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.