Date: Tue, 10 Nov 2009 02:53:50 -0500
From: mike loggerman <chatterman36@gmail.com>
Subject: In The Boarding House - part 4

I was under a lot of pressure at work, because we had a big project deadline
coming up.  Everyone was under stress.  The more stress I was under, the
hornier I felt.  I got home later and later as we worked on the project.
One night I got home about 11pm.  I was hoping to find someone who was
horny, but didn't see any lights on in the rooms.  I stripped off my
clothes, grabbed at towel and went to take a shower.  As I got to the
bathroom, another guy came out of a room and like me he was naked and
carrying a towel.  He was an average looking white guy with a pretty hairy
body.  I had never seen him before and asked who he was.  He said he had
just moved in and his name was Eddie.  I introduced myself, and we shook
hands, while our towels allowed us the chance to see each other's cocks.
Eddie smiled at me and said I was welcome to use the shower first.  He was
looking me over, and I said maybe we could use it together.  He stepped
closer to me and i could feel the heat radiating from his body.  I could
feel his hard cock pressing against my thigh, and he said maybe we should
work up a good sweat first.  I dropped my towel and felt him press his hairy
sweaty body against mine. I held him tightly and said I really need it bad
and was up for whatever he wanted.

He led me down the other hall to where his room was.  We went in his room
and closed the door.  He embraced me and started feeling my tits, while I
reached down into his hairy bush and stroked his big hard cock.  I sunk to
my knees and licked the head of his cock while I felt his big heavy balls,
and took him in my mouth sucking his cock with a lot of tongue.   As I
sucked him and inhaled his musk, I felt his hand across my back and between
my cheeks.  He was pressing three fingers into my hole, as I moaned while
sucking him.  Eddie quickly moved behind me and I felt him pressing his hard
cock against my hole.  He started apologising, saying he hadn't cum in a
long time, when he felt me push back hard onto his cock, impaling myself on
his seven inches of thick manhood.  He stopped talking and moaned as I felt
his pubes on my cheeks.  Our lower natures took over as we thrust ourselves
into each other,  sweating and moaning until we couldn't take it any more
and shot our loads.  I shot mine on his bed and he shot his deep in my ass.
We fell exhausted on the bed, soaked in each other's sweat, and tongue
kissing hard as passionately.  Eddie thanked me and said he just really
needed it bad, and I told him I did too, would love to help each other out
whenever he wanted.  He told me I better be careful because he fucks a lot.
I told him as long as this was just sex with no strings, we could fuck as
much as he wanted.

I got up to go take my shower, and Eddie went with me.  He got in the shower
with me, and we slowly soaped each other.  I never realized how sensual a
shower could be.  I soaped Eddie's big hairy cock while he soaped my chest
and had me turn around.  He soaped and massaged my back, and I felt his
soapy hand slide between my cheeks as he fingered my ass.  He held my hips
as he ran his soapy cock up and down my ass crack. He told me to lean
against the wall, and as I bent over, I felt him slide his cock into me.  I
stroked my cock as he fucked me.  He thrust himself in and out of me hard
and fast.  I moaned as I felt him slapping his body into me.  I moaned as I
felt I was getting closer to cumming.  Eddie started to moan, and his cock
was throbbing.  I could feel his cum shooting into me, and I shot my load on
the shower wall.  He pulled his cock out of me and kissed me.  We rinsed
off, got out of the shower and dried each other. He said he needed to go,
and left.  I went to my room, feeling incredible.

When I got into work the next day, I started working at my desk.  The mail
room clerk came by and dropped off my interoffice memos.  His name was
Arnold.  He was a skinny guy who usually had a big smile.  When he would
come by, I liked looking at him in his skin tight jeans and pronounced
bulge.  He looked to be in his early to mid 20s.  He had pretty bad acne,
but always was smiling.  He never said anything though.  This morning was
different.  He wasn't smiling.  He seemed to be dragging as well.  During my
break, I went to the mail room and asked how he was doing.  He said he was
OK, but it was easy to see he wasn't.  He stuttered as he talked, which is
why he never talked, only smiled.  I said if he wanted to talk during lunch,
I was available.  When it was time for lunch, I didn't see him so I went to
the lunchroom, and a moment later I saw him come in.  Instead of eating at
the corner table where he usually goes, he came over to my table and asked
if he could sit with me.  I nodded and he sat down.  We ate in silence for a
few moments and then I asked what was wrong.  He told me he had been living
with his dad, but his dad got sick and was put in a nursing home.  He
couldn't afford the apartment they lived in, and he had no where to go.  He
spent a couple of nights at a homeless shelter, but hated it.

I knew he didn't make much as a mail room clerk, so I suggested my rooming
house.  I told him what I paid for rent, and he said he could afford it.  I
called my landlord, and asked if there were any vacancies.  He told me the
place was full now, but was just given two weeks notice.  I told him I had a
friend who would take the room, and I'd bring him around.

Arnold was happy, but said he had no where to go until then.  As I looked at
him, I kept thinking how hot it would be to be with him.  I said I have a
small room, but he was welcome to stay with me, if he didn't mind sharing a
sofa bed.  He smiled and gave me a hug and said he would be really happy to
stay with me.  I told him to come by when he was done with work, and we
could go home together.

He came to my cubicle at quitting time, and we rode the bus to my boarding
house.  He kept thanking me and telling me what a wonderful thing I was
doing.  I told him the place is not so great, so I'm not really doing
anything wonderful, just helping someone I care about.   I didn't tell him
that I wasn't so wonderful because what I really wanted, was to get his
clothes off him and to have sex with him.

We got to the boarding house, and went upstairs to my room.  He looked
around and I just mentioned again that it wasn't much.  He said it was great
compared to the homeless shelter he had to sleep in the night before.  I
noticed he had a few tears in his eyes, and asked if he was OK?  He said he
was, but was overwhelmed by my doing all this for him.  I told him to make
himself at home,  and I changed into some gym shorts and a tee shirt.  I
talked to him  as I changed, and noticed that he did look at me while I was
changing.  I smiled and said I guess we can't be shy with each other since
we are sharing this one room.  I told him if he wanted to change, he might
as well get more comfortable.  He said he didn't have anything comfortable
to change into.  I said I'd offer him some of my things, but I didn't think
they would fit.  Finally, I said that when I'm by myself, I like to sit
around in my underwear.  I said if he wanted to strip to his underwear, it
was OK with me.

 I watched as Arnold slowly took off his jeans.  He was wearing cum stained
white briefs, and he had long skinny hairy legs.  I almost gasped as I
watched him.  I could easily make out his big soft cock and big balls
through his briefs   He neatly folded his jeans and put them on a chair,
then removed his shirt, wearing only a tank top undershirt. I asked if he
felt better, and he said he did.  He asked if I meant what I said earlier
when I said he was someone I care about.   He started to cry a bit, and said
it had been a long time since someone said they cared about him.   I put my
arms around him and hugged him, holding him very close to me.  I could feel
his crotch against mine, but he didn't pull away.  I rubbed his back through
his tee shirt, and he didn't seem to object.  I moved my hands down to his
butt cheeks, and held them there.  I felt his cock twitch, and then poke me
in the groin.  He looked deeply embarrassed and pulled away.

As I looked at the massive tent in his briefs,  I took a deep breath,  and
told Arnold that it was OK, because we all need affection, and touching each
other is the most intimate thing two people can do.  I said that since we
will be sharing a bed, I was sure that wasn't the last time it would poke
me.  He laughed and I motioned for him  to come over for a hug.  While I
hugged him,  my fingers traced his semi hard cock through his briefs.  I
felt him harden instantly.  I asked if he minded I was feeling his cock,
because I wanted him to realize I was OK with what had just happened.  He
said it was OK and it felt really good.  I asked him if anyone had ever
touched him there and he said only the doctor during a checkup.  I told him
I get very lonely sometimes and because I'm a chubby guy, not many people
touch me.  He asked me if I like being touched, and I told him I loved being
touched.  He started looking me over and asked where I like to be touched,
and I said everywhere.

I made us some dinner and we went on like nothing had happened.  I kept
staring at his briefs like  they were an unopened Christmas present.  After
dinner, I lay on the bed and turned on the TV.  I patted the bed and Arnold
lay down next to me.  The room was warm from cooking, so I took off my tee
shirt.  I put my arm around his shoulder, and snuggled against me.  I
started gently playing with his long armpit hair, and I heard him giggle.
He asked me if I really meant what I said before.  I asked what he was
talking about, and he said about being touched.  I told him that if its
someone I like, I love them touching me.  I asked him if he likes being
touched, and he said no one ever touched him.  I was running my fingertips
along his armpit, and that alone made his cock semi hard in his briefs.  I
asked if he would like to touch me.  He asked where, and I said everywhere.
He looked surprised but excited.  I said I only let people touch me
everywhere if I really like them a lot.  I asked him again if he would like
to touch me and he said yes.  I asked him where, and he said "everywhere."

I slid off my briefs and lay in bed naked as he ran his fingers all over my
body.  I spread my legs wide and let him feel my cock and balls.  He had an
incredible touch and stroked me.  I told him I was embarrassed because I
have a small cock.  He said not to feel embarrassed because he loved it
because it was mine.  I moaned as he felt me all over.  I asked if I could
touch him.  He looked at me and asked where i wanted to touch him, and I
said, "everywhere."  He let me pull down his briefs and I sniffed them.  He
had a strong musky scent.  I let my hands roam all over his body, while he
moaned as I explored him.  I told him I loved that he shared his body with
me, and told him it made me feel special.  I felt his big cock and big hairy
balls.  I leaned against him and felt his body against mine.  I told him how
good he felt against me.  I felt his cock throb between us, and I moved down
between his legs and started sucking his cock.  I moved lower and sucked his
hairy balls, one by one, and licked his very hairy area between his balls
and ass.  I moved back to his cock and sucked him with long slow motions,
deep throating his thick cock.  He moaned loudly as I buried my face in his
bush.  I felt him starting to throb, and he shot big thick gobs of cum into
my mouth and i swallowed them.  I looked at him and said, "obviously, I like
you very much."  He smiled and said he felt the same about me.  Before I
could say anything else,  he got between my legs and started sucking my
cock.  He squeezed my tits as he sucked me, moved his body on top of mine
while he sucked my tits.  I moaned as he ground his body into mine.  He
moved back between my legs and sucked me hard and fast.  I started to moan
and throb and I shot my load in his mouth.  After he swallowed, he lay in
bed next to me and I pressed my lips to his and kissed for a good long
time.  He told me he never felt so close to anyone before, and loved that we
could share ourselves with each other.  I told him I loved what we were
doing, but there was one thing I would enjoy more.  He looked puzzled when I
said that.  I was stroking his cock gently and told him I would really love
it if he would fuck me.  Arnold stammered and said he didn't know how to
fuck.  I told him I felt so close to him, I wanted us to share this highest
level of intimacy and I could guide him through it.

His cock was already dripping precum.  I lay on my back with my legs spread
and my ass on a pillow.  I told him to get between my legs and press his
cock against my hole.  I told him to slowly slide in and out of me until his
pubes were against mine.  As he moved deeper inside me and my ass closed in
around his cock, he moaned deeply.  I wrapped my legs around him as he
pounded my ass and told him how very much I loved him fucking me.  He
started thrusting wildly and I felt him explode in my ass.  He leaned in and
kissed me and I thanked him for sharing himself with me.  His cock was still
hard and still inside me, and he said he never felt this close to someone.
I told him, he was welcome inside me anytime.  He kept moving in and out of
me, not losing hardness, and i reached around and felt his hairy ass with my
fingertips as he fucked me.  He picked up speed and thrust harder into me.
I clenched my ass around his hard cock, and felt him throbbing.  A moment
later, I felt his cum pumping into me.  We fell asleep in each other's
arms.