Buckle up. If you aint into long-winded stories then scroll on. I don't share much on here and what I share may take a little while to get through in my next several posts. Disclaimer: We are adults over 18.
Here's a link to the last part- https://www.reddit.com/r/gaystoriesgonewild/comments/1daz3ry/hankerings\_of\_a\_houseguest\_10/
In the bathroom I stripped off my shorts and stood there in front of the mirror. My cock was beet red and throbbing. It felt unusually hot. I grabbed a wet washcloth and washed my dick and balls. There was definitely something in that Fleshlight. Something like a lube or a cream that had a warming effect on my skin. I smelled the washcloth after I was done and it smelled faintly of cinnamon and cum. I was such a dumbass for taking his Fleshlight. I regretted it now and won't use it again. I tried to wash my arm but the cum was crusting in my arm hairs so I decided to just take a shower instead. Maybe I was thinking that I could relax and chill out a bit after the shower and help my boner go down. Damon had his beer to keep him occupied and he'd probably have all of them gone by the time I saw him again. Damon used the toilet while I was showering and said he was going to drink some of the other 6 pack if that was OK. I told him no problem and he left me alone.
I spend quite a while under the shower. I showered a lot longer than I usually did in the morning. I had a slight urge to jerk off in the shower but focused on soaping me down. I wasn't really disgusted by having Damon's cum on me but I really wasn't gonna go the whole night without a little more than a whore bath in the sink to clean me up. The fresh towels hung just outside the shower and I wiped down then wrapped my self up in one of the larger ones. I tucked the towel tight in my waist and grabbed my dirty clothes from off the floor and went to my room to put on fresh clothes.
It was starting to get dark outside and the hallway was getting a little chilly. I went through the open door of my bedroom and threw the dirty clothes in the hamper. The soiled white briefs were still there on the floor and I picked them up with 2 fingers and deposited them in the clothes hamper too. The bed was a bit of a mess with the blanket falling off the end where I had fallen off. I picked the blanket up and expected to see the laptop in the tangle of blanket but it must have fallen on the floor. I looked around the room for it but couldn't find it. Damon shout from the living room "Hey, John-nay, come her." and I went to see what he wanted. Well low and behold there he was sitting on the couch with my laptop on the coffee table nested among food wrappers and empty bottles. The TV was on and there was only one other light on and it was the glow of the laptop. Damon smirked and glowed and asked me what this was as he pointed at the laptop.
I clutched at the towel around my waste and didn't know if I should be angry or ashamed about getting caught with the porn on the laptop. Damon asked me if he had interrupted something when he got home and I said yes. He made a comment about the movie and said he'd watched a little of it while I was in the bathroom. I asked for my laptop back and wanted to put it away but Damon wasn't going to give it back right away. He said he wanted to watch my video all the way through. I was frustrated and told him I didn't care and turned away to return to my bedroom to put some clothes on. Damon asked where I was going and said I might as well come join him right there on the couch. I did an about face and said "What?" He said "You heard me. Come over here." and he patted at my spot on the couch. I told him I don't think so and he said don't be shy it aint like we haven't seen each other. Oh how I had hoped that I had jerked off in the shower. My cock started to stiffen up under the towel as I zoned out standing there looking at the laptop screen wondering just what I should do now. On the screen was the brunette in freeze frame and you could see her tongue on one guys dick and her hand wrapped around the other guy's dick. I did need to get off and I kind of knew that this was how our friendship was going to evolve. I just wasn't sure if I was ready for this next step.
Damon's jeans were already unbuttoned and his zipper was down. I could see he had on his "Sunday" boxers. Damon reached his hand into his boxers and I caught a glimpse of his cock head as he scratched at his pubes then pulled his hand back out and let his waist band snap. He rubbed his hairy belly and raised his t-shirt up a little and then with the other hand he reached for the laptop to resume the video. He looked again at me and said "You know you need to." and he winked and slapped at his swollen belly then sniffed his fingers. "Alright." I said and climbed over his legs to sit next to him on the couch. He told me to sit close so we can both watch and he dragged the table and laptop closer. An empty beer bottle hit the floor with a clunk but neither one of us seemed to care. Damon grabbed the last full beer off the table and popped it open. I settled in there beside him as he took several swigs and he clumsily rubbed his finger on the laptop to get to the play button but he couldn't do it. He growled and said "You do it." I leaned forward and swiped my finger over the pad and hit play and the brunette in the movie started her jiggling and moaning just as she did before.
I did feel kind of trapped there tight up against Damon with the litter of the last hour foreboding around me like an eminent whirlwind of beer bottles, toss pillows, trash and unused fast food napkins. The feeling that everything was gonna heave up and start swirling was almost overwhelming. The need for OCD cleaning retreated to the back burner and I clutched at the fold of my damp towel feeling I was about to take an life-cleansing plunge. The coffee table was almost pinning my legs to the couch as I contemplated my next move. Damon seemed to almost shout "Wait,wait,wait…start it over!". I again leaned forward and started the video over again as he commanded and hit the full screen. Damon's gruff voice caught me off guard. Clearly he was drinking too much and he was making me feel a little ill at ease then. His arm slyly slid across my shoulder then I leaned back and tried to sink with him deep into the sectional couch. My mind got lost for a second as I dazed there feeling tiny grippy grabs at my bare shoulders from Damon's big rough hand. I lost all focus for a moment until the brunette on the screen started her giddy tiny screams of delight. I focused on the screen as the two guys on the couch in the porno started to ease their heads back in ecstasy. My own head tried to loll back and I was nervously almost hoping that Damon's focus would stay on the laptop and not on me.
My eyes slowly closed and I could hear the bubbly, busty brunette start to slurp on the first cock and the guy on the porno started to moan. It was a scene that I had recreated as fantasy in my head many, many times. Damon let out a low moan and I could feel his slight jerking moves as he started to get into the video. I raised my hand that was clutching the towel up and started to stroke the small patch of chest hair that grew over my heart. Caressing it in circles and losing myself deep into the couch. Damon withdrew his arm from around my shoulder and I heard him clink around the bottle of beer as he took the last few gulps. Whirlwinds of rubbish swirled in fantasy inside my head as I retreated to mind created visuals. My other free hand now started to make slow work at my navel swirling tiny circles around the tiny hairy orifice. Relaxed and breathing slowly, I lost myself in the sounds of the room. I had never watched porn in the living room before and it seemed quite foreign to me yet not uncomfortable. I caught a whiff of Damon's hot beer and onion breath and I sensed that he was watching me. I felt his hand rest on my towel near my thigh then he started to slowly rub my upper thigh as if petting a small pup. He let out a low gruff-like growl and my downward pointing dick started jumping and pummeling the underside of the towel. Damon rubbed my thigh with a little more pressure as if to excite the animal inside me and after a while the friction seemed to want to catch my leg on fire.
Damon grasped at the towel along my waist below my belly button and my finger lightly grazed the side of his rough and beefy fist. He effortlessly released me from the towel and slowly peeled it away like opening a highly antisipated gift on Christmas morn. My cock bounced to the left then throbbed and pointed up and over towards Damon to my right. He returned his hand to my upper thigh and continued his rubdown with added pleasure on my hairy leg. My cock bounced every now and then and my own hands slowly became still as I lost myself to sensation. Damon rubbed my leg as the porn played on. His rhythm and speed with one hand matched that of the other and then suddenly I felt him stop and pull his hand away. With my eyes still closed I could feel him wriggling a little then struggle to eagerly strip all his clothes off. He grunted and mumbled and before I knew it I could feel his hairy ass cheek touch my right ass cheek. I suddenly shivered from the prickling of his coarse hair on my bare skin. Gooseflesh started from the back of my neck and traveled down the length of my body down to my bare toes on the carpet and my fingertips. The room felt electric and my eyes flew open for the first time in what felt like ages.
Damon and I made eye contact and he smiled a spritely and mischievous smile as he focused in on my face. "You alright, man?" he said and I watched his lips purse and flutter through each word and then his tongue emerged and slowly and almost seductively curled up to cover his upper lip. His eyes were comical and adorable as they drew together and crossed below his fuzzy caterpillar brow. He gazed at my mouth waiting for my words to come out. My mouth was gaping wide as my eyes had not yet finished exploring his newly released nude body. As if for the first time in a fresh blinding light Damon's gruff and abrasive exterior peeled away and seemed to smooth out to a fuzzy, fluffy and comforting masculine new shell. My feelings felt different and thoughts seem to change to desire for my buddy as I felt all my walls wanting to come crumbling down. He nudged me with his elbow as if to break through the barrier and I closed my mouth. His breath became hot on my face as he grew closer searching my eyes for someone familiar. He leaned in and I felt his plump slightly chapped lips graze over mine. Rough like his hands, his lips started their assault. Our eyes must have closed as the taste of beer invaded my mouth. My own lips quivered as he slowly darted his invading tongue between my lust weakened lips. He played and danced tongue to tongue with me as I remained there feeling physically like a dead fish. HIs tongue explored and pursued and nudged my firm and prudish tongue as he tried to flip and wrestle me into an oral bombardment of submission. After its concerted effort and its failure the forceful intruder retreated from my now saliva filled mouth. His lips then returned and pursed and puckered delicately around the opening of my mouth coaxing and caressing me into one last ditch effort for reciprocation. The creases and tiny muscles of his lips battled and gripped with my own then ceased and he pulled away with a long string of saliva trailing away the last vestiges of the failed attempt at silent seduction. "It's Ok if you're not quite ready for my kisses." Damon's words were surprisingly smooth like butter.
My face flushed red, red as my throbbing dick and I could feel my heartbeat jumping randomly to all different parts of my body then return to rest in my chest just under the hairy patch where my hand lay. I reopened my eyes and we shared a tiny yet similar smile of recognition. He retreated to his sunken spot in the comfy couch and joined me in a newfound bliss of similar yet conflicting feelings. Feelings and thoughts of what was to come. Some of fear and of future but none of regret. The real world slipped away as the two of us tried to return to the amateur fantasy of the video that was playing on my laptop. This, this right here what we had was no fantasy and it could go in any which way we choose. This was going to be a start of something much more real than pure two dimension fantasy we were sharing from a glowing screen. One of us or both of us held the power to make these fantasies come true at that exact moment. I really wanted to speak then and ask Damon my questions of the universe but I yet again remained silent.
Damon's right hand returned to the solid schlong between his manspread legs as he gazed at the laptop porn. He belched and his left leg started to jump little jumps up and down like a nervous high school teen. My left hand started to make soft, gentle rotations in my wiry chest hair and around my beating heart. My hand's speed matched the slow speed of Damon's hand as we tried to match energies there within the illuminated darkness of the room. My penis started a surprising slow decent to the crevice of the right iliac region of my lower abdomen. Before it could make contact it released a small bead of precum that lit up the darkness like a glittering precious diamond. This caught Damon's attention and he snatched my dick up in his left hand before its touchdown. He held me there and grasped me and pumped me in his tightening and loosening fat fist as if pumping the life back into it. My cock forced blood back and forth up and down its shaft among his forceful fingers. Veins started popping and the head of my cock grew enormous with excitement. I swear my cock grew an inch at that exact moment and now must have measured almost seven inches! Just like the guys in the video my head snapped back like a Pez dispenser and came to rest on the back of the couch. My arms went limp and fell to my sides and Damon began to mold me like putty in his hands. I knew at that moment that Damon was in it to win it and his once hidden lust from me was not going to rest tonight without his just rewards.