The Apartment - Sex Stories

The Apartment

... remained two bedrooms he wanted. I let him know the room he didn’t *********** we could use as an office or storage area. I showed him the gym and pool. Robert was excited and said he hadn’t had a chance to work out and wanted to know if after we signed the paperwork, if I minded if he swam some laps before he left. When I said I didn’t have any trunks to fit him he laughed and said, “I have a gym bag in my car all the time, don’t you?” I had to laugh because I did carry an extra gym bag in my car, but thought I was the only one.

Robert took his gym bag into the room which was now his and changed. When he came out my knees actually got weak for a second. He wasn’t wearing swimming trunks but a very tight speedo. Robert thought nothing of it even though I secretly wondered what was keeping his enormous package within the confines of his speedo. Without saying a word, we went out to the pool and swam laps. When we were through, we returned to our apartment, and I let Robert shower first.

As he went in to take a shower, I realized he left his clothes in his room. I figured he would come out with a towel wrapped around him but I was wrong. He never closed the bathroom door completely and when he finished showering, he opened the door, completely naked, and walked to the couch. He flopped down on the couch with his legs spread and his half hard cock flopping between his thighs. “It’s all yours!” he said while adjusting his ball sack. I couldn’t help looking and for some ...

... reason I began to have an erection.

“What!” I almost shouted. “The bathroom.” Robert answered with a chuckle. “I’m finished in the bathroom and It’s all yours.”

I’m sure my face was turning red and before he could see the obvious rod in my bathing suit I turned and went into the bathroom. To this day I do not know why I entered the bathroom and left the door half open.

I climbed into the shower and adjusted the shaving mirror I had in the shower so I could see out of the shower and out of the bathroom. From where I was in the shower, I could see Robert sitting on the couch spread eagle looking back at the bathroom door.

I didn’t know what was wrong with me. Robert scared me in such a good way. He made my body feel like it did whenever I hid in the garage at my parent’s house and jacked off. But he was a guy and I was confused. I tried to calm down and wash myself so Robert wouldn’t wonder why I was taking so long. As I washed my cock off, I wasn’t surprised that it was fully erect. I slowly soaped it down and couldn’t help myself and began to stroke my eight-inch rod. I looked up and Robert was no longer on the couch.

I literally froze as I heard the bathroom door swing open. I just stood there as Robert opened up the curtain. “I saw you watching me in that little mirror and before, when we were swimming. I thought I might join you.”

I instinctively covered my ragging cock with both hands and spurted out, “I’m not gay! I’ve never done anything like that before!” ...