Date: Tue, 17 Nov 2009 09:14:14 +0000
From: Nick Alias Pizza Boy <nickaliaspizzaboy@hotmail.com>
Subject: Repressed Roommate

			    Repressed Roommate



				    By




			   Nick Alias Pizza Boy




CHAPTER ONE:


What do you do when you wake up one day and realise your roommate has moved
out overnight without notice, leaving you with unpaid bills?  You just take
anyone, at least temporarily.

This is precisely what happened to Simon Miller a month ago, two days
before rent was due.  He couldn't afford living alone in Manhattan and,
thankfully, a girl from his evening class could introduce him someone who
could move in right away.  It happened so quickly, their first meeting took
place when he brought his suitcases an hour after he had called him.

It had been so quick, the two men had absolutely no idea if they were fit
to live together.  Sure, being roommates wasn't like living together as a
couple but nonetheless, a little compatibility was welcome.

When William walked in, Simon was pleased by his good looks but he
immediately suspected they wouldn't become the best of friends.  He was too
close, too distant.  No party animal and, as Simon rightfully guessed, no
guy to get naked with...

At almost 28, Simon worked in advertising and took an almost excessive care
of his body following years of child and teenage obesity.  Perfectly cut
and tan, over 100 lbs lighter with three times less bodyfat than 10 years
earlier, Simon had begun to show off as much as he could and that included
being totally carefree about nudity in his own apartment.  Usually, he
specified it to people who sought to rent his second room and there have
been guys up for the same thing.  But that time, he could sense it wouldn't
be possible.

He could live with this, of course.  However, he failed miserably at
evaluating how stuck up William turned out to be.  The guy didn't eat meat,
smoke, drink coffee or alcohol, just to name a few, but was also extremely
self-conscious about being seen, even partially, undressed.  As far as
Simon could remember, even girls have shown more skin, for example by
showing up for breakfast in just loose tops.

In fact, the first time Simon stood topless in front of William, he felt
such a strong condemnation in his look that he rushed to put his shirt back
on.  Needless to say, the only skin Simon had seen on William were his
hands and face, it was useless to hope for something else even though,
under those collar shirts, he seemed to be quite buff.

Was he a priest? A member of a particularly conservative, fundamentalist
church?  Simon guessed so.  But as William seldom spoke of his private
life, he couldn't be certain.  Even his classmate, the one that recommended
him, didn't know for sure.  She didn't know more than Simon, i.e that he
lived an extremely monastic life.

Having realised this, Simon thought it would be a bad idea to take guys
home for sex.  Being a bit of a slut, or was it simply because, as an art
model, he had a chance to meet a lot of guys who wanted him, he was
disappointed to turn down opportunities because he was unable to host.
Anyway, he assumed William would eventually move out with people who were
more like him in a...well, seminary!

After a month, he could live with a quieter sex life, but the obligation to
be dressed from head to toe in common rooms was frustrating him
increasingly.  It was, after all, his apartment, he was there first so he
shouldn't be submitting to someone else's rules.  Especially when they made
no sense.  Simon found extreme that a guy, especially as good looking as
William, would refuse to be seen even in a t-shirt.  So far, he had seen
all of his roommates in their underwear, when not plain naked.


CHAPTER TWO:


Then came the day, a Sunday morning, when Simon woke up around six and was
unable to fall asleep again.  Unable to stay in bed doing nothing, he
decided to put on his lycra singlet and go run around town.  Once he got
up, it was a bit over four hours later and he had nearly completed a
marathon distance.  To add to the challenge, he didn't use the elevator to
reach his apartment on the 16th floor.

Spent, drenched, he immediately headed to the living room and stepped out
on the small balcony where he took his singlet off and hung it on the
dryer.  Back inside, he did some stretches before crossing the kitchen to
reach the bathroom.

He had no idea William was there, usually he left the apartment early on
Sunday mornings.  He was shocked to find him eating breakfast but the shock
was definitely stronger for the "suspected churchman", who was suddently
exposed to an extremely sinful sight- Simon's naked body.

- Good morning! Simon said, serving himself a glass of water.

- Good morning.

From what he could see, William was in a bit of an ackward position.  Simon
felt he was being watched by his roommate, so he thought about giving him a
bit of a show by staying there and talk.  But William diverted his eyes,
prompting Simon to fake an apology.

- I'm sorry.  I've been running and I stink like a pig.  Let me hydrate a
bit and I'll be off to shower and dress up.

- Ok but then I must apologise for not looking at you while you are talking
to me.

- You really have strict religious beliefs, don't you?

- Nudity is wrong.

Simon could have bet a ten that there was a slight hesitation in William's
voice.

- It's your belief, not mine.  I enjoy the freedom of being naked.  To be
honest with you, most of the time I don't bother with clothes at home.  I'm
just making an effort because you are horrified.

- I...  I am not horrified, Simon.  But the body is not a public object.

As he heard this, Simon began to wonder if William had ever taken any cloth
off in front of someone.

- I believe the body is something natural, something we all have and of
which we shouldn't be ashamed of.  Especially when they look good.  You
know, muscles, tan...

William began to soften his guard.  He turned his head back towards Simon,
looking at him in the eyes.  Already an improvement!

- William, I take it you have never seen another naked man before.  Even,
do you look at yourself in the mirror sometimes?

- Rarely.

So, Simon thought, it must explain why his full-lenght bathroom mirror was
constantly moved: William removed it from the door when he showered.

- You should make peace with yourself.  You can't be ashamed of what you're
living in.  Don't you think?

Noticing William was becoming more and more uncomfortable, Simon decided to
end his play.  But as he made one step towards the bathroom, William downed
his glass of juice and stood up quickly.

- I must look insane to you, no?

- It's okay William.  I stop and we won't discuss it again.

- No, I...  Simon, I know I'm wrong here.  I...

On that, Simon watched the unbelievable happening.  Three feet in front of
him, William stripped so fast that it seemed his clothes were burning him.
His shirt was literally ripped apart, a couple of buttoms rolling on the
tile floor.

The whole thing shocked Simon.  He wouldn't have guessed William was so
muscular...and hung!  Why did he keep this to himself for so long? he
wondered.

- Can I fuck you?  Please Simon, I've never...

In a second, Simon was bent over the kitchen table and William stood behind
to penetrate him.  But the innocent young man, who had never even
masturbated, was barely inside that he began to ejaculate uncontrollably
for a moment that seemed endless to both of them.

- You've cum too soon, William.  It's normal for a first time.  Now, get
hard and do it again.  You'll hold it longer.

As William fucked him for a second, then third time, Simon felt his hands
teasing his nipples, pecs and abs.  It was all so new for William, he was
completely fascinated by this other body.

But despite those three penetrations, Simon had yet to reach climax.  They
ended up on his waterbed, with Simon giving William a masturbation crash
course.  William's 8.5-inch cock still stood, unmoved by the four orgasms
he had had.  Quite normal when it had only been used for peeing in nearly
three decades!

The roommates then took a long hot shower together, after which Simon
invited William to "educate himself" by watching his porn collection.
Obviously, he had never watched any pornography so Simon even dug out a few
straight flicks he had in a drawer.  As William got more and more turned on
by the action on the screen, Simon plunged and gave him his first blowjob.


CHAPTER THREE:


From then on, their common life took a major improvement.  Sex remained
only occasional but there were no more tabus in the apartment, William was
definitely catching up on living as a nudist like Simon.  As Simon joked,
morning erections became regular guests for breakfast.

Some two months after their first encounter, Simon returned from a Saturday
morning workout only to find his best friend Eric seated next to his door.

- Bitch kicked me out!

- Don't call her like that.  I'm sure you've deserved it.

- Dude, you gotta take MY side.

- I do.  Get up and come in or I'll lock you out.

William was out and only met their unexpected guest late in the afternoon,
finding him and Simon having a chat in the kitchen.  They had been drinking
and, probably because he was in a state of distress, Eric looked a bit
drunk already.  When he excused himself to use the toilet, William
immediately muttered in Simon's ear.

- Does he look good naked?

- What?

- What, what?

- He sure does.  But this guy is married, okay badly married, but he's out
of reach.

- If you tell me you've never wanted to have sex with him, I won't believe
you.

Fuck, William was right.  Back when Simon was an unattractive, pale and
obese teenager, Eric was so hot that he bedded even his mates' mothers.
And he owed him his "new" body, Eric being his personal trainer for many
years when he decided to lose weight.  Simon's favourite part of working
out with him was always the shower and he had countless jerk off sessions
about it.

- I'll fix dinner, I shouldn't be here anyway.  Eric announced

- No, it's okay.  William's a hell of a cook.

- Since when do you choose roommates by their cooking skills?  I thought
you auditionned them in your bedroom.

Simon blushed.  He had done that a lot, Eric was right.

By his own admission, Eric needed to slow down his drinking and thus dinner
was on water.  They only opened another bottle of wine in the middle of the
evening, as they were all sat down on the couch watching a movie.

- Hey, did I tell you I got myself a new tatoo? Eric said

- You said you were getting it but I didn't hear more, Simon replied.

- And what is it? William asked.

Eric immediately unbuttoned his blue shirt, revealing the colourful dragon
drawn over his entire left pec.

- Wow, it's a cool one! William and Simon commented.

- Drew it myself, it's original work.

- Nice.

- Suppose you've never seen anyone with a third nipple, Eric joked as he
felt William's attention on his chest.  Touch it, it doesn't bite anyone.

William took Eric to his word and slightly pinched the small circle next to
his left nipple.  Seeing an opportunity to play with Eric's huge
half-dollar-sized brown nipples, Simon did the same on the other side.

- Shit, am I in a gay threesome or what? Eric exclaimed when William and
Simon swapped their fingers for their lips and tongues.

A hand, actually Simon's right, went down Eric's washboard abs and grabbed
his crotch.  Despite being trapped in his jeans, he could feel heat
radiating off it - a sign of growing excitement.

- Guys, this is getting a bit wild...  I'm not sure I can handle that.

But Eric then locked in a kiss with William, as Simon undid his belt and
unzipped his pants.  The thick 8-incher popped out instantly, Eric still
disliking underwear as much as before, and Simon went down on it
immediately.

- Dude, I knew you'd be a pro!

Eric threw his shirt away while his pants and socks were pulled off by
Simon.  William undressed himself then Simon, before Eric told him to sit
on the edge of the couch so he could have a try at oral sex.  His ass was
then lifted as Simon proceded to rim him a bit.

- Awwwww... This is hot....  Don't fuck me though, please!

Simon smiled and instead invited Eric to pound his generously lubed ass
away.  William positionned himself to get sucked off by Simon but it turned
out to be a on and off thing, Simon being more interested in getting fucked
by his married best friend.

The carpet was scratching their knees so they moved back on the couch,
which proved too small for three big guys so they ended up in Simon's
bedroom.  This is where they all finished each other off, nearly falling
asleep immediately.

Eric's wife called to beg him to return so he rushed to the shower, got
dressed and left.  As he walked back to his home, he sent Simon a text
message.

"Thanks for the hot sex.  I'll come back for more later"

Curiously, it was the same lines that William used when he moved out
without notice on a day Simon visited his parents in New Jersey.  The
difference is, contrary to Eric who made it a Saturday afternoon tradition,
William never returned for sex with Simon...or to pay his dues.

THE END

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