Date: Tue, 24 Nov 2015 17:38:27 -0600
From: Chris Tian <sexychrispylove@gmail.com>
Subject: Roommate Desires Chapter 2

	After my story being submitted for such a short time, I have
received so much love and support from you all!  For those of you who have
written to tell me (and especially to those of you who chose to show me), I
so much appreciate it.  I guess I forgot to add the disclaimer part to the
first chapter.  While most of the events in this line of stories are based
on truth, I have changed much of them to keep and protect the identity of
myself and other people in the story.  Discretion is now a thing of great
importance as I have a job in which doing things considered inappropriate
is frowned on.  I believe fucking and cumming on cam would be looked down
on.  Yes, I realized (after the submission of the first part of this story)
that I used the same name of my best friend in my first set of stories a
few years ago.  This is not the same Jake.  I have just always had a thing
for the name Jake.  So, for all you Jakes out there, know that I would
probably jump your bones for you name alone!  One more thing, yes, this is
technically continuation from the previous story, as it is also based on
truths.  I hope you enjoy the continuation of my story.  My E-Mail is
sexychrispylove@gmail.com.

Here are scenes from the last chapter.  If you haven't read it yet, now
might be a good time to go back.

	"Are we really going to do this?" He whispered into my ear.  His
breath was hot on my cheek and smelled sweet.  I answered his question by
pressing my lips into his.

Jake sat down in the chair and scooted his ass forward so he could lean all
the way back.  He closed his eyes tight and started counting.  I almost
fumbled to get my lips around the soft skin of his cock head.

Part Two

	After a long day of class and dealing with the anxiety of the
possibility that Jake was upset with me, I finally made it home.  I
couldn't help but think that I was overzealous in trying to make something
happen between the two of us.  I wanted him so badly that I hadn't thought
straight.  I dropped my bag off next to Jake's by the door.  Good, he was
home and I can see what's going on.  I walked through the living room and
kitchen of our small, two-bedroom apartment.  His door was slightly open
and he was listening to music.

	"Hey, can we -" I stopped in my tracks as I pushed open his door.
He was in mid-thrust with some random chick.  All I saw was his ass rising
and falling as he fucked this girl.  All he did was look back, and then
continued with his thrusting before I could back out of his room.  I went
back through the kitchen and living room to my bedroom.  Before I lay down
on my bed, I remembered by the sound of his fucking, that both our beds
were against the wall we shared.  That was originally a fun thing we did so
we could knock and communicate when we got bored at night.

	I went over to my bed and moved it against the other wall in a full
rage.  I didn't even understand why I was so upset.  He had brought home
plenty of fuck buddies.  Even back when we shared a room in the dorms last
year, I never had a problem with that.  I also never had a problem with
bringing fuck buddies of my own home.  Jake and I had laid pipe at the same
time, many times over the past two years.  It just hurt now.  I climbed
into my bed, held onto my pillow and cried myself to sleep.

	When I woke up the next morning, Jake was already gone.  I had a
quick breakfast, threw on a pair of basketball shorts and a T-Shirt, and
then left for a run.  The cool air and music helped calm my nerves.  After
about an hour, I made it back to the apartment.  I don't have any classes
on Fridays, so I went on to the webcam website to hang out.  I wasn't in
the mood to go hardcore for points, so I set small goals.  Within ten
minutes, my viewers had me naked.  Another five minutes and they had me
jacking off.  They came close to my third goal to cum, but I was primed and
ready to release.  I came all over my stomach and chest.  After I finished,
I ate some of the jizz from my body and chatted with the viewers for a bit.

	I had completely calmed myself down, so I decided to move my bed
back to the other side of the room and cleaned up my room some.  I went
into the kitchen and did the dishes.  I so badly wanted to talk to Jake,
but it looked like he wasn't going to be around.  Halfway through, I heard
my phone ding in the other room.  It was a text from Mr. Madison asking how
things were and letting me know that he enjoyed the show last night.  I
didn't have the energy to talk at the moment so I sent back a wink and went
back to the dishes.  Just as I plunged my hands back into the water, the
door to the apartment opened.  Jake walked in and breezed through the
kitchen without even a glance over at me.  I was fucking pissed, now.

	I walked over to his room and pushed open the door, "What the fuck,
man?  Why are you acting like such a fucking tool?"

	"I don't know what you're talking about," he brooded.

	"Fuck that bullshit.  Yesterday you completely fucking ignored me
during econ and then today you fucking do it again."  I was almost
screaming by this point.  "What the fuck did I do to you?"

	"You sucked my dick!"  He shouted back.  "What the fuck do you want
me to say?  I didn't think it would be too weird or anything, but it was."

	"So I'm an asshole because I did something you said okay to?  If
you didn't want to do it, we could have just said no!  We've said no to
plenty of requests."  I was raging.

	"Yeah, I know.  I'm not mad at you, I guess.  I'm mad at myself.
It just got too weird.  I mean, fuck!  We kissed each other.  I touched
your cock.  You fucking sucked me off.  Just getting naked and jacking our
own cocks was different.  We've seen each other naked plenty of times.
Fuck, I've even seen you fuck and get fucked by guys.  That's one thing.
But we actually did shit to each other.  That makes things different."  He
sounded more sad than angry at this point.

	I sat in his computer chair and ran my hand through my hair, "Does
this mean we're done as friends, then?  One stupid call on both of our
parts and it's just all done?"  I wiped my face to unsuccessfully cover the
fact that I was crying, "You know that I'm fucked, right?  After all the
fucking shit I've had.  You're one of my only friends."

	"I just need time.  The webcam shit was a stupid mistake.  Yeah, we
got money for it, but it wasn't worth crossing that line."  He walked over
and put a hand on my back.  "Just let me process this."

	I jumped up from the chair and stormed out of the room to mine.  I
grabbed my phone and left our apartment.  I began to run.  At first it was
just an aimless run, meant to cool myself down for the second time today.
After a few minutes, though, I had a destination in mind.  I made it to the
campus dorms in quick time.  The front desk checked my ID and I made my way
up to the 5th floor, three steps at a time.  When I got to the door I was
looking for, I knocked urgently.  Matteo answered the door wearing one of
those sexy V-neck T-shirts he looks so good in and a pair of very tight
jeans.

	"Chris, what's up dude?"  He looked concerned; probably because I
looked like a complete hot mess.

	"I needed to see you."  I couldn't hold back the begging tone from
my voice.

	"You know this isn't a good idea.  I'm with Ben, now.  You made it
clear you didn't want to be with me."  The hurt look on his face just about
killed me.

	"It's not like that and you know it!"  I sighed as I sat down on
his bed.  "Can you just hold me for a bit?  We don't have to do anything."

	Matteo hesitated and bit his lip.  I loved when he did that.  He
slowly walked over to the bed and sat next to me.  We laid down, him behind
me and he held me.  There has never been a safer feeling in the world than
being in Matteo's strong, warm embrace.

	"I love you, M."  I held onto his arms tightly and began to cry.

	"And I love you.  It's the reason I'm so fucked up."  He dryly
laughed.

	I laughed, "Sorry."

	"No you're not, you love making me crazy."  He kissed the side of
my neck.

	"I do... But I am sorry.  I wish I wasn't a fucking asshole... I
miss you."  I fell asleep shortly after in his arms.  When I woke up,
Matteo had a leg draped over mine and I could slightly feel his bulge
against my back.  When I reached down to dig my phone out of my pocket,
Matteo began to stir behind me.

	"What time is it?"  He asked, groggily.

	"We've been out for three hours."  I turned myself so that I was
facing Matteo and rubbed my leg up against his bulging jeans, "I can help
you out with that."

	"I'll be just fine.  Thanks for the offer, though."  He slid his
hand down his pants and readjusted his beautiful dick.  I would have given
anything to be able to see it, touch it, and taste it again.  I had fucked
all that up, though.

	"Thank you, M."  I climbed off the bed and started for the door.

	"I will always be here for you.  Never will I break that promise."
He had a serious look to him, "I love you, Chris."

	"Love you, too."  I walked out of his room and made my way out of
the dorm.  I missed him so much sometimes.  I try to stay out of the way of
his life because I have hurt him so many times and in such big ways.  He
found out about Mr. Madison and me shortly after we first spent the night
together.  I promised him it wouldn't happen anymore, which of course ended
up being a lie.  He forgave me multiple times over the years for multiple
indiscretions I made and every time I ended up breaking his heart.  His
final straw was last year when he found out that I was hooking up with guys
on CL.  It wasn't just a couple here and there, it was all the time.  I
have always been a glutton for punishment.

	I needed some quick release, so I hopped on the bus and rode it out
to the final bus stop outside of campus.  From there, it was an extra mile
of running down the access road that runs parallel to the expressway.  I
made it to the truck stop and went inside.  The trick here is to make
yourself known to the truckers by wearing a back-facing baseball cap.  I
grabbed one from a rack and put it on.  Within five minutes I had a
moderately good looking trucker approach me.  He was taller than me, and
had a bit of chub on him, which looked good.

      He motioned for me to follow him, so I obeyed.  We walked out to his
rig in the back and climbed into it.  He had a nice set up in the back of
the cab.  I slid off my shirt as soon as I climbed inside and he already
had his pants and underwear around his ankles.  He had a nice sized cock
and a beautiful bubble butt.  I slid my shorts off and the dude went to
town on me.  He took my cock in his mouth before I had time to say anything
and made it down to the base.  I moaned and grabbed two fistfuls of his
hair, forcing him to take me deeper and harder.  He liked playing rough, so
I placed one hand under his chin and continued force myself into his mouth.
I continued fucking his mouth and throat until his gagging became too much.

      "Condoms?"  I asked.  He reached over into a small compartment and
took one out.  He did the work of opening it and rolling it onto my readily
hard dick.

      "I want you to call me daddy when you fuck me.  And be kinda rough."
He seemed almost too shy to ask.

      I, of course, responded by slapping him and saying, "Shut the fuck up
and get ready for my cock, daddy."

      The guy let loose a low growl and got on his hands and knees on the
bed.  I positioned myself behind him and grabbed the bottle of lube from
the condom compartment.

      "No lube," he was breathy from desire.

      I obliged and pressed my cockhead against his fuck hole, and then
forced myself inside of him.  He cried out in pleasure and begged for more.
"Do you like my cock, daddy?"

      He let out a loud groan in response and I pulled myself completely
out, and then slammed myself back in.  "Oh daddy, I'm gonna cum in your
fuckin mouth when I'm done."  I forcefully grabbed a chunk of his hair and
began thrusting myself into him, fast and hard.  Everytime he made a noise,
I pulled his hair harder and spanked him.  I made quick work of his ass and
was ready to blow my load.

      "Dinner time, daddy!"  I growled.  He quickly turned himself around
and pulled my condom off for me.  He took my cock head into his mouth and
sucked me off like he was drinking from a baby bottle.  I came fast and he
swallowed every drop.  I grabbed him by the face and pulled him up to my
face.  We kissed hard and I could taste my seed on his tongue.

      I broke the kiss and pushed him backwards on the bed.  I grabbed
another condom and rolled it onto his thick dick.  He may not have wanted
the lube, but I put some on his dick and in my ass before climbing over him
and sliding down onto it.  "Oh fuck, daddy, you've got a thick fucking
dick."

      I grabbed onto his chest hair tightly with both hands and began to
gyrate my hips so that his cock swirled in my hole.  He moaned loudly after
I began to ride him, bopping up and down fast and hard.  He began to moan
and groan more, so I slapped him hard in the face and continued my ride.
shortly after my slap, he got a look of surprise on his face and I could
tell that he already finished.

      "Awwww, daddy, I wanted to taste your cum."  I feigned sadness.

      "I, uh... Sorry."  He stuttered.

      "It's fine, I have to get going anyway."  I leaned down to kiss him
again and began to put on my clothes.

      "Can I get your number for the next time I'm around?"  He asked.

      "If it's all the same, I'll just get going.  I don't like to fuck the
same guy twice."  I climbed out of the cab and began my journey home.