Room for Complication

[AvronChris]

When Luke moved into my apartment, I wasn’t expecting much beyond the basics: a decent roommate who paid half of the rent on time, maybe someone to split a pizza with on a lazy Friday night.

What I got was... complicated.

Luke was the kind of guy who turned heads without trying. He had this rugged, effortlessly charming vibe—messy dark hair, a jawline that looked like it was carved out of stone, and a laugh that could light up a room. He was also undeniably straight, which I reminded myself every time he wandered into the living room shirtless, scratching his abs and asking if I wanted to order takeout.

“Dude,” I’d said once, tossing a towel at him. “Clothes exist for a reason.”

He’d caught the towel midair, smirking. “What, jealous?”

I’d rolled my eyes. “Please. You’re not my type.”

But the truth was, living with Luke was like living with a human-shaped distraction. And for the first few months, I managed it fine. We had a good dynamic: I stayed out of his way when his latest date came over, and he didn’t ask too many questions about my life. It was simple. It worked.

Until it didn’t.

It started small.

One night, I came home late after work, exhausted and starving. To my surprise, the kitchen table was set up for dinner.

“Uh... did you order in for two?” I asked, dropping my bag by the door.

Luke poked his head out from the kitchen, grinning. “Nope. I cooked.”

I blinked. “You can cooked?”

“Don’t sound so shocked,” he said, walking out with two plates of pasta. “I can be domestic when I want to be.”

As we ate, I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was... off. Luke kept looking at me, his usual playful banter replaced with something more measured, like he was trying to read me.

“So,” he said, swirling his fork through his pasta, “why aren’t you dating anyone?”

The question caught me off guard. “Wow, jumping right in there, huh?”

He shrugged. “Just curious. You’re cool, you’re funny, you’re good-looking—what’s the deal?”

I laughed awkwardly, trying to deflect. “Thanks for the pep talk, but I don’t know. I guess I’ve just been busy.”

Luke nodded, but his gaze lingered a little too long. “Well, if you ever need advice, I’ve got you.”

“Right,” I said, smirking. “Because you’re such a relationship expert.”

“Hey,” he said, throwing a breadstick at me. “I’m better than you think.”

Over the next few weeks, things shifted. Luke started hanging out with me more—joining me for my trashy reality TV marathons, asking me to pick his outfits before his dates, and randomly texting me during the day just to “check in.” At first, I thought he was just being friendly. But there was an intensity to his attention that I couldn’t ignore.

It came to a head one night when we were watching TV. Luke was sprawled on the couch beside me, closer than usual, his arm draped casually over the backrest. He legs spread apart, wearing just his boxer. I could see the outline of his penis which surprisingly looked almost fully hard.

“Do you think I’m attractive?” he asked suddenly, his tone light but his eyes serious.

I nearly choked on my soda. “Excuse me?” Try not let let him see that I had noticed his growing member between his legs

He turned to face me fully, a small smile playing on his lips. “You heard me. Do you think I’m hot?”

I stared at him, trying not to glance down at his now fully erect penis while also trying to figure out if this was some kind of joke. “I mean... sure. Objectively, yes. You’re attractive. Happy?”

His smirk widened. “Very.”

The tension between us grew after that. Luke became bolder, testing boundaries in ways that left me equal parts flustered and frustrated. He’d linger in my room under the pretense of asking about work, or brush against me in the kitchen just a little too often. Some moments were just plain awkward—like the time I walked into the bathroom after my shower, only to find Luke standing there, shirtless, with a towel slung low on his hips.

“Uh, I didn’t realize you were…” I trailed off, trying to avoid looking directly at him.

He grinned, completely unbothered. “Relax, man. Nothing you haven’t seen before.” As his towel dropped to the floor. Revealing his oversized fully erect penis. "Oh I forgot to throw out the trash I need to get dressed" as he dashed to his room, his dick flopping around wildly as he ran past me and down the hall to his room.

I grabbed my toothbrush to brush my teeth. I couldn't stop thinking about what I had just seen. The image of his fully naked body aroused me to the point where I now had a hardon. So I locked the door and took off my pants to relieve some tension. I cupped my balls with my right hand while I furiously jerked with my left. Imagining him still in the room watching me. Trying to picture him doing the same to himself got me so excited I suddenly came in the sink and up on the mirror.

Then there was the time he decided to crash my yoga session. I was halfway through a downward dog when he plopped down on the mat next to me.

“Do you mind?” I asked, trying not to lose my balance.

“Not at all,” he said, smirking as he attempted a shaky warrior pose. “This is harder than it looks.” “Yeah, well, it’s not a spectator sport,” I shot back.



“Don’t worry,” he said with a wink. “I’m here for the workout, not the view.” As he proceeded to pretend to know what he was doing, part of his body popped out of his shorts. "Oh, I guess that I'm still a bit turned on by the porn I had just been watching earlier."

Things hit a breaking point a few weeks later.

I was in my room, scrolling through my phone, when Luke knocked on the door and poked his head in.

Hey, can we talk?”

“Uh, sure,” I said, sitting up.

He walked in, closing the door behind him. There was something different about his demeanor—nervous, almost.

“Look,” he began, rubbing the back of his neck. “I’ve been thinking a lot lately. About us.”

I frowned. “Us?”



“Yeah,” he said, sitting on the edge of my bed. “I don’t know what it is, but... I feel like there’s something between us. And I can’t stop thinking about it.”

My stomach flipped. “Luke, you’re straight.”

He shrugged. “I thought I was. But now I’m not so sure.”

I stared at him, trying to process what he was saying. “Luke, this is... a lot. I mean, you’re my roommate. And my friend. I don’t even know how to respond to this.”

“I’m not trying to freak you out,” he said quickly. “I just... I needed to say it. I needed you to know.”

There was a long silence before I finally spoke. “Look, I appreciate you being honest with me. But I think you need to figure this out on your own. I can’t be the one to help you with this.”

Luke nodded, his expression pained. “I get it. I don’t want to make you uncomfortable. I just... I don’t want to lose you, Chris.”

“You’re not going to lose me,” I said softly. “But we need boundaries. For both our sakes.”

Over the next few weeks, Luke backed off, giving me the space I’d asked for. It wasn’t easy—there were moments when I caught him watching me, his expression unreadable, and I’d feel that same knot in my stomach.

But slowly, things started to settle. Luke began exploring his feelings more openly, talking to me about them when he felt ready. And while it was messy and complicated, it was also honest.

In the end, we found a new balance—a friendship built on trust and understanding. And while part of me would always wonder what could have been, I knew we were exactly where we needed to be.

For now.

 

[AvronChris]

One evening, a few weeks after our conversation, Luke came home with a bottle of wine. “I thought we could use this,” he said, holding it up.

“What’s the occasion?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.

“No occasion,” he said, setting it down on the counter. “Just felt like it.”

We ended up sitting on the couch, the half-empty bottle between us. The mood was relaxed, almost too easy, and for a moment, it felt like we were back to being just roommates.

“You know,” Luke said, swirling his glass, “I’ve been thinking about what you said. About figuring things out on my own.”

I tensed slightly. “And?”

He smiled, a little wistfully. “And I’m trying. But it’s hard when the thing I’m trying to figure out is sitting right next to me.”

I looked at him, caught between frustration and something I couldn’t quite name. “Luke...”

“I’m not saying this to push you,” he said quickly. “I just... I don’t want to hide how I feel. Even if it’s messy.”

I sighed, setting my glass down. “Messy doesn’t even begin to cover it.”

He laughed softly. “Fair. But maybe that’s okay.”

The silence that followed was heavy but not uncomfortable. And for the first time, I felt like we were both exactly where we were supposed to be—even if we didn’t know what came next.

The days that followed were a mix of tension and tentative ease. Luke didn’t push too hard, and I let things just take their course.

After about a month he came to me "It's time we talk" Luke said, sitting down beside me. "This has gone from messy to completely out of control for me. This thing between us is stuck in my head. I cannot thing of anything else but you. The other day a girl came up to me and started flirting but I felt nothing for her at all. I usually would flirt back even if she wasn't my type, but suddenly I realized it just felt wrong.

I grabbed Luke's hand and said, "What do you mean?"

Suddenly the room felt really hot, it was as if my body temperature was suddenly rising to the point I needed to take my clothes off, but I just sat there starting to sweat.

"Are you okay, Luke said.

"Just a little hot after my run still I guess"

Luke looked at me concerned and confused. "Well, I've been thinking a lot lately. And I've come to a decision. I have 2 choices. I either jump or walk away."



"What do you mean?" as I pulled him down on the bed beside me.

"Well, by jump I mean take a leap of faith and see where this could go or I move out all together and try to move on with my life," Luke said.

"So what are you wanting to do," as I leaned close to him to hear his answer.

"I guess I'm going to take the leap and see where it takes us. The things I've been pondering over for this past month have left me so confused. I must see for myself if what I imagine can be a reality."

Luke stood up and pulled me up with him. "It's time I did this properly", Luke faced me and said, "We need to go on a date and see how it feels", I couldn't help but look totally shocked, but also a bit excited at the same time.

"Does this work for you", Luke said.

"I had never imagined you actually wanting anything like this, I have to confess something to you. I've been noticing all these things I couldn't put out of my mind. At first, I thought you were just teasing me or trying to torture me with your little flirty ways. I need to know what it was."

"I guess, Luke said, it was part of my confusion. I was trying to be flirty but at the same time I was afraid of what exactly might happen if you flirted back."

"Luke, you've been doing these things, like allowing me to see your naked body, your boner on the couch, the dinner you cooked yourself. These things aren't things a straight man would ever do with his male roommate. Especially if he knew they were gay." "I have to be totally honest, you have turned me on so many times I even had to masturbate in private quickly so you wouldn't find out that I was aroused by your actions."

"Really, Luke said, I didn't think it had affected you at all. You never seem to react to anything I do."

"I just hid it, to avoid an uncomfortable situation, because I didn't understand why you were doing it, I put my hand on his shoulder, so do you really want to ask me out?"

"Yes, Luke said, with a serious tone."

"So, when do you propose to ask me out?", as I started to turn to pick up my jacket to leave.

"What do you mean?", Luke said as I started to walk past him.

"Do you normally just tell someone you propose to ask them on a date, but not actually ask them? I walked past him and said, It's time for me to head to work. Think and then get back to me later when you decide what you really want to do.

As I arrived to work I couldn't help but constantly replay every single word he had said to me and wonder if it was real.

As I return home from work, I notice the silence in the apartment. I walk towards my room and notice his door wide open and he isn't home. So, I head to my room and then take a nice long bubble bath to relax.

Before I knew it there was a sound of a door unlocking. I had fallen asleep in the tub. So I quickly stood up and reached for a towel only to slip and fall out of the tub, flat on my face on the floor.

"Are you okay", Luke said from down the hall.

I couldn't bring myself to speak out of embarrassment.

The next thing I knew was Luke barging into the bathroom to find me naked on the floor. Apparently, I had twisted my ankle as I slipped in the tub. Luke put his arms around me grabbed a towel and took me to my bed. He sat me down and started to dry me off. "What are you doing Luke?, I said as I felt so totally confused and embarrassed by this whole scene.

"Well, he said, it seems you have hurt yourself in the tub and I thought I would help you, but if you rather I didn't I can call someone for help", I stopped him with a quick "No, it's okay. Everything just happened so fast and now I'm sitting here with you naked on my bed."

So many things were filling my mind. Before I knew it Luke leaned towards me and kissed me.

"Is this okay?" Luke said, seeming a bit out of his depth.

"Yes, it's okay, just a bit different."

Luke seems confused but comfortable at the same time.

“Are you okay, Luke? Have you ever kissed a guy before?”

“No, he said, this was my first time and I quite enjoyed it. Would you mind if I kissed you again?

Never in my wildest dreams had I ever imagined anything like this happening but I just said “Okay.”

Luke put his hand behind my head and pulled me in for the deepest kiss I had gotten in a very long time. As his tongue passed between my lips I could taste the coffee he loved so much. I could feel the passion that had been building up inside me. Our tongues mingled together dancing in each other's mouths like a fully rehearsed dance. My thoughts raced in my mind. I just wanted this moment to never end. As we kissed he layed me down on my bed and his hands started running over my body. I couldn’t help but feel so vulnerable as I lay there naked. Suddenly it happened! I popped the biggest woodie I had ever had. He didn’t stop but soon his hand found it and he started playing with it. So many things happening at the same time. We were still kissing and now he is playing with my cock.

Suddenly he stopped! Looked me right in the eyes and said, “Is this okay? I’ve never done this before but my body seems to be doing things on its own.” “It's instinct!” I said. “Sometimes we may not completely understand why our bodies do certain things, but at times our emotions will cause us to act instinctively.” He started taking off his clothes and soon was also naked. He pulled me fully onto the bed and go down between my legs and started sucking my cock. I was totally shocked. He masterfully worked my cock in his mouth like had done this a million times before, but I knew this was his first time.

Before I knew it my legs went up into the air and his face was buried in my ass I could feel his warm tongue running round and round my hole almost like he wasn’t sure what to do until he shoved it inside me. The feeling of his warm wet tongue inside me pushed me over the threshold of pleasure. I had never, or I could have never imagined this happening. Even in the thoughts I had had, this was never anything within the realm of possibilities. In a quick movement, he repositioned his body on top of me with my legs pulled back to my chest. He spat on his hand and grabbed his own cock and he began rubbing it against my hole.

I lay there in total shock and immobilized by what was occurring. The moment was so intense I honestly wasn’t sure if this was even real. He leaned down and started kissing my neck and worked his way to my ear where he started nibbling on my ear and then said. “Is this okay, I am really ready to be with you and I feel I can’t control myself at this moment. I feel almost possessed but if you want me to stop please tell me, because I do not want to do anything you aren’t ready for.” This was all happening so fast but also so right. I hesitated but then said, “I’m ready.” He continued to tease my hole with the head of his cock. He went back to kissing my neck and suddenly he bit my ear and penetrated me at the same time. The mix of pain in pleasure flowed over my body. It had been so long since anyone had been inside me like this. I had seen his cock before, but feeling it inside me was so different. Soon the pain subsided and only pleasure continued as he started pumping harder and harder like an engine going full speed. With every thrust, I felt closer and closer to him. As time passed and the pleasure became so overwhelming I knew it would soon have to end as all things do. I held off as long as I could. There is only one thing more that I wanted from him. I could feel him building up for his climax, so I took my hands and put one hand on his of his butt cheeks forcing him as deep as he could go. He leaned in and said “I’m about to pull out. I’m about to cum” I didn’t move a muscle and he repeated, “I’m about to cum, let go so I can pull out.” I still didn’t budge, I couldn’t move. It was like my body was in shock. My hands held onto his ass as if my life depended on it. I was holding onto him for so long and he couldn’t hold it any longer. He tried to pull out but I kept forcing him back inside me. He rolled me over so I was on top of him so maybe now he could pull out, but now the weight of my body was on top of him and I sat straight up on top of him and started to ride him like a horse. He thought by him stopping thrusting he could slowly pull out but as I started bouncing up and down on his cock he couldn’t hold it any longer and he released his cum deep inside me. It felt so warm and there was so much of it. It felt like someone had shoved a water hose inside me flooding my insides with warm water. It felt so satisfying to have him climax with me like that but the look on his face said the opposite. He looked confused. “Why did you do that? He said, I’ve never done that before and it’s wrong to cum inside you”

I looked down at him but felt the sudden rush from my own body and without thinking cum shot from my cock covering his face with my milky white juices. He laid there with his eyes closed. His face was completely covered in cum. He slowly opened his mouth to speak and as he did some of my cum went in his mouth. As it touched his tongue he quickly closed his mouth and swallowed it. “Not bad, he said, yours tastes different than mine. Yours is very sweet, while mine is a bit salty.” I started to laugh looking down on this guy who was covered in my come who was now licking his lips enjoying the taste of my cum.

I grabbed the towel and wiped the cum from his face and he opened his eyes and said, “Is that how you like it?, I said yes. If I’m with a guy I really like I prefer him to cum inside me. It may sound strange but I think of it as he is marking me as his by leaving part of himself inside me.” He looked at me very confused but smiled and said, “Well, I’ve never done that before and wasn’t sure what to do. I know with girls they can get pregnant but with guys that’s not possible, I didn’t know if you would want me to do that.” Suddenly he realized what I had said and said, “So you do like me. You wanted my cum inside you, to mark you as mine. Is that what you really said?” I nodded!

We lay there all sweaty and cummy. I had totally forgotten about my sprained ankle. All I could do was enjoy knowing I was now full of his cum, but now I wondered if should I have let him do that because he didn’t want to. I forced him to cum inside me against his will.

I looked down at him and said, “Sorry if I forced you to do something that you didn’t want to do.” “It’s okay he said, I can’t imagine our first time being better. I got to do something I’ve always wanted to do, but couldn’t. It was very hot how you wouldn’t let me pull out. That was so hot, it made it harder for me to keep from cumming. I couldn’t tell if you were frozen in shock, so I turned you over thinking it would make you let go, but you didn’t. You actually took control and forced me to cum inside you. Is this what it’s like to have sex with another man? The back and forth of taking control?” Not always I said, sometimes only one person is in control. I’m guessing you enjoyed it. He nodded!

I went to get up but soon realized that I couldn’t because my ankle was sprained. He swept me up and carried me back to the bathroom where he ran another tub of water and we both got in together and he pulled back between his legs so I lay with my back against his chest. “I’ve never done anything like this before”, he said. “You mean the sex?” I said

“No, I mean this”, he said.

After we had thoroughly washed off all the cum and sweat from our bodies he took me back to my room where he helped me get dressed and then helped me to the car where we went to an urgent care for my ankle.

We sat there waiting for a nurse to come into the room. Something I had been wondering about I just had to ask before anyone came into the room. “So if I recall you said your cum tasted different than mine. How would you know this?” I said sternly looking at him.

Luke was very embarrassed and said, “Well, you remember the other day in the bathroom when I dropped my towel to see your reaction and I went to my room. This got me so aroused that I had to, well you know… and when I finished I was curious. So I tasted it. Am I gross?” Just then the nurse walked in and it happened to be Luke's last girlfriend.

“Why would you be gross?”, nurse Laura said.

We looked at each other quite embarrassed and at the same time said, “Oh Nothing.”

She looked at my ankle and then at Luke and said, “What exactly happened to his ankle that would make you feel gross?”

So I quickly interrupted, “I fell from the tub. I slipped on the soap.”

She gave a stern look at said, “Hmm, seems like something else is going on and I’m a bit curious about what you’re hiding. In the meantime let’s get this ankle X-rayed to make sure nothing is broken and get you all better.”

The X-ray came back showing nothing broken and I got my ankle wrapped in a bandage till it healed up.

Not a word was spoken the entire ride home. We got inside and I got to my room using the crutches they had given me at the urgent care. I sat down on my bed and noticed the towel on the floor that I had used to wipe my cum from his face. My mind recalled every single detail of what had happened. It got me flustered. I couldn’t help but want more. Luke knocked at the door and just walked in.

“Can I get you anything?” he said while looking down at the towel on the ground. He picked it up and took it to the hamper.

His offer rang through my mind because there was something I really wanted but wasn’t sure if I should dare to speak of it. So I just blurted out, “Some milk!” He turned to go to the kitchen. I said, “Wait, sorry that isn’t what I meant.” He turned around confused and said, “What did you mean?”

I was so wrong to have even said that but I couldn’t help myself and he kept staring at me so I confessed, “I meant your milk.” I think this confused him even more.

“What exactly do you mean?” he said.

I felt so disgusted with myself so I just said, “Never mind.”

“No, tell me, he said I want to know what you mean. I’m not a cow so what milk do I” … He stopped himself realizing at that moment what I really meant.

He walked over to me and dropped his pants revealing his growing cock. He looked down at me and said, “Drink your milk.” I reached up and grabbed his ass and pulled him towards me and his cock now rock-hard went right into my mouth. I started to nurse it like a babe on it’s mom’s tit. Kneading his ass with my hands just like a kitten does while nursing the momma cat. He stood there, eyes rolling. He started running his hands all over my head. I could both hear and feel how much he was enjoying it as his cock grew harder inside my mouth. I stopped and looked up at him and said, “Let me know before you cum.” I went back down on his dick. He said nothing, but let out a slight moan. Before I knew it he was tapping on the shoulder. “I’m bout to nut”, he said. I rammed his cock down my throat as he proceeded to release. His warm sweet milk running down my throat was so satisfying. His heavy breathing let me know he was enjoying it as well. After licking every last drop from the tip of his cock I pulled up his pants and looked up at his smiling face. I said, “That was exactly what I wanted”.

I could tell after that he was sure of what he wanted. He looked down at me and said, “So does this mean we are dating now?”

I laughed and said, “No, I think we skipped that part and went straight to being something more.” I had now been bred and fed from this guy's cock. “You have cum in both my holes so I’d say we are boyfriends, to say the least. Oh, and by the way I love how you taste. As long as we are together your milk better not ever get spilled. It’s” all mine.”

He started laughing so hard and I said, “I’m not joking.” He looked down and said, “Shut up and drink your milk.”

So I did what he said. I jerked his pants off and started sucking his dick. He pulled off and said, “I was just joking. I don’t think I could cum again.”

We both started laughing.

That night he slept in my bed for the first time.

In the middle of the night, I woke up feeling something odd. I had gone to bed wearing a thong, but I could feel something pressing against my hole. Then I heard a voice say, “Can I stick it in? It was Luke. He was rubbing his cock against my hole. I could feel myself already very wet back there, so I pushed my ass into his cock and it slipped right in. He wrapped his arms around me and started biting my neck like a wild animal in heat. He rolled me onto my stomach and proceeded to jackhammer my hole with every bit of his strength. Then he shifted our bodies so I was on my side while he was still on top. With my leg bent he was riding my ass. Thrusting so deep and hard it was so good and then he moved me into a missionary position with both of my legs on his shoulders he began kissing me while fucking me and before I knew it I came without touching myself. Then I felt the rush of his warm juices flowing inside me as if our bodies were in sync.

 

[juanmara]

Very good story!! Thanks