of the iceberg!
“How many times are you fucking per week exactly?”
“Don’t know… Hard to tell… Way more than you are, that’s for sure.”
“That’s a low blow, man.”
“Sorry, I’m just frustrated. I need to bust my loads on the regular or I get irritated.”
Again, this seemed like a sincere statement.
I was curious though.
“How many times exactly? What do you mean by regular?”
“Depends on the day but, I’d say three to four nuts are a minimum. How many times do you jerk-off a day?”
“Not that much!”
Although, to be honest, my rhythm of masturbation had greatly increased since I had met Samuel; but he did not need to know that.
“Angelo and Jeong have already told me that I have a problem with that. They think I’m a nympho.”
“They may be onto something there.” I smiled at him.
“A nymphomaniac narcissist.” He summed up. “Ouch.”
“Hey, don’t beat yourself up, everyone has his own thing, you know.”
“Yeah, right, but sometimes, I jerk off so much that my wrist hurt, that’s bad, right?”
“I suppose…”
“But see, now I’m stressing out and all I want to do is rub one out! It’s my go-to because I know that it’ll make me feel instantly better.”
“It’s more harmless than using drugs.” I spoke to reassure him, and also, because I did not want Samuel to ease off on his jerking-off habits.
I had caught him a few times and it had always been a great sight.
Besides, I had started to really get into the habit of sniffing and playing with his dirty cummy underwear. I was not really one to judge!
However, since our time in the sauna, I had never been that close to one of his actual ejaculations.
Well, that was until that evening.
“Should we put on some porn?” He suggested shortly after.
I should have known this conversation would bring us there.
“You… You wanna watch something together?”
“We’ve already stroked ourselves in the same room, no big deal?”
“No… I… Honestly, I could use some release as well.”
“Yeap, I turned you on badly earlier, right?”
I ignored him.
“But what do you want to watch?”
“None of your gay shit, bro. No offense.”
“Non-taken, but you’ll be happy to know that I rarely ever watch gay porn.”
“Really?”
I thought it may have been a mistake to admit it, but Samuel was so open with me that I did not want to lie.
“I find straight performers way sexier and better at what they do than the gay pornstars. Also, there’re so much more choices within straight porn depending on what you wanna watch.”
“And what do you wank your wiener off to exactly?”
“Gangbangs and other stuff like that… To be frank, pretty rough stuff.”
“We’re not so different then!” Samuel exclaimed, rising his hand to high-five me.
A couple minutes later, a bukkake scene was playing on the television’s screen. About forty horny men were taking care of two girls who were avidly sharing their seeds.
“That’s some nasty shit.” Samuel commented, already fondling with his XXL dick.
I slid down my underwear and exposed my own hard cock.
It definitely looked small right next to Sam’s, (which was unfair really, because I had a pretty decent cock), but he did not make any comment. He was already using both of his hands to jerk off his pole.
That thing could get hard in a second.
I tried to look more at the dicks on the screen than at his rod but I did not fool Sam for long.
“If you prefer staring at mine rather than at the porn, that’s fine by me.” He mentioned casually.
“You want me to look at you while you’re jerking-off?”
“If you want to! Is my dick more pleasing than the ones on the screen? Is this more exciting in real life?”
“Fuck yeah… So much better…”
“Then, what’s the issue?”
He moved over just a little so he was semi-facing me while still being able to watch the TV, he spread his legs and he added:
“Then, enjoy, bro!”
I was stunned.
Although I was learning to know Sam and how exhibitionist he could be, this was still next level. He was literally offering a solo porn scene in real life.