Roomies

Part 1

"I'm glad you decided to move in with me, Aaron," Cameron said from his comfy spot on the couch across the room from Aaron, who was laying in a near identical position also watching the TV, as well as glancing at Cam every so often in his periphery. Aaron wore boxers, a big sweatshirt, and socks while Cameron wore only a pair of boxer-briefs.

"Yeah, I'm loving it too," Aaron replied, then added in a more serious tone, "Thank you."

"Yeah, yeah," he said, smiling at Aaron. "It's really me who should be thanking you. This past Magcon got so stressful. I need someone around, and you know exactly what it's like. You've been there since pretty much the beginning, and I'm just really thankful that I still have you in my life. Everyone else from the original Magcons is out of my life or leaving, and I'm glad I have you."

Aaron paused the movie. The on-screen explosions weren't necessary if Cam was showing his emotions for once. "Are you okay, man? Are you tired? Do you want me to turn this off?"

Cameron laughed, "No, dude, you don't have to. I'm fine. Just accept my gratitude, and you can hit play. I know your favorite part's coming up."

Cam knows my favorite part? We watched this once, and I didn't even say anything about it. Hmm. Does he care for me that much to notice something like that? Aaron thought, before deciding that was impossible and pushing the thought to the back of his mind. "If you want to talk, I'm here."

Cam weighed his options then stood up. Aaron turned off the television, sat up, and swung his legs off the sofa, giving Cameron some room. Cameron walked across the room, laid down there, and put his head on Aaron's lap. Aaron's hands slowly found their way to where he knew Cam liked, the right one running through his hair softly, his left trailing down his jaw, brushing back up with the backs of his nails, gently tugging on his earlobe, then trailing his hand down that perfect jawline again. Cameron's right hand reached up and grabbed Aaron's left hand then, interlocking their fingers, and just held his hand.

"So what's up?" Aaron finally asked.

"I told you. I appreciate you. I appreciate this and..." he trails off sleepily. "I needed this," he finished, nuzzling his head around to get comfy as he falls asleep.

Aaron knew he should be worried about getting hard, what with the beautiful man with his head on his lap accidentally doing such perfect things for his dick, but he just kept on running his hand through Cam's hair, his left hand, still held in Cameron's, now resting on Cam's bare chest, his thumb occasionally caressing the back of Cameron's hand.

By the time Aaron's hard cock would be noticeable to Cameron, Aaron figured the man was fast asleep. Then Cameron's thumb caressed his hand back. He spoke a few seconds later, "Do you like when I'm down here?" His voice was deeper and different somehow, though Aaron couldn't put his finger on exactly what it was.

"Cameron! I-I- No." Aaron replied, beginning to sweat as adrenaline began pumping through his veins. His hard-on would be gone in minutes if Cam was actually mad at him.

"That's a shame... because I do," Cam simply replied. He moved his head around and against Aaron's dick briefly, causing the man to throw his head back and moan.

After recovering for a moment, Aaron just gawked at him. "W-What?"

Cameron smiled; Aaron kind of expected it to be his evil, pranking smile, but it looked genuine, even lustful. "The musky smell is so... perfect, and knowing I do this to you, make you want me by doing so little, is really hot." Cameron's hand separated from Aaron's and laid on top of it, guiding him around to feel his chest. Aaron loved the feeling of those strong pecs under his touch, but it was gone too soon as Cameron's hand led him lower. Aaron couldn't help but begin massaging the man's abs because he knew they must hurt because Cameron had worked out that day. But Cameron didn't seem to mind the pain and led Aaron's hand down to rub his clothed dick. "See? I like it too."

Cameron had turned his head and was breathing on Aaron's cock, making him want it more still, and looked up at him as he let out a big, warm sigh and asked, "Can I suck you off?"