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I was awakened by the sound of pots and pans. With my eyes now open, I had that ‘where the hell am I?’ feeling. I stretched and looked over to where the noise was coming from, I smiled to myself, I could see Jason was stood in the kitchen, there was porn on the small TV on the side and I started to realise the smell of food. I sat myself up and rubbed my eyes, reaching for my smokes I balanced one on my lip and lit it.

“Mornin kid”, came the familiar husky and sexy voice. He did not turn around to look at me; I could see his muscular back and neck. He was wearing just a tight pair of briefs, for the first time I noticed the tattoos down his back. I didn’t say anything, just smiled to myself, my cock starting to become hard, I slowly started to play with it, not wanking, but just enough to pleasure myself.

“You had better be hungry,” he said.

“Sure am,” I replied. I actually was really hungry, especially after the night before. He looked over at me and smiled. He had a sexy but fierce smile, something that made my cock twitch.

We had finished eating and I lay content on the bed. Jason was finishing his cigar and I lay naked, glowing, full of food and full of spunk.

“So, what ya got planned for today?” I asked.

“This and that…” he replied. He was never a big talker and his secrecy excited me.

“Well, you gonna tell me?” I asked again. With that I rubbed his cock my foot, watching it grow.

“I could fuck you like a dirty bitch this morning,” he said with a growl in his voice, seeming to change the subject. I lifted my legs over my head exposing my tight waiting hole. I licked a finger and teased around the edges, I felt both my hole and cock twitch. Ho stood up and walked over to the kitchen. My heart sank a little, “No cock for baby?” I asked.

“Let’s eat I got a lot to do,” he replied. I felt sick and cheated my daily dose of hot fucking and spray of hot cum over my face was not coming yet. We finished eating and after he got dressed, he picked his car keys from the side and walked towards the door. “Goin out, be back later,” and he disappeared through the door.

‘Fuck him’ I thought, I needed cock and I needed it now. I lit a smoke and walked over to the balcony on his apartment, it was a sunny morning. I sat with my feet on the balcony and relaxed. I could here the voices of the guys upstairs. Locker room talk about the pussy they had licked and fucked that night.

The balconies were made in such a way that the floors were large wooden slats with gaps between them. I looked up and could see the shirtless guys, slightly older than me at about 25. One of the guys said ‘goodbye’ and I heard the patio close behind him.

“Cool day for a beer,” I said a loud. There was a small pause.

“You talking to me buddy?” came the voice from above.

“Yeah, real nice morning. Fancy a beer buddy?” I asked.

“Sure, I got them in, come on up buddy. Any friend of Jay’s is a friend of mine,” he replied.

I froze. How the fuck does he know Jason? Perhaps he’s a queer basher or something? I got up and walked out the door, along a long corridor and up the stairs. I didn’t know the number but it made sense that he would be in a similar apartment position, just on a different level.

I walked into the cool apartment; the door had been left open to allow a draft to blow through. I walked over to the balcony and sat down. He had already gotten the beers out and opened them. He slurped his bottle and gestured towards the table. I picked up the bottle and we started to chat.

Six beers and two hours later we had sat chatting for. It seems that Josh knew Jason through borrowing cigars for his frat poker parties. He also commented on the fact that last night he had heard Jason banging away at some bird. Apparently, the walls were not that thick. ‘Fuck, that bird was me’ I though with a smile.

We were taken out of conversation by the downstairs patio closing shut.

“Looks like Jason is home,” Josh osbserved.

“Yeah, I had better go….” I started.

“Nah stay for a while,” he replied.

“Nah bud, I had better get goin’…”

“I said sit and finish your fuckin’ beer man!” he interrupted.

After my decline of hot ass this morning, just to get back at Jason, I agreed. Watching this guy made me hot. We carried on with our conversation. After talking for a further ten minutes it seemed that this guy thought I was straight. The topic of conversation had turned to pussy and tits.

This turned me on even more. I had made up some story about how Jason and I had spent some time last night spit-roasting some bird. I went into detail about how we licked her pussy really slow, I wanted to turn this guy on so much he would explode…

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