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Roommate Games (Audio Script)
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Two roommates explore their sexuality together in a spontaneous, voyeuristic shower scene. In this audio porn story, two male roommates explore their sexuality by masturbating to each other as one watches the other take a shower.
Original fiction. Characters and events are invented.
Edited by: Huangguo Drama · Updated:
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“Come on… come on…”
“Damn it!”
“Hey.”
“Hey.”
“You’re still on that boss fight?
How long has it been? An hour?”
“I don’t know.
Hour and a half?
I can’t even remember at this point.
This guy is impossible to kill.”
“I’ve been to the gym, the dry-cleaners, and grabbed some dinner in that time.
Maybe you just have to admit that you suck at the game.”
“Okay, Mr. Productive.
It’s my day off. Cut me some slack.
Talk about kicking a man when he’s down.”
You come around the couch and sit next to me, watching my progress, or lack thereof.
“I’m impressed.
You’re usually swearing at the TV by now.”
“Shut up.”
I slouch back against the couch and rub my eyes.
God, my head’s buzzing.
I really should take a break. I’m frustrated and annoyed and I’ve been staring at this screen for like three hours.
“Did you use the disarming potion?”
“Yeah. Two.
I figured if I… uh… get his health down right out the bat…
He could take fewer hits.”
“Ohh, that’s a rookie move, man.
Here, let me show you…”
Your fingers brush against mine for a second as you take the controller from me and start to play.
I adjust a little on the couch hoping you can’t tell how much even just a simple touch does to me.
God, if you ever found out…
You really helped me out when my old landlord decided to sell the building I lived in. It’s been… great, us living together.
I like hanging out with you, playing video games, eating takeout. You keep trying to get me to join the gym but it’s not really my thing.
You did somehow convince me to go to some art exhibition you wanted to go to last weekend… and I actually enjoyed it.
We are so different. You’re more outgoing and social. It’s rubbed off on me a little and you’ve helped me come out of my shell a bit, I guess.
I’ve always known I wasn’t straight, I’ve just never known how to… express it.
Growing up in a small, traditional town… it was never really that accepted. And when someone did come out, it was hush-hush, like some dirty secret.
I just… I wish I could tell you.
I don’t know, it doesn’t happen often, but when it does, it hits me so hard. The infatuation phase is so intense when I feel it with men… with you.
I haven’t stopped thinking about it since a few days after we moved in together… and it’s been five months.
“You’ve got to whittle his health down and then… use the potion now, not any earlier… and… Oh, that is how it’s done!
I am the master.”
“How the hell did you do that?”
You give me a smirk as you stand up, stretching and tossing the controller back at me.
“It’s natural talent, what can I say?
Some people have it and some people don’t.”
I can feel heat rush to my cheeks as you stand up and strip off your shirt, tossing it onto the chair across from us. I try not to stare, but I can’t help it.
“You okay, man?”
“Yeah, yeah, I’m just… too much screen time.
I think I need some fresh air.”
“Like what you see?”
“I… uh… I mean…”
“Don’t worry about it.
I’m actually flattered.”
You’re always joking around, always teasing me. Always putting on this fake ego persona… but there’s something about your voice now that’s different. You seem… empathetic, almost.
“Really?”
“Yeah. I mean, I kind of suspected you were, well… a little fluid.”
“For how long?”
“Since literally the day I met you.
I just… I figured you’d tell me when you were ready.
And uh… I can’t say I… haven’t thought about it too, with you.”
You sit back down on the couch now, facing me. Your lips look so soft, in that knowing grin you always give me. You see right through me.
I feel pulled in by your eyes, your lips, and the scent of your sweat from the workout. I have no idea why I’m doing it as I’m doing it, but I can feel myself leaning in closer…
“It’s okay…”
My mind is blank. There’s no time to think, no time to second-guess.
Your lips are so soft against mine and you cup my jaw, pulling me closer to you.
You wrap your arm around my waist and I wrap my arms around your neck.
I trail my fingers down your chest, and your muscles tense a little under my touch.
My hands roam over your body. I have no idea what I’m doing—I’ve never done this before with a man, but my hands are just reacting to you… touching you, feeling you. I can’t stop.
It feels so natural the way my hands drift down to your shorts… rubbing your cock through them…
Oh my god…
“You know, I, uh… I need to go shower.
You’re… more than welcome to join me.
If you want.”
You trail your hand down to my cock through my sweatpants.
Fuck…
My cock twitches in my pants as you massage it. Your eyes are fixed on mine, watching my reaction. I can’t believe this is happening.
It feels… good. So fucking good.
I can’t think.
“I… not in the shower…”
“No?”
“No, it’s not that I don’t want to!
I mean… I’ve never—”
I see it click in your mind… what I’m saying… what I’m trying to say. Your face is a little hard to read. Fuck, should I not have said that?
You pull away from me and stand up. My heart sinks a little, but then you turn around and offer me your hand. I take it and you help me to my feet.
“You could just watch…”
“You want me to?”
“I think it would be really fucking hot.
You watch me… and I watch you.”
“Come with me…”
You take my hand and lead me down the hall. Walking past my room… your room… and heading straight into the bathroom.
You grab a clean towel from the shelf and drape it over the towel rack.
You never let go of my hand, as you lean down and turn on the shower.
“Come here…”
You slip off your gym shorts as we kiss. I step back from you, stripping my shirt off. You pull me close again and let your hands roam around my body.
“Fuck...”
“Sit… uh, sit here.
And watch me…”
“Okay”
“Don’t take your eyes off me.”
You push down your boxers, and your already hard cock springs up a little.
Fuck...
You step into the shower, and the clear glass you pull closed behind you gives me a perfect view.
God, your ass is incredible…
The water runs down your body, over your perfect chest… down to your hard cock.
You grab the bottle of body wash and squeeze some into your hands.
I start to massage my cock through my sweatpants as I watch your hands move around your body: your chest, your arms, your back… that hard, throbbing cock…
My dick is aching for you.
I pull my sweatpants down a little, my boxers too, and my hard cock is now in full view. You’re looking at me through the glass, stroking yourself. God, yes.
You look so fucking good.
Fuck…
This feels… so… good…
I feel like I’m intruding… like I’m watching something I shouldn’t.
But at the same time, I feel so close to you. It feels so intimate, watching you shower like this.
I’ve had shower sex before. I’ve watched before, but this is different.
I’m just watching.
And watching another guy.
Watching you.
Knowing you’re watching me… stroking that amazing cock…
oh my god.
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