Damn, you're big!

Aaron’s fist held his firm cock, gently coaxing it towards climax. A large bead of precum began to grow over the tip, finally dripping down from his curved length. It wasn’t long before he was jacking himself, lost in the fantasy of his new room mate’s naked body.

In his mind, Erik’s skin was smooth. He thought about how it would smell as he kissed his muscular chest, running the tip of his tongue over the crease in his pectorals. As though on cue, a muffled groan was emitted from Erik's room followed by a loud thud from what must have been him setting down a heavy box. Aaron dragged his soft lips down over his diaphragm. Erik exhaled deeply at the sensation, his sexy stomach dipping away from Aaron’s mouth. However, as he took in another deep breath, it rose up to greet his lips. The rigid muscles beneath his skin were like marble. Aaron’s tongue found his belly button. Erik moaned quietly as he teased it. Inside Erik's pants, Aaron could feel his big dick growing against his chest.

He ventured further down, pulling his boxers and jeans down slightly. Erik's cock came into view, creating a thick diagonal bulge beneath the fabric. Aaron eagerly released it from its confines. Rockhard, it rose from his crotch at a 45° angle. It was mountainous, towering over his hips.

Damn, you’re big!

Aaron began to mumble out his part of the imaginary dialogue, just barely audible. The tip of Erik’s dick was slightly salty, rubbery smooth and hard as marble. It felt marvelous against Aaron’s slick tongue. He couldn’t contain himself, sliding the whole tip into his mouth. Erik released a cry as Aaron’s mouth sank further down his boner.

He heard Erik grunt in the other room—no doubt, moving something. This stimuli jolted the fantasy forward. He repeated the sound in his head. Erik would grunt like that while he was fucking him. He looked like he would want it rough, fucking Aaron loudly. The bed would shake violently, squeaking as it threatened to fall apart completely. Erik’s thick long cock sending wave after wave of euphoria through Aaron’s ass as it seared into his hole.

Erik’s hard ass flexed harshly with each thrust. Aaron imagined how it would feel in his hands, lightly covered in his sweat. The space between those globes being the warmest spot of all. His fingers crept down Erik’s crack as he arched his ass up, driving his huge cock back into Aaron’s eager entrance.

There was a loud knock at Aaron’s door, thrusting him back into reality. The sound seemed to resonate throughout the room as he regained himself. His hard cock still clenched firmly in one hand.

“Hey, Aaron!” it was Erik's voice behind the door.

Taking care of business

After helping his new room mate unpack, Aaron took off to his room to take care of the erection which was becoming increasingly difficult to conceal. He closed the door quietly behind him. Once in the privacy of his own room, he tore off his shirt and discarded it on the floor. Though it only took about ten minutes to unpack Erik’s things, they had both managed to work up a sweat. Aaron had really enjoyed watching Erik move around in those jeans, but he had been dangerously close to sporting a full on erection by the time they were escorting the last box inside.

Aaron sat down on his bed to collect his thoughts and to cool down. The cool, neglected surface sank beneath his heated body. Aaron half expected steam to start rising from where his body met the bed.

I can’t be lusting after my ex-room mate’s little brother, he thought to himself.

I shouldn’t.

He repeated it like a mantra, but his body still had other things in mind. His hand instinctively reached down, rubbing his slowly growing cock through his shorts. Aaron couldn’t help but think of the man in the other room. He was reminded of his presence by the occasional thump of movement or the sliding of boxes.

The image of Erik’s muscular arms popped into his mind. Aaron thought about how they flexed as he lifted boxes; how his biceps crunched underneath his sleeves. He thought about how his broad shoulders rose beneath his shirt. His big chest filled out that shirt nicely. Aaron tried to imagine what he looked like without the shirt.

Does he have hair over his chest. A treasure trail? Or is he smooth?

Aaron imagined him slowly lifting up his shirt over his head. He pictured how his ribs would stretch beneath his skin as he reached upward to remove it. Erik’s large pecs flexing over the chasms of his deep armpits. The boy’s soft nipples. His tight stomach leading down into those tight jeans.

By now, Aaron was already pumping his aching dick through his shorts. He quickly unzipped his fly, pushing them down. His stiff seven inch cock flung up, slapping against his own firm stomach and leaving a small puddle of precum. The young man began pumping it carefully, engorging his long cock. He leaned back, tucking his other arm behind his head. Aaron's hairless chest was toned and smooth as his breathing quickened. Continuing to jerk himself, Aaron allowed his imagination to explore the scenario. Erik slowly reached down to unzip his jeans. They were so tight; they fought to stay on even as he peeled them down slowly. Hooking his thumbs beneath his boxers to push them down, Aaron imagined the base of Erik’s fat cock coming into view. It had to be BIG.

Those tight jeans

When Aaron stood back up with Erik’s box, he felt dizzier than ever.

“Sure, my stuff’s in the truck,” Erik pointed out the door behind him. “You alright?”

“Oh yeah,” Aaron tried his best to sound nonchalant, nodding his head with a distracted expression. Erik released a small chuckle, unsure of what to make of his new room mate. Aaron slowly turned around and then marched Erik's box off to his new room. When he returned, Erik was already outside retrieving the next box. It wasn’t long before they were making trips to the young man’s truck. Mercifully, Erik didn’t have as many belongings as his older sister. Also, Aaron didn’t mind helping his new room mate out. Erik wore those jeans like a second skin. Each time he would bend down to pick something up, Aaron made sure he was in an opportune spot to take advantage of the view.

Those jeans stretched over the boy’s perky rear snugly, dipping between those firm ass cheeks. Aaron was finding it increasingly difficult to contain his level of arousal. Soon enough, the labor intensive task was over, but the show Erik was putting on was far to brief for his room mate. Erik carefully transported the last box to his new space, grunting loudly as he slowly set it down on the carpet.

“Looks like that’s it.” The taller man declared, a thin layer of sweat coating his forehead.

Erik spent much of the remaining day unpacking his things and getting settled while Aaron took that time to sneak off to his room and take care of some business.

Meeting Erik

Every day seemed to get a little warmer. When the weather channel threatened temperatures of 98° to 100°, a little warmer meant too much. Today was no exception. Away from the heat, Aaron was lounging on his couch. Rather than venturing the oppressive Summer outside, he mindlessly flipped through the channels; nothing was ever on at this time of day. Erik, his new roommate, was supposed to arrive around noon. Now three hours late, Aaron waited impatiently for his arrival. Erik was his ex-roommate's younger brother. After nearly two years, Samantha finally landed that job she had always wanted. However, that job she wanted was nearly 500 miles west of here.

When faced with the prospect of paying the bills of the small house alone, she suggested Aaron let her younger brother stay with him. She insisted he was a cool guy, and Aaron didn’t make nearly enough to refuse her. Plus, her younger brother needed a place to stay. He also so happened to be incredibly hot. When presented a photo of boy who'd be showing up to live with Aaron, it made his decision simple. A day after she had packed the last boxes of her many possessions, there Aaron was: alone and waiting for the arrival of her kin.

Aaron could only flip through the same channels so many times before he was forced to settle on the least uninteresting program. It wasn't long afterward that Aaron began to drift away. Somewhere between consciousness and an afternoon nap, the 21 year-old was strewn over the sofa. He was an athletic guy and certainly got enough attention for it. His country boy good looks weren't unnoticed at school either.

The soft droning of the television was interrupted by a loud knock which startled the young man.

“It’s open!” he rubbed his eyes as the door opened. Standing there with a large box tucked beneath his right arm was Erik. He was taller than Aaron had expected. And handsome! Aaron’s cool blue eyes wandered aimlessly over the tall young man. Within seconds, he found himself smirking foolishly like a boy presented with a shiny new toy. Over Erik's square jaw formed a hesitantly. His lips were pouty and soft looking. His eyes were dark and chocolate as they gazed at Aaron with equal curiosity.

Aaron rose to his feet slowly, reaching a toned arm forward to greet him. Erik quickly set the box he’d been transporting down, grabbing the other man’s hand with a firm shake.

“I’m Erik,” the man spoke with a soothing baritone, the trace of a southern twang clinging to his consonants. This was Samantha's brother, alright. “You must be Aaron.”

Aaron nodded slowly, managing a quiet, “uh-huh.” He seemed to be suffering a slight lack of oxygen to his brain as he eyed the other man. Erik’s large arms were like canons. His biceps stretched the sleeves of his green t-shirt. The faded surfers' logo strained as his chest rose and fell beneath the fabric. Meanwhile, Erik seemed to be sizing Aaron up as well. He gazed down at the slightly shorter man as Aaron raked his fingers through his short blond hair.

“You need help unpacking your stuff?” Aaron finally offered, leaning over to pick up the box. He couldn’t help but to sneak in a brief inspection of the boy’s lower half. His thick legs were tightly encased in dark denim. Erik must’ve been wearing boxers, a large bulge snaked down his left thigh. It seemed that Erik had a few inches on Aaron in more ways than one.