This story involves bisexual encounters between males and females. If this topic offends you, do not read any further. Please follow all applicable laws and regulations. This story does not imply anything about the fictional characters and may be loosely based on real events.
You don't always realize how the choices you make will change your life. Silly simple things that compound themselves. The nearly absurd and implausible end up changing a normal guy's life.
Fuck! I thought dripping as I got out of the shower. My towel's in my room again. And I dropped my boxers down the laundry chute. Usually I just wore boxers, boxer briefs or nothing to bed so I had no backup. I dried myself mostly on a hand towel but it would have been pathetic to walk to my room trying to hide my shame with that scrap of cloth.
My dark brown hair was still dripping and my matching furry pecks, treasure trail and pubes were plastered to my body. I opened the door a crack and hollered out "Hey man! Mind if I streak to my room?"
"Go for it." I heard the response back from far away in the kitchen.
I stepped out looked to my right and saw my profile in the floor to ceiling mirror at the end of the hallway. I leaned forward using the mirror to see part-way into the living room. Coast looked so far clear. I turned to my left to walk back to my room. I didn't bother covering myself as I always thought guys that covered their cocks with their hands were pussies; just be a fuckin man! I did speed up as I passed the open entrance way to the living room, my heart pounding. I watched my cock bounce up and down in the mirror in front of me.
The hallway was oddly constructed running two thirds the length of the house with each end covered in a floor to ceiling length mirror. Two exists off to the living room, one half way down, the other by the opposite mirror, one exit to a bathroom and linen closet half-way between the two living room exists (but on the opposite side) and entrances to each of the bedrooms on opposite sides of the hall. The door to the third bedroom that we converted into an entertainment / workout room was open thought the room empty.
I made it to the end of the hall and my closed bedroom door. I got a quick close up glace of my naked body in the mirror and a far away reflection of my ass in the mirror at the other end. I ducked into my room kicking my forgotten towel across the room. I quickly dressed grabbed the errant towel and hung it back in the bathroom.
You know what, I thought to myself, fuck it! The hallway's mostly concealed, the entertainment room not used by my roommate in the morning, the drapes almost always pulled shut in that room, I'm just going to bare ball it back after my showers. Even if my roommate saw me so-the-fuck-what. We've high-fived girls together before. We know what each other's cocks look like.
"Didn't freeze on the way back?" he teased as I walked into the kitchen.
"Fuck you, no!" I laughed. "Might just go swinging dick all the time now."
Jack laughed "If you do, I get to too." I shook my head and headed off to work.
Not just the hallway was setup odd, so was the rest of the house. The house was just a single floor with a basement (or could be considered two floors without a basement). Three of the corners of the house's basement were covered underground. The ground however sloped down so that most of the fourth corner was exposed. Enough at least to put in some windows one on the side of the house and two in the back. That room was considered a den, but Jack took it for his room. There was a toilet and shower off the den and Jack had easy access to the garage for his late night visitors.
Above Jack's room was the kitchen overlooking the sloping backyard. A single entrance way led from the kitchen to the living room. Right next to that entrance was another entrance to my hallway and close by the other bathroom. The one I so recently streaked from. Under the living room was part of Jack's room and storage rooms. Under my bathroom was the laundry room for the washer and dryer. Under my room and the entertainment room was a two car garage. The garage extended partly past the house. Outside my side window was the roof for the garage. At the corner of my room outside was some type of bush-tree covering most but not my entire back window. The driveway sloped down joining the small access road to the house.
Our neighbors were a good distance away. I could see their house from my window but it was mostly screened by bushes and trees. Beyond our neighbor's house was the main road. Our neighbors had three kids. One in his late teens that didn't live at home and two in their mid-teens that did live at home. They were often exploring the woods surrounding the houses.
Next morning I scratched adjusted my morning wood and stretched. I rolled out of bed tugging at the waistband to my boxer briefs and walked to the bathroom with a pitched tent. I used the bathroom, tossed my boxer briefs down the chute and jumped in the shower. I tend to take longer showers though not for the reason most people think. I actually really hate jacking off in the shower and would prefer a nice hand job lying in bed or at my computer. In the shower I just loved the feeling of the water hitting and running down my body. Occasionally I'd doze off as I was just waking up.
I got out of the shower, dried myself off, and hung up my towel. Walking down the hall I was shaking the water from my hair when all of a sudden there was movement and a flash ahead of me. What the-- I thought my damp hair over my eyes. Then after some more flashes and laugher I realized "Fuck you!" I hollered trying not to laugh as I brushed past Jack on the way to my room with as much dignity as I could hoping I wasn't blushing anywhere noticeable on my body. I could see some more flashes in the mirror as I entered my room.
I got dressed and left my room. No ambushes awaited me. I could hear Jack laughing down in his room as I made coffee and had a quick breakfast. Fucking bastard. I wasn't going to be deterred. That night I rocked out with my cock out cumming twice before falling asleep. The next morning I woke up a little sticky, stretched, and jacked a bit until I was a decent half-hard size. I got out of bed and stumbled to the bathroom without interruption. This time on my way back I tried to see if I could see into the entertainment room. Fuck! I thought I should have closed the door. The door looked closed or mostly closed. Odd. I watched for movement. My attention was on that door that I didn't see Jack's ambush from the living room entrance to the hall. Jack pushed me though not too hard into the wall. Jack was panting a little as I spun around to face him since I didn't hear clicks or see flashes. Fucker! He had his digital recorder this time. His face and chest were flushed and his hair damp as I looked away not wanting to meet his eye or the camera directly. He did get a nice pan of my body before I turned around. Then through the mirror I could see he got nice shots of my ass and even my cock from the reflection. One thing I noticed as I ducked into my room was I wasn't the only swinging dick in the hallway. Jack's smooth rod and hefty sack were hanging between his hard thighs.
I fucking envied my blond roommate. He was able to shave smooth if he wanted and he often did. With my dark furry pecs and thick trail I always thought I looked silly with my bush shaved. Plus it was a major bitch to hack through that fucking jungle above my junk. Even if I did shave my chest, stomach, and junk in about 12 hours I started to show a 5 o'clock pube shadow. So fucking unfair how fast my hair regrew. I had to shave nearly every other fucking day. Jack on the other hand could shave his body once a month and face nearly every two months. Even if he did start to regrow he didn't cast a shadow he just itched a lot.
I still couldn't figure how the fucker did it. I stripped for bed that night and idly played with my cock before falling asleep. This time at least if I was caught on camera I wanted to be raging hard. No more of this soft or semi-hard shit. I had to represent! That morning I got up and watched my hard on bounce up and down as I walked down the hallway. Nothing from my stalker roommate. I ran the faucet in the bathroom for a few minutes to splash my face and fill my bottle. As I turned it off I thought I heard a sound. Looking over at the shower I turned it on (cold only as I probably would still need to shower). With the shower running I ducked out of the bathroom. No one in the living room or kitchen but the door was open to the downstairs.
As I returned to the hallway I heard the sound again. Creeping down the hall using the running water to cover my moves. There Jack was working out naked on our gym equipment. Me walking down the hallway, shutting the door or starting the water always tipped him off on my routine. He knew he had 20 to 30 minutes and the water turning off would be his cue.
I noticed Jack's digital recorder just inside the doorway. Lying on his back on the bench I was pretty sure he couldn't see me if I laid low. Either Jack didn't mind showing off to voyeurs or was trying to get some sun because the drapes were both pulled wide open. Sunlight highlighted the sweat covering his body as he moved through his workout.
I slid the video recorder over and turn it on. Zooming in I was able to see the little blond hairs on his muscular legs. I hit the record button and began my revenge. I panned up Jack's leg and inner thigh. Then I panned the camera over to catch his smooth cock resting over his sack.
Jack was a lucky fucker. When hard our cocks were about the same size give or take a sixteenth. Jack's looked bigger since he shaved, but once inside eight and a half was eight and a half pubes or no. I was thicker. You couldn't see looking at us but was noticeable when measuring. Girls could tell I was thicker, but Jack had a lot more experience and was a much better fuck. Where Jack fucking lucked out was my cock was a grower. I could get fairly small especially when compared with my very thick bush. Jacking a few would grow it enough to be respectable when not hard. Jack was a fucking shower. His cock was a minimum five inches of meat dangling between his thighs even stripped down standing in a frozen pond.
In the sack department I was fairly average size but hung pretty low. During one of our drunken college orgies Jack bet me he could get my balls (while still attached) in my ass. To my surprise he reached between my legs pulled a bit and plugged my ass with my own nuts. Jack's nuts were the size of walnuts or even fucking larger. He could cum over and over ropes of thick white goo. In all our threesomes and orgies I never saw him cum a watery spent load. It was always thick and pearly.
The light caught a reflection and I followed it as the sweat drop slid down Jack's cock to the reddish-purplish head. I propped myself up a bit and was able to get Jack's abs. If I went any higher I feared discovery. I really wish I could have gotten his virgin pucker hole but maybe another time. I needed some time to quickly shower and get ready. I turned off the camera, took out the sim card, and made my way back to the bathroom. I hid the sim card in the linen closet. I took a quick shower and prepared myself for the ambush.
As expected I got ambushed from the entertainment room. This time though I put on a show. "Fine, you want cock you got cock." I said dancing around swinging my hard meat. I glanced down and noticed where I was laying earlier there was a wet spot where my cock head was pressed to the carpet. I grabbed my cock and began jacking off for the empty camera while pumping my hips. It had been two days since I last jacked off so it didn't take long to work up some precum. I wiped the precum between my thumb and middle finger. Then just for the camera I made a show of licking the precum off while rotating my hips helicoptering my cock. I laughed, turned around and went into my room. Jack thought he had a good show but he didn't. And I now had something on him.
That evening I was in my room watching some internet porn. The guy was pounding away at this girl's pussy as she begged him to cum inside her. An IM popped up from Jack. It was a URL to our internal server. When we moved in we setup a local server to share music and porn. It could only be accessed internally. I clicked on the link and up popped a video of me, standing in the hallway, jacking off just like I had this morning. My left hand was still working my cock as I thought about what I saw. How the FUCK! The video of the dude fucking the girl was still playing in the background. I saw myself sample my own precum as the guy unloaded in the girl's pussy. Then almost in slow motion I watched my fingers go to my mouth my tongue began licking my fingers just as the dude's tongue began tasting the pussy he'd just came in. I fucking came right there. The moment I saw my own cum on my tongue and the dude in his video come up with his mouth full of his own load my nut busted. Most of it landed in my hand. Without thinking I lifted my hand and slurped down my own load. Fuck! I thought closing the internet porn video but letting mine reloop.
"The camera stays warm even after you turn it off." Jack said naked leaning on my door frame casually" I spun around looking like the cat caught with the cream. Did he see what I just did? I thought. I didn't even hear the door when he opened it. "And I'm fortunately to have backup sims." Jack smiled scratching his nuts.
"Looks like we both got each other's cocks on film." I shook my head.
Jack's eyes went wide but he didn't say anything. He knew he had a missing sim. He knew I could have bought a sim anytime and recorded when he wasn't paying attention. Best of all my roommate was a dirty dirty boy. There are all kinds of things I could possibly have him doing on tape with or without a girl. "Fair enough." He finally said with a grin.
I felt a little more confident since he didn't call me out for downing my own load. "Here pull up this one." Jack leaned over me and pulled up a video of two hot girls getting gangbanged. One girl was taking two at once the other three at once with a bunch of guys jacking off surrounding the orgy. "Hey, remember those fucked up girls in our junior year."
"Yea." I laughed out loud. "Convincing them cum was a miracle face cream."
"Brilliant!" Jack yelled laughing.
It didn't take Jack long at all to blow his load. Of course he hadn't just cum five minutes ago. I glanced over and saw the tip of his cock open and rope after rope of cum shoot out. How he didn't get cum all over I don't know. Jack looked around quickly but I don't keep tissues (stick to much) or paper towels (too rough) around. I prefer to jack into or clean up with boxers, briefs, or cotton socks. Eventually he settled with rubbing his load all over his chest and stomach. "Ya never know," he joked "maybe the protein will help with the muscles." As Jack walked away I blew my own load, getting some onto my keyboard and desk.
That was the last time either of us ambushed each other, but not the last time we recorded each other naked.
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