Date: Sun, 26 Aug 2012 07:20:22 -0700 (PDT)
From: B <wasputz2525@yahoo.com>
Subject: Rooming with my Best Friend Junior 4

ROOMING WITH MY BEST FRIEND – JUNIOR 4

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Saturday, with school starting back up on Thursday, Corey and I decided to
work out in our apartment complex's exercise room. I had been before and
got a nice workout. However, I warned Corey beforehand about the
equipment. He said he was cool with it and could do a lot of reps
instead. We entered with only one girl on the treadmill. There were only
three machines in there, which was sufficient for me. Corey didn't say a
word and started doing his workout. Impressive wasn't the word to describe
seeing his muscles bulge as he worked them. We did end up having a nice
workout and headed back to our room to shower together.

As we were eating, my phone rang. I raced to grab it and saw a number I
didn't know. I answered it and finally figured out it was Mr Jackson
calling for me to stop by his office on Monday or Tuesday to get our plans
squared away. After hanging up I called Gloria's number again and still
didn't get an answer.

"Corey, I have a really bad feeling," I said.

"So what do you wanna do about it?"

"Let's just drive to Dad's house. There's no telling what could have
happened," I stated.

"There you go worrying about something that hasn't come to pass."

"You're probably right. There's probably a perfectly logical
explanation. Say how's your mom? You haven't said a word."

"About the same, which is good," he replied. "As long as she keeps doing
okay, everything will be fine."

"So are we going?" I asked.

"We'll go to ease your mind."

We left the complex in my car and stopped to get gas since I was running
low. I handed Corey two twenties to pay for it and called Mom to tell her
the situation. She said what Corey did in that I was just worrying
again. Corey entered the car and set down five one-dollar scratch off
lottery tickets.

"Corey, tell me you didn't spend my money on those," I said after hanging
up.

He reached in his wallet and handed me a five, "Here you go then. It could
be fun."

I rolled my eyes, "Just wait and we'll scratch `em off later."

He put the tickets in my glove box while I drove off.

As we neared Dad's, Corey's phone rang. He answered it while I was
driving. "Really? No way, Scott! Are you fucking serious?" Corey
asked. "Let me tell Matt."

"What is it?"

"Bryson backed out and ain't coming," Corey said with his hand over his
phone.

"Wow!" I commented. "Why?"

Corey returned to the phone and kept talking. I was just getting bits and
pieces. He hung up. "Unbelievable that he'd wait `til the last
minute... Garrett said he found a job he really liked and would rather work
than go back to school."

"I get that, but he's left Bishop and Alex high and dry."

"He said he'd pay the rent until they found someone, or at least his dad
will," Corey stated. "Do you know anyone?"

I thought for a minute and navigated the roads as I neared Dad's old
house. "I don't know anyone who isn't already set."

"Me either," Corey said. "Surely with all of us we'll find someone."

"Maybe, but it sucks the way he did it."

"I agree. Garrett said Bryson struggled so he wasn't surprised."

I arrived at Dad's place. My stomach dropped.

"Man," Corey stated.

The grass was high and it appeared as if no one had been around the house
in a while. I parked the car and got out. "Corey, what's going on here?"

"I can't tell but it looks as if Gloria just left," Corey said.

We walked up and peered in the front window. I could see very little
furniture inside.

"Hey, what are you boys doing here?" came a loud deep husky voice.

Corey and I wheeled around to see an older, balding gray haired man
hobbling in our direction.

"Sir, I tried calling Gloria but didn't get an answer," I replied. "This
was my Dad's house."

"Oh, I see. Frank McAllen," he said and extended his hand. "So you are
Larry's boy?"

"Yes sir," I replied shaking his hand.

"Sorry about your dad. Larry was a good man and kept this place in top
shape. I guess Gloria will be selling it here directly," he said.

"No sir, it's mine," I said.

"Oh I see," he said. "Just one day about say a month ago, I began to notice
there wasn't a car or nothing here. I wonder where she ran off to."

"Me too," I said.

"Ummm... if you're interested in selling it, my daughter would love to buy
it," he stated.

"I might be," I said. "First I want to make sure Gloria isn't coming back."

"That's pretty obvious," Corey said while we stood in the hot sun.

"I've been watching the place since I noticed she was gone. I hate to tell
you but someone broke into his shed two weeks ago and got most of his good
tools. I boarded it up so no one would tear it apart," the man said and
wiped the sweat from his brow.

"Thanks," I said and now was worrying like crazy about Gloria and then what
to do if she had vanished.

"Here, let me give you my number for when you decide to sell it," he said
and gave me his number with Corey putting it in his phone. "Boys, it's too
dang hot out here or else I'd like to visit with you. Say, you did say you
were Larry's son?"

"Yes sir, his only son," I replied.

"I see," he said rubbing his chin. "Larry told me he had one in college
here. Y'all have a good day."

He walked away.

Corey and I started around back. I saw Dad's shed was boarded up like he
said. "Matt, he knows about you."

"I think he does too," I said. "Oh well. I have more shit to worry about
than that."

We walked around and looked in the kitchen window. All the appliances
appeared to be there. Corey tried the back door but it was bolted tight. We
came back around front. I went to the mail box and opened it to find it
stuffed full. I grabbed it and took it to my car.

"I guess there's nothing more to do," I said.

"Nope, it doesn't look that way."

I got in the car and began driving off. There were so many questions I
didn't have the answer for. Corey played with the radio while I drove in
silence. Just before we got on the main road, Corey said, "Pull over. I'm
driving us home so we don't get killed. You almost ran off the road
twice. I know you are too worried about what we just saw to concentrate on
the road."

I pulled over and got out. He was right in that my mind wasn't on
driving. "You'd be worried too."

"I'm worried for you too."

"Why did she just up and leave? Why didn't she call me? Now what am I going
to do with that house? I guess this explains why there's no headstone on
Dad's grave. Fuck, I know she took me for about 2 grand."

"Two grand, how?"

"My part of the granite headstone," I replied. "Now I'm going to be out
another four grand buying a new one."

"That sucks," Corey said driving. "Matt, how well did you know her other
than the fact she was your dad's girlfriend?"

"I don't guess that well, but she was always so nice to me," I replied.

"Honestly, there's no telling where she went. It did look like she took
some furniture with her."

"I saw that," I said shaking my head. "Get us back to the apartment. The
day is looking like a total disaster. First we hear Bryson isn't coming
back and now this big pile of shit I've got to deal with."

While Corey drove, I took out my phone and called Mom. She didn't know what
to say or have an explanation since she didn't know the situation. She did
say I could sell the house and add the money to my account. The only
problem there was I didn't have a clue about the value of the house and
land. It had to be worth something.

Nearing the apartment, Corey's phone started to ring. I answered it for him
since he was driving. It was Scott, wondering where Corey was since they
were playing golf. Corey estimated he'd be there in 20 minutes and said to
wait on him.

"I just forgot all about that," Corey stated after I hung up.

"I hope you have a good time with them. I know you enjoy playing."

"I do but it's just for fun. One day, you should..."

"Nope, I'm sticking to my guns. It's your chance to do something without
me," I stated.

We made it back with Shawn, Bishop and Scott waiting patiently on this hot
day. Corey raced in, found his clubs and was out the door.

I wasn't alone for very long before Kris came in. After informing him about
both Bryson and the house, I had to do it all over again with Colt.

"Tell me so I don't open my mouth," I said. "What do your girlfriends know
about this summer?"

"Everything," Kris replied. "Megan's to the point now where she's beginning
to understand my desire to be with certain guys."

Colt laughed, "Andrea knew mine and I know her pussy eating tendencies as
well."

"If it works for you..." I said.

"It does. I'm lucky to have her," Colt said. "Now it just sucks that Bryson
backed out. I understand a little bit, but why did he wait until the very
last minute?"

We discussed a few scenarios but really didn't know the full story. Soon
Kris and Colt got up to shower since they were going on a double date this
night.

As they were showering, I answered the door and was happy to see Garrett
and Brennan at the door. I welcomed them in.

"Spill it, Garrett, I want to know what's up with Bryson," I said.

"It was a case of him looking for the best possible excuse not to return,"
Garrett said. "I had a feeling this might happen. He hated studying."

"We all hate it," I said.

"He was working with this guy all summer and enjoyed his job installing
tile and counters," Garrett stated.

"Garrett tried to talk him out of it but he was dead set on working,"
Brennan said. "Hey, we wanna hear all about your trip."

Before I could start, Kris and Colt were standing there with Colt having a
towel wrapped around his waist. Garrett told the two exactly what he told
me before they left to dress.

"Ummm... did they shower together?" Brennan asked.

"I think so to same time," I replied. I started telling them about my trip
but only things I thought were suitable. I did tell them about my night in
the sling.

"Was getting fucked by foreign guys hot?" Garrett asked.

"It was, but Corey was right near me," I replied.

"Wow, I wish you'd taken a picture of that," Brennan stated. "That'd have
been fucking epic."

I smiled at them, "I guess it would have been. So, what did you two do all
summer?"

"First off, I had to tell my Dad I had a boyfriend and I was gay," Brennan
replied. "He didn't take it so well to begin with but he's cool with
now. He really likes Garrett."

"He should. I was there most of the summer," Garrett said.

"We went to that nude beach a few times since it's only like two hours from
my house. I saw now what y'all did in that place," Brennan stated.

"It's a lot of fun," I said with Kris coming out dressed.

Kris talked with Brennan and Garrett until Colt was ready. They said they'd
probably not be back until tomorrow.

"So how's Scott going to be as a roommate?" I asked once Kris and Colt were
gone.

"He's going to be great," Brennan replied.

"He's like he always is," Garrett replied too.

We talked together until Corey, Scott, Bishop and Shawn came in our
apartment. Corey walked over to me. He smelled like sweat and beer.

"Remind me next time not to volunteer to be the designated driver," Bishop
said carrying a case of beer.

We laughed at him while Corey took a seat next to me on the couch and put
his arm around me. "Did you have fun?" I asked.

"We sure did. Scott and I whipped that ass," Corey replied.

"Oh please," Shawn said. "Wait until next time."

"Sober I'll still beat your ass," Scott said. Scott seemed worse than Corey
and Shawn.

Bishop took out a beer and chugged it while Garrett and Brennan told them
about Bryson. "All I know for his sake he better hope we find a roommate
fast."

"No shit," Brennan said. "He'll be paying for nothing."

"Or just a place to sleep for the games. He did say he'd come for the
games," Garrett stated.

After a while, everyone was gone since they were tired. "Matt, are you
pissed at me?"

"Corey, I'm really glad you went and had a good time. You don't have to ask
if I'm pissed. You did drink a little but you were smart enough to do it
after Bishop said he'd drive."

"So Kris and Colt really said they wouldn't be back, huh?"

"They did," I smiled.

Corey kissed me and stood. "I'll go take a shower now. You're welcome to
join me for some preliminary action."

"Hmmm..." I said rubbing the stubble on my chin. "Sounds enticing... I
think I will join you."

It was a hot steamy warm up in the shower. Once we dried off, Corey went to
the living room, sat on the couch, raised his big legs and spread his ass
cheeks. "Babe, I am so ready to get fucked."

"Not before I get to eat out your ass," I said and loved hearing Corey was
ready for sex.

With Corey on the couch I dove straight in and delighted in eating out his
clean ass. He held up his legs and started moaning with such joy. While
eating his ass, my hand stroked my cock to get hard again after it had gone
down following the shower. My mouth and tongue worked his ass and then
moved to suck his thick cock.

"Damn," I cussed leaving to get the lube. Returning, Corey was a sight of
pure heaven while he was stroking his cock, ready for me. I lubed up a few
fingers to enter him while I kissed him.

After my fingers were done, my cock head was at his hole with his legs
pushed near his face. His hole opened and allowed me inside of him. The few
days of not having sex made this encounter hotter, plus we were doing it in
our living room on a Saturday.

"OOO fuck yeah, Matt. Shove that big fucking dick in me," Corey said.

My cock went deeper before slipping out. More lube was applied before I was
back in his hot ass. We looked each other in the eye while I moved in and
out of him slowly. His hands were on my ass while I fucked him.

"You feel so good in me... fuck me, Matt!"

"Your ass is so fucking hot, Corey! I love fucking you!"

I built up a nice pace. The sound of our skin slapping together was mixed
with his deep moans and my grunts. I love pounding his ass only to slow
down and let him feel me in him.

Corey moved and leaned over the arm rest of the couch. My cock slid back
inside him while my hand found his cock. After a few hard deep thrust, he
turned so we could share a kiss. We kissed, broke it off and kissed some
more.

The sex was shorter than I wanted. He excited me so much I couldn't hold
off. My cock came out of his ass. I grabbed it, groaned and began shooting
my load all over his back and ass.

Corey turned around and fired his load onto my face as I knelt
down. Closing my eyes was a necessity, though I missed seeing his great
body contract. Stream after stream hit my face while Corey let out a loud
scream.

Opening my eyes, I could see my boyfriend limp as a dishrag after we
enjoyed a great orgasm. He grabbed me with cum running down my face and
kissed me.

"I'm a fucking dumbass," Corey said after we kissed.

"No you're not..."

"I don't know why I felt used or that getting fucked by you was an
obligation. It's an honor and privilege to share my love with you like we
just did."

"Maybe the layoff excited us more and added that spark. Looking back it was
rather the same old shit every night..."

"It may have been, but it was our way of showing our love to end the day,"
Corey said.

We moved to sit on the couch. Corey grabbed the remote and flipped through
the channels before stopping at a movie for us to watch. The part I enjoyed
most was being able to rest against his body and to feel his arm around
mine. We did watch the movie some but mostly kissed and petted for a great
night of romance along with having some popcorn from our microwave.

To end the night, Corey carried me to bed and finished off by making great
love to me. It was just after midnight when Corey and I finished. I was
lying there with his arm around me and his dick still inside me. The day
had been adventuresome to say the least with Bryson not coming back,
finding Gloria gone and our rare night alone.

Waking up on Sunday, I felt so rested. Corey had managed to get up and go
to work without disturbing me. After doing it so long, he was a master at
being as quiet as he could.

As I was just playing around on my computer and going over my classes, my
phone dinged with a text message. I picked it up and saw it was Ted asking
if I was awake. I replied saying I was and to call me if he wanted or
needed something. Within a minute, my phone was ringing with Ted's deep
voice on the other end. He wanted to see if I was possibly free for
breakfast. I said I was since Corey was gone and no one else was around.

I dressed and saw I needed to shave but it could wait another day. I was
out the door and went to ride with him for what I thought was the first
time. He greeted me with a firm handshake before we got in his older
smaller car. He was wearing a grey tee shirt, shorts and flip flops with a
hat turned around covering his buzzed haircut.

"How's practice going?" I asked him.

"As well as a hot practice can go. It really zaps me and leaves me with so
little energy."

"You give it your all each day."

"I try," he said. "Matt, I hate to burden you with this but Jess called and
said Reese appeared to have a little too much to drink last night. I don't
know what to do."

"Ted, he's in college now and is trying out new things..."

"It's not Reese at all to go out and do that, though."

"People change. I did for sure. You get away from home and there's
temptation after temptation, as you should well be aware of."

"I know, and I'm trying to look out for him for his own good. I should just
let it slide but it really bothered me, especially since it's his first
weekend here. I feel responsible for him and him being here."

"I wouldn't worry about it unless it becomes a problem for him. He may have
been caught in a situation where he thought he needed to show the others he
wasn't a wuss or wimp."

"You're right," Ted said pulling into the restaurant. "I sound like his dad
rather than his uncle right now. Hell, I drank when I first got here so why
should it be any different for Reese?"

We got out and headed to the door. "I wouldn't say a word to him since you
really didn't catch him. He won't trust Jess in the future if he knows Jess
is telling you everything he does."

We were seated and handed a menu. "You're right. He'll blame Jess for being
a snitch, but Jess was concerned," Ted said while looking over the menu. We
ordered when the young waitress came to take our order. Ted's order was
quite impressive with 3 eggs, bacon, pancakes, toast and hash browns. I got
an omelet and toast.

"Now I see the reason you wanted me to come eat with you," I said after she
left with our order in the busy restaurant.

Ted laughed, "Well I needed to talk to someone who understood Reese. He
really likes the roommate he got. I'm impressed they put the gay guys with
each other rather than letting them suffer. I see we are making some
progress."

"I guess we are, step by step," I said.

"Matt, I'll be really honest with you. Before I met you I worried about how
Reese would make it in this world. You, along with Corey and the rest of
the gay guys I know, have shown me that you're not bound by your
sexuality. You're very regular guys to me now. Now, I know Reese can make
it. I guess you do know how much he looks up to you and Corey."

I smiled, "It's a compliment if anything that he does. I wish I had the
same role model a few years ago. I worried about how I'd make it too, but
Kris led the way and still does."

"Kris is amazing like that. I've never once heard him cut someone down
because of their skin color, sexual orientation or mental capacity."

"He's just like that," I said. "So how's the season going to shape up?"

"We'll see, but I hope it's a big success," Ted said.

We got our food and continued to talk. I tried to limit the questions about
football since I was sure others hounded him with them. I think that's why
we've become good friends over the past year. Now I see him first as a
friend rather than some All American football star.

When the bill arrived, we fought over who was going to pay. There was
little I could do when he wouldn't let me pay, other than leave a tip for
the waitress.

When we got back, Ted was gracious as always and thanked me for going with
him. It was a treat that he wanted me to go above the rest. I returned to
our apartment and started laundry for me and Corey. Kris and Colt did know
how to do laundry and would have to find the time.

After finishing up laundry and talking to my Mom, I decided to take
advantage of another hot sunny day. I went to put on my swimsuit and
debated for a second which one to wear. After a little back and forth in my
head the bikini went on. If others didn't like it they'd have to deal with
it, plus it looked great on my body.

Entering the pool area, I noticed Terry and Dalton out catching some rays
as well. It was a small relief seeing Dalton in a bikini as well and
filling it out quite well with a good bulge in the front. I grabbed the
chair next to Terry and caught his eye.

"Damn Matt," he commented. "Thanks for putting us to shame there, hottie."

"He does look good," Dalton said.

"Thanks guys, but you're embarrassing me," I said.

"Dude, you got it so flaunt it," Terry said.

"How have y'all been?" I asked.

"Great as ever, and you and Corey?" Terry replied.

"We're doing great. He's working today so I decided to catch some rays," I
said.

"It looks like you have been," Terry stated.

Just then another guy took the chair next to me. I looked and recognized
his face. He was tall and thin, like Garrett, with thick blond hair. "How's
it going?" he asked me.

"Not too bad," I said.

"Where's Kris at?" he asked.

"Oh I don't know... do I know you?"

"Yeah, I'm Madison. You probably remember my brother that day Kris came
over. He's still an asshole like always," he replied.

"Yeah, sorry, sometimes I'm not good with faces and names," I said.

"That's cool, dude... what's your name again?"

"Matt," I replied.

"That's right. Y'all been having some kick ass parties I hear in your
apartment," Madison said.

"Where's our invite?" Terry asked.

"Well they just happen. You'd have to know my roommates," I replied. "I'm
sure we won't kick ya out if you show up out of the blue. Kris believes the
more the merrier."

"I'll remember that," Madison stated and put in his earplugs.

I was kicked back and taking in the rays when I heard my name called and
knew it was Scott. He and Jordy were together in their speedos with a towel
thrown over their shoulders. I moved down next to Dalton so I could be next
to Scott.

As we were talking, Dalton leaned over to me and said quietly, "Damn, all
your friends are hot as fuck, dude."

"They are," I said with a smile. I introduced Scott to Dalton, Terry and
Madison. Madison joked about how I had moved on him and moved next to
Terry.

We hit the water after a while to cool off. Getting out, I looked up and
saw Kris walking in my direction in his bikini and shades.

"Matt, how did you ever get him in one? Whatever it was, it really looks so
hot on him," Scott said to me.

Kris was walking along and stumbled. We got a nice laugh out of him but he
acted like nothing happened. He threw down his things with what seemed like
everyone looking at him.

I left Kris and headed back after getting my fill of the sun and water
after hanging around another hour or so. I came inside and saw Corey
sitting on the couch. I went over and saw he needed a big fat kiss by the
look on his face.

"Exactly what I needed, seeing my boyfriend in his bikini," Corey said.

"What's the matter?" I asked.

"Oh just shit at work," he said. "It's stressing me out so much I had to
take it out in the weight room."

"Anything major?" I asked.

"Just a bunch of cocky ass freshman who think they rule the world now
they're in college."

"Was it anyone we know?"

"No, or else they'd have got told how things were. For some reason everyone
wanted to complain to me today. I don't know if I can handle much more of
that."

"I know you take your job seriously but I wouldn't let it get to you. Mom
used to come home and throw stuff after a long hard day," I said.

"Surely not sweet Linda?"

"Surely sweet Linda does," I laughed. "So what's your schedule like this
semester?"

"Same as always, but this year on weekends I don't have off I may work like
Saturday and Sunday with Friday. They did tell me if I get in my hours this
semester for the month I could have one or two three day weekends."

"That's great," I said.

"I know. JJ and Teague want us to go up the weekend we play each other. We
can stay at the house they're renting."

"I guess we have plans one weekend then for sure, but can they handle all
of us?"

"They said they'd try. We'll see," Corey said.

"I guess they're content with their decision to stay where they are."

"They talked hard about it but in the end decided it was really best for
them to stay where they are. Hell, who wouldn't want to come and be a part
of us?"

"You're right there," I replied.


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