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The next morning I decided to stand behind Nick in line on he way to breakfast. Like I'd said, I didn't want to bother him, but I felt an irresistible pull towards him. And, as my roommate joked and smiled at me while we waited for them to make sure everyone was in line, it sure seemed like he didn't mind.
As motivated as he was by food however, he made damn sure he ran pretty far past me to get to the cafeteria, and, as I watched several people sit down before I did, I couldn't make up my mind as to where to sit. The fact was, Nick was sitting alone once again, but that didn't mean he'd be upset if I sat across from him. The only reason I hesitated was the fact that we'd been caught in the bathroom the previous morning- but at least it wasn't by the staff I suppose?
Actually, I almost walked past him that morning when deciding where to set my food down, but a sly nod in my direction changed my trajectory and I quickly found myself face to face with the guy I had been having so much fun with these past few days. The smile was all I got, however, as Nick scarfed down the rather unnapetizing breakfast placed before him, which I could only pick at. I offered him the rest of mine, which he gladly ate.
"You know," I said in between sips of orange juice, trying to keep my voice down, "my throat still hasn't been... well, you know. "
My roommate chuckled. "Never? I highly doubt that. We'll have to remedy that, though."
As if on cue, my boner rose to full mast in my jeans. At least, as far as possible before being constrained by the hard material of my pants. I whispered, as quietly as humanly possible, "I want you so bad, Nick. I want to soooo bad."
All my friend did was flash a wicked grin that said 'I know' and then continue to eat his food. I groaned silently, pulling on my dick through my jeans.
"Maybe," Phoenix said, putting down his breakfast, "maybe you'll get to taste my dick tonight. If you behave and don't get pissed off about my visitor today." To say I was puzzled would be an understatement.
"Visitor?" I questioned.
"Yep," Nick, my handsome object of affection, continued, "my girlfriend is coming up to visit me today during visitor's hours."
I felt my stomach drop. I knew he had a girlfriend already, but... for her to come here? As weird as it was, the Ward was kind of our place, and her Intrusion felt a bit like a violation of that. Of course, I didn't let it show, although I no longer closely stayed behind him on the way back to the unit. The fact that Nick had a girlfriend didn't bother me; it was an outside the Ward thing. People were expected to live their lives out there; and Nick was heterosexual to boot, what could I ever really expect from someone like that? Not a damn thing. But her coming onto the Ward was somewhat like an invasion, like she was butting her way into our private space.
I didn't let it show of course, but by the time third group therapy came around I had let my emotions get the best of me and, excusing myself to Kat and David, went to my bedroom to lay down, pulling the thin white blankets over me.
I felt so silly. The intimate moment I had shared with my roommate the night before had meant a lot to me but there was no guarantee he felt the same way; in fact, it had probably meant nothing at all to him. I closed my eyes, and tried to think of something else- anything else, anything other than my handsome tall brunette roommate with the big ears and crooked smile.
After some time had passed, I felt my shoulder being shaken; expecting to see a tech, I instead looked up to see the object of my ill-informed desires looking down at me, and concerned look on his face.
"You a'ight?" my guy asked. I tried to play things off.
"Just a bit sleepy." I said. Nick smiled at me in sympathy.
"Make you feel better?" He asked.
"How?" I laughed. Short of him breaking up with his girlfriend, I couldn't imagine much he could do for me.
"Well," Nick answered, "the dumb bitch canceled on me. She isn't showing up. Thought you could show me a good time."
Nick pointed down to reveal a very obvious and sizable shaped tower in his jeans. My mouth began to water, although I hid that fact very well.
"What makes you think I want to?" I said, half-teasing.
"Uhhhh..." he blushed, "I just thought maybe..."
Nick stood before me a moment more, his face redder than a sports car. Then he turned and waddled to his own bed, the rock hard stick in his pants not making things easy for him in that regard. He lay down on his bed, covering his boner with his own blanket. And crossing his arms over his blankets to symbolize he wasn't touching himself without my consent I almost apologized, but Nick beat me to it.
"I'm really sorry man, I shouldn't have just assumed. I had fun with you though last night, though. Actually, a lot of fun. But if you're over it... well I respect that, bro. You're cool. So don't think we aren't still bros; still friends, okay?"
More than anything, I wanted to jump up and pounce on him, but it was clear by his slowing breathing that he was actually beginning to fall asleep and that I'd missed my chance at fucking the ever living god out of him, despite his boner clearly still tenting his blanket.
I crossed my arms across my chest; I was sleepy too. Although I was leaving in a day or two, the nights were ours. I made up my mind to give him whatever he wanted that night, no matter how depraved. And to apologize, profusely. I found it insane how little my roommate realized how deeply in 'like' I was with him. "I wanna do it with you. So bad. So bad." I whispered across the room; but it was doubtful he'd heard me through his snores.
What awoke me was the call of the tech from across the hall for cigarette break. I jumped up out of bed, already fully clothed. Nick was still asleep, arms not having moved from their position across his chest, and for a moment I contemplated letting him rest; but I knew he'd want me to wake him and so I did.
He looked bleary eyed and confused for a moment, until I explained my reason for shaking him awake, and then veritably ran to the tech desk (or at least power walked). Nick sure loved his cigarettes. Cigarettes and food, although the quality of both were severely lacking here, in my opinion.
Once again, I made sure he was the one to light my cigarette, and I brushed his hand when he did so. He lightly stepped on top of my shoe and pressed down, getting dirt on my nice white shoe; I looked up to see him grinning wickedly at me, as he quickly passed the lighter on to someone else.
"So..." I said, blowing my cigarette smoke away from his face. He raised an eyebrow and blew his smoke straight into my face, causing me to gag a little.
"Wow, you're good at that!" He joked mockingly.
"You know what else I'm good at?" I smiled.
My roommate looked around nervously and I instantly felt a pang of regret; so much for being discreet. But, after all, he didn't seem to mind- no one was paying any attention to us, all collected together into their own friend groups.
"I guess we'll find out." He smirked, looking around once again to make sure no one was watching before grabbing my crotch and running his finger up my zipper before running away from me to throw around a basketball. Damn. He really pissed me off. Fuck sucking his dick, I wanted to face fuck HIM, punish him for teasing and frustrating me so damn much.
I made sure not to sit with him at dinner but constantly looked over at him and smirked, sticking out my tongue and simulating fellatio while his face turned more and more red and eventually he jumped up and ran to the bathroom. David looked over at me and I smiled sweetly. There was no way I was following Phoenix into there.
Nick was basically beaming when he came back out of the restroom and I almost felt jealous, knowing without a doubt he'd masturbated in there without me. He grinned over at me as he sat down and jerked his head backwards as if to tell me to go into the bathroom for some reason. I was confused as hell, but I decided to do it anyway.
There was nothing out of order inside the restroom, so I had no idea what I was supposed to do. Maybe I had misunderstood. I decided I had to take a piss anyway. I pulled my dick out at the urinal and was about to let it stream, but just a moment before doing so I noticed a thick, white liquid dripping all over the urinal and pooling onto the ground beneath in a puddle.
The fucker had jizzed right at the urinal I was standing at! And why he wanted me to come in and see, god only knows. The load was certainly impressive in volume, perhaps he'd wanted to brag to me about that. He sure could produce a lot more cum than I could. I just hoped he'd have enough left for me tonight.
I was waiting in my bed with baited breath. After taking my medication and showering, I had rushed to our room and sat down on top of the covers, excited for what the night would bring. I could feel myself hardening beneath my sweatpants but refrained from doing anything about my erection- that was the job of my cute little n*zi roommate. I wanted him on my dick so badly, possibly even more than I wanted to be on his.
Truth be told, you probably can't quantify these things. The fact that I had almost gotten to suck his dick the other day but that it had gone unfinished meant that my desire to swallow his thick erection had only become greater over time. I wanted him in my mouth, my throat, everywhere. Fuck, I wanted him so badly. And I wanted to jerk off too, but still I refused to touch myself. What was taking him so long? I was keeping my hands to myself and being a good boy, but I really, REALLY wanted to be a bad boy.
Finally, my tall handsome roommate came in- a sad look was painted across his face, and my own smile fell.
"What's wrong?" I asked, the concern showing plainly in my voice. He shook his head at me.
"They're moving me to another room dude. We can't be roommates anymore." My heart fell.
"What?" I asked, shocked; I was in disbelief, repeated "Why?"
"Because..." he replied, drawing his words out slowly, "we fuck too much."
For just a moment, he held his sad expression. Then, he grinned naughtily at me and jumped on top of me, wrestling me until we fell off of the bed and onto the floor.
"You dumbass!" I hissed, "They're gonna hear us!"
"Like I give a fuck!" He laughed, kissing my forehead, nose, and finally my lips. We made out violently.
As if on cue, the door to the room opened; Nick hastily shoved me underneath my own bed and stood up.
"Got it!" He said triumphantly to whichever hospital worker was standing in the doorway.
"I dropped some papers." He explained, bringing a wad of crumpled up trash over to his side of the room. The tech left and I sat up on one knee.
"You're way too dangerous for me." I said, feigning seriousness. Nick burped loudly, yawned, and stretched.
"I think it's time for a shower, don't you?" He shut the door to our room and took his shirt off, drawing open the curtain to the bathroom and flexing, admiring his muscles in the mirror. "I think I've gained some weight in here. What do you think?" I chuckled and nodded in agreement, pulling my pants and underwear off in one swift motion.
"You're getting to be a big boy." I said mockingly. He pulled me into the bathroom and snapped the curtain shut behind us.
"I seem to recall a certain someone's penis in your mouth the other day," he replied, speaking in a hoarse voice that hinted at just how horny he was, "how about you finish the job."
I got down on my knees and admired the bulge in Nick's jeans, looking up at his face. He looked incredibly handsome, his mouth half open, a glazed look in his eyes.
"Come on, come on." He begged me. I pushed my face into his jeans, rubbing my hair on his stomach.
"Come on!" He pleaded.
I gave him a little half smile and slowly unbuttoned his pants; he moaned in anticipation. Using one finger, I agonizingly pulled down his zipper, then surely but gradually started to work his jeans down off of his hips until they they were at his feet. Frantically, he kicked them off, reaching down and taking my own shirt off for me, using the jerky movements of someone who can't contain their sexual excitement.
Once again moving slowly, using both hands, I put my fingers in between the waistband of his boxers and his warm skin. I looked up at him again, and said teasingly,
"I want you to suck my dick man." He groaned closing his eyes. I repeated myself,
"If I suck your dick, I want you to suck mine."
"Whatever you want!" He agreed desperately, "just please, please suck me off. Please!"
I smiled and pulled his boxers down to reveal an already more than halfway hard cock standing in a field of thick, dark pubic hair. I licked his massive head, causing my roommate to gasp and grab my shoulders; I then went all the way down, burying his heavy erection deep into my throat. I could hear the water running as Nick reached back to turn on the shower and mask the sounds of sex; he then grabbed my hair in his fists and began to buck back and forth, fucking my throat rhythmically.
I gagged each time he pushed his cockhead deep down past my uvula into my throat, like he was holstering a gun, and gasped for air when he pulled his gun back out. Tears streamed down my eyes as he sawed back and forth, using my throat like it was his own personal jerk off toy. Just when I thought I couldn't take it anymore, he ripped his thick boner out of my throat and started to smack my face with it, mixing gobs of saliva with tears.
"Fuckkk" he moaned lustily, "you look so damn cute like this. Your cheeks are so red."
I smiled weakly, and he bent down to kiss me, a stream of precum (or saliva, I'm not sure which), connecting his penis head to me.
"Fuck I want you so bad." I whispered into his ear. He grinned at me, an evil grin.
"I know you do, jerk. Idiot. Dumbass."
He lightly slapped me across the face before jamming his enormous erection back into my mouth and fucking my throat faster than ever before. His huge, hairy balls slammed against my chin as he revved up into third gear, grabbing my ears and simply fucking the hell out of me. In fact, it hurt my ears.
Nick was an extremely horny boy, because it didn't take long before, going even faster, he started to plead with me.
"Can I, please? Can I, please? Please?" Not only was I unsure of what he was asking, but with his massive dick filling the entirety of my throat it was impossible for me to answer; therefore I simply nodded as best I could.
"Fuck yeah." He said, and I realized what the question had been only after his big gun began to pump shot after shot of semen straight down my throat, like bullets from a gun.
Even though a copious amount had already been unloaded down my throat, his cock continued to spit as he drew it out of my throat and into my mouth, letting my mouth fill up, and then out onto my face. He used a finger to shut my lips and he rested his hefty dick on top of them, looking down at me while cum continued to ejaculate onto my cheek and over my eye, getting into my hair Nick sighed, raggedly.
"Do you know how cute you are?" He asked. The inflection in his voice was incredibly romantic, "Your ears are so red. Fuck, I just want you so bad. I already had you and I want you. I still want you."
He got down on his knees and kissed my lips, smearing his cum all over my face and hair. I hugged him. He seemed surprised for a moment, and then he hugged me back. We stayed like that for a full minute, before he whispered,
"You're getting cum on me."
"It's your own stuff." I retorted, pulling away. He shook his head.
"No, I mean..." he pointed downward. A copious amount of precum was leaking from my straining erection. I grinned.
"Remember what you promised me?" I asked, rubbbing my ears self-consciously. Nick grimaced.
"Oh, please, " he pleaded cutely, "please don't make me. I love you and all but I'm straight. Please don't make me do that."
The disappointment clearly showed on my face. Nick frowned.
"Look," he told me, "why don't we get in the shower? I can try, okay? Try. But I can't promise anything, because I really am straight. And I've never done this before and I wouldn't be any good at it and you probably wouldn't like it anyway."
As Nick got in the shower I couldn't help but think how adorable he was.