My Straight Hot Roommate ( Gay Series )

The Blow

"I don't like this."

I coughed on my French fry and stared at Erica. "What are you talking about?"

"It's pretty obvious he's using you, Joe. The guy is horny and can't get any, and instead of resorting to his right hand, he's using you as his personal Fleshlight. That's not right."

After Russ' not-altogether-unwelcome intrusion into my room seeking another quality blowjob, I decided to bring at least one friend into the fold by seeking their advice. Erica was the one I felt safest about approaching, mainly because I knew that unlike the gay guy friends I had, she wouldn't ask for lurid details or if I was willing to set up a camera to record the next session. I also thought she was fairly open-minded about sex; the negative reaction surprised me, and my open jaw showed it.

"What do you mean?" I asked. "It's not like he's coming into my room at night and raping me."

"The first time you gave him head, he was drunk and horny. The second time, he sounded just plain horny. Where's the appreciation for you as a willing partner? Did he even offer to reciprocate?"

"Well, the second time, he told me to... take matters into my own hands. He didn't think about it the first time."

She dropped the fork in her salad and crossed her arms, frowning as she looked square in my face. "And you're okay with that?"

I shrugged. "I enjoyed myself." It was the truth. It was also the truth that, while not suffering tunnel vision as a result of a fog of lust, I thought it would've been nice of him to return the favor, maybe offer a couple of tentative swipes of his tongue on my shaft, or at the very least jerk me off. The likelihood of either scenario happening was about as probable as me winning the lottery. Both times had primarily been about getting his rocks off and not mine; my orgasms were afterthoughts. Russ didn't even tell me to jerk myself off until well after he already forced his cock down my throat and teabagged me.

Erica shook her head. "That's not really what I mean. Where is this going? Are you okay with being some straight guy's willing mouth until he drops you and goes back to his ex, or whoever decides to crawl into his bed?"

Before he came on to me (in more ways than one), Russ had just been my roommate. The past few days where he seemed to be making an effort to spend time with me, and get to know me, allowed me to get to know him as more than just a roommate. He was a good guy, and I liked him. Any girl would be lucky to be with Russ. But, when it came down to it: what did Russ think of me as someone beyond his personal cocksucker? There was no guarantee he was feeling the same warm fuzzies I did when he sat next to me on the couch to watch some movie, or hand me a slice of pizza, and those warm fuzzies weren't entirely a result of blood rushing to my smaller head. I wouldn't turn him down were he to offer to take me out to dinner before taking me to his bedroom for more than just head. He might be open-minded, but that didn't mean he wanted me for anything more than what I already gave him.

I sighed. "Can't I just enjoy myself while I still can? You don't need to remind me about the shoe dropping."

"But that's exactly what I need to do!" Erica cupped my face and shook it as if I were a particularly effervescent puppy. "Look at that face! You could get out there and find any guy you want to give you what you deserve: a good fuck! Russ, as hot as he is, doesn't sound willing to give you that. You deserve better than him."

I knew she was right; I just didn't want to hear it. It was the sensible thing to do to protect myself from falling harder only to splat in a huge mess on the hard concrete that I knew was at the bottom. Russ could offer a hard cock, but he couldn't give me anything more than that.

At Erica's insistence, on Friday night, we all went out to the local gay club. I had enjoyed myself there a couple of times before all the stuff with Russ started, but never did I make a pass at anyone, or feel pressured to go home with a guy. Erica was determined to change that.