The Roommate Arrangement Pt. 02

Things returned to normal after that amazing night. Noah had woken up the next morning late for his test and rushed out the door before I could mention anything. When he came home, he was on the phone with one of his friends and avoided looking me in the eye. He didn't mention the blow job, so I didn't either. There wasn't any awkwardness between us, which was almost worse. Now I didn't even know if he remembered what had happened between us. My hope about our arrangement leading to me sucking him off regularly faded.

But my hope rekindled when, a few days ago, he'd burst into the room, a wide smile taking up his handsome face. He'd slapped me on the back.

"I got ninety percent on that test. Can you believe it? The best I've ever done."

"That's amazing, Noah, good job." I congratulated him and he squeezed my shoulder, staring deep into my eyes. He had gorgeous hazel eyes, with a dark ring around the rim.

"Thanks to you, man, all thanks to you."

The admission floored me, and I froze as he whistled his way into his room. He remembered what happened between us, and he wasn't filled with shame or guilt like I'd worried about. Still, I gave up on ever servicing Noah again. Although his cock invaded my dreams and every wank session. Noah was still messing around with Sandy, and she came over regularly. Each time she'd leave with a sour look on her face, an edge of desperation to her tight shoulders. Noah wasn't allowing himself to be manipulated into dating her. It was like they were playing a game, to see who could make who break first. I was secretly rooting for neither of them, if only to drive Noah into my arms.

Finally, it all got too much.

I was camped on the couch again, eating a cup of noodles, when Noah's bedroom door opened. He marched to the door and grabbed Sandy's jacket. She hurried behind him, hissing his name. Noah's face was unreadable as he held the door open for her. She was a gorgeous girl, with thick curves and long blonde hair. But her expression pinched as she lingered in the door, expecting something Noah wasn't giving her.

"Aren't you coming?" her mouth hinged open.

My noodles slurped despite my efforts, as I cocked my head to listen with unabashed curiosity. I should have given them privacy, but they were out in the open. I also felt a small piece of ownership toward Noah, now that I'd taken his cum down my throat.

"Nah, I'm tired. See you when I see you." Noah yawned and closed the door on Sandy. She slapped her palm on the door in protest, mouth working with rising fury.

"Are you kidding me? You have a test tomorrow." She looked down at Noah's groin meaningfully and my stomach flipped with nerves. Noah had a test?

"Yeah, and I better study for it." Noah was giving Sandy absolutely nothing and so she turned her fury on me instead. Her eyes narrowed in my direction.

"What are you looking at, loser? You couldn't get this if you begged." Her sneer faltered when Noah gently shuffled her outside and closed the door in her face. He latched the lock and turned around, glaring hard. That wasn't the only thing that was hard. I could see the outline of his cock through his shorts.

"Sandy, leave you wanting again?" I said breathlessly, hoping Noah was going to use me like I'd offered weeks ago. Noah stood in the middle of the room, chewing his lip before he swore and started unbuttoning his shorts. He shoved them down furiously, his straining cock bouncing up to hit his stomach. He looked at me, anger, desire, and frustration flitting across his face.

"Yes. She knows exactly what she's doing. It's been two weeks of her edging me and I am sick of coming all over my hand. What do you say? Can you help me out? I can't even concentrate on classes anymore. I'm so fucking horny all the time." He fisted his cock and squeezed. I dropped to my knees, not even bothering to give him an answer. Could I help him out? God yes, anytime. I crawled over until I was staring right up at him.

"Are you sure?" I checked, and he nodded forcefully. He wasn't drunk this time, so I wasn't sure if he would be as open, but it seemed Sandy pushed him too far. Noah was desperate, and I was about to reap the benefits. I swallowed him down, his thick head hitting the back of my throat, but I didn't gag. I let spit dribble out of my mouth, coating his hard rod so he slid in with ease.

"Fuck yessss." He groaned softly, hips bucking forward. I wrapped a hand around the base and jerked him while I sucked. He didn't protest. I suppose what was the difference between a mouth and a hand? My cock hardened like iron in my pants, and I palmed it with my free hand. I loved sucking dick, could do it all day and the second I got a taste of his cum on my tongue, I doubled my efforts. My head bobbed like I was possessed. My nose pressed into the nest of pubes that surrounded his cock and I sucked up the scent like an addict. Noah was all man. I reveled in it.

"Gahh, yeah." He muttered, his hand gripped my hair. "Just like that, baby." He praised me. I almost came at the pet name, slipping my tongue around his hot length with excitement. He used my hair like a handle and fucked my face. His cock filled my mouth and bumped the back of my throat. I swallowed and relaxed, letting him use me how he wanted. My hand slipped into my pants and tugged at my cock, too desperate for my own release. Nothing I'd ever experienced was as hot as this. I wished it could last forever, but Noah became fevered, pounding into me ferociously. If I wasn't so practiced, I would have choked over his thick cock, but I didn't. My eyes rolled back, the ecstasy building at the base of my spine. I loved the way he used me.

"Ugh, fuck. Yes. So good." Noah panted. "I can't last, I'm gonna cum." He warned me and I clamped my lips around his rock-hard pole. I wanted that cum more than anything. He groaned as hot cum spilled down my throat, filling my mouth. I strangled my cock and nearly came as well, moaning around Noah. He pulsed in me for a moment, his hand tight in my hair. I thought he would pull off, run out of the room in embarrassment, but he tugged on my hair, and I looked up.

He looked like a god, sweat glistening over his tanned forehead.

"You good?" he asked, slowly pulling out. My eyes were blurry with tears, and the leftover cum spilled from my mouth. My finger halted its journey, and I fed it back to my mouth under Noah's powerful gaze. I'd never felt more alive. I pulled my hand out of my pants and smiled, shrugging sheepishly.

"Never better. I wasn't kidding when I said you could use me anytime. Do you remember me telling you that? I wasn't sure if you fell asleep." I looked up at him, trying to hide my hunger for his half hard cock.

Noah seemed to come back to himself, the desperate horniness sated for now. He tucked his cock back in, but left his shorts unbuttoned.

"I heard you. It was just a lot to process. I mean, I'm straight and I'd just let a guy give me the best head of my life. But if Sandy keeps this up, I might have to. At least now I can focus on studying. Blue balls are the worst for brain fog."

I stood up, trying to seem casual, but I wanted to celebrate, my guts full of his delicious cum, and I knew this wouldn't be the last time. A knowing settled itself in my bone marrow. I thought Noah would go back to his room, but he sat next to me, leaning over to take a whiff of my cold noodles languishing on the coffee table. I plucked a cushion up and hid my erection.

"So, you like sucking dick. Is that as far as you've gone? I never see you out on campus." Noah flicked on the television, but he kept the sound to a low rumble. Heat flooded my cheeks at his blunt question. I was uncomfortably hard still, and I almost wanted him to leave so I could get my release. The taste of him coated my mouth and I couldn't speak without remembering the heat and force of it shooting down my throat.

"No, I've hooked up with a few guys. Some want to keep it on the low and I'm discrete. I can keep a secret."

I'll keep your secrets and whatever else you want to give me.

Noah sniffed and flung his arm over the back of the couch.

"Do you do this for anyone else?" his jaw tightened, and he tensed, waiting for my answer. I pressed the cushion on my cock, trying to get it to soften, but it was impossible.

"No," I rushed, unable to hide my panic. "I haven't even hooked up with anyone for months. I've never done something like this before."

Noah scrolled through his phone, but he visibly relaxed, and he shot me a sated smirk.

"Good, I kind of like the idea of owning your mouth." His eyes flicked to my groin, where I clutched the cushion as a shield. "Do you think that can be part of our arrangement? Your mouth is mine whenever I want and no-one else's?"

My cock jerked at the thought of Noah having full control over me. He wanted my mouth? I'd stay celibate for even a tease of his attention, not to mention... if he ever used my other hole.

"You can use my body, any part of it. However you want." I promised with a husky voice. Noah let out a satisfied noise and shifted over the couch, closer toward me. His massive thighs spread wide, and his arm spanned the back of the couch. My mouth watered at the sight. He was still scrolling through his phone when he stopped and shared a video to the tv.

It was porn.

A threesome with two guys and a girl. Noah flicked through to the middle, where the girl was writhing under a man's tongue, while he was getting railed by a man from behind. I gulped audibly. My hand crept under the cushion to cup my hard length. What was Noah trying to do to me?

"We're both bros here, right? This way, we can both watch something we like." He shimmied his shorts down and gripped himself. My eyes widened. Did he want more? I made to move between his legs, but he stopped me with a laugh and jerked his head to the tv.

"Yes, I'm still horny, but I'll take care of it myself this time." He reached over and tugged the cushion away. "Don't let me jerk off in front of you. This is a group activity."

The light tease in his tone didn't lessen the blush that crept up my cheeks. My hand languished, jammed down my pants, and I felt caught doing something naughty. Noah said nothing, though, stroking his thick cock in rhythmic strokes. He watched the porn through half slits. He had his dick out. Why couldn't I have mine? I pushed down my pants and took myself in hand. Pleasure raced down my spine and I let out a moan before I could stop myself. I froze, waiting for Noah to end this, but he only let out a soft grunt.

"Are you loud when you fuck? Or are you the one getting fucked?" he asked, voice breathless. He inched closer to me, and my thighs prickled at his closeness. Cum beaded on the head of his cock and it smeared with his steady jerks. It took effort to tear my gaze away.

"I-I like to take it." I felt Noah's gaze on me and looked over to see him assessing me.

"You like cock. Do you take it as well as your mouth does?" Noah seemed to have forgotten the porn and was intensely staring at me. My hand flew over my cock and my throat bobbed in short, hot breaths. This moment was charged with tension, and it almost sounded like Noah was... flirting with me. But I must have been projecting. He didn't like guys.

"I've had no complaints," I gasped. My stomach twinged and my balls tightened. I was getting close to exploding.

"When I come...it's a lot." I warned Noah, "And I haven't come in a long time, so tell me if you want me to stop."

Don't tell me to stop. Please.

Noah widened his thighs, and one pressed against mine, the heat searing and electric. His hand squeezed at the base as he jerked his cock with hard, slight movements. My ears roared with hot pants, and I inched closer to my orgasm. Neither of us were watching the porn anymore. I couldn't look away from his flushed head and veiny shaft. Disappearing in a white knuckled, desperate grip. His thighs muscles were tight and the tendons in his neck visible as Noah came over himself.

"Fuck, that's good." He groaned to the ceiling as white ropes covered his hand. I licked my lips, the scent of his musky release making me hungry. Noah released himself and his hand hovered in the air as he gave me an unreadable look.

"Don't read into this," he muttered, and I swore as he reached over and replaced my hand with his own. His warm come coated my cock, and it made a wet sound as his hand moved up and down. I let out a whiny moan.

"What are you doing?" My head spun at his perfect grip, tight enough to milk me dry. He slowed his strokes, as if wanting to savor the feeling. His fingers tightened and squeezed another low moan from my lips.

"This feels fucking weird. It's so different wanking someone else off." Noah let out a laugh, shrugging at my incredulous look. "We've got an arrangement, right? I can use your body however I want and right now I want to see what it feels like."

He watched my eyelashes flutter as he quickened his pace. His breath puffed against my neck, and he was close enough to kiss, if he wanted to, but that would have been taking it too far. We were exchanging favors. Noah had his hand on my cock. Each stroke pulled something gold and luscious out of my body and I knew I was going to cover him in my release if he didn't stop.

But I didn't want him to stop. Not ever.

"Noah, I-I'm--" I thrust my hips up involuntarily and Noah let out a soft puff of laughter.

"Alright baby, don't be greedy." His muscular arm worked me until I was stiff with electric need.

"B-but, but I'm going to come," I warned him, writhing under his unrelenting grip. His cum made his strokes feel like liquid silk and I was in knots, trying to hold back. But his eyes met mine, and his eyes glinted with challenge.

"Come, Bran." He commanded and there was something in the tone of his voice, the steel of his expression. I couldn't deny it, and why would I want to? He'd mastered my body in a few minutes, and I was helpless in his thrall. I came on a cry, ropes of cum shooting out and onto the floor. I groaned as Noah gave me one last squeeze, a spurt of cum mingling with his own. He looked down at the mess with an inscrutable expression.

"I'm sorry, I tried to warn you about the mess?" I cringed, but Noah only pressed the flat of his palm to my mouth. Muzzling me with a firm grip. Our cum smeared across my lips, salty and warm.

"Shut up and clean my hand. I didn't know guys could shoot like that. You weren't joking." Noah looked to the floor, where some of my come had reached. I poked out my tongue, tentative at first but eager when he didn't move away. The way we tasted together made my eyes roll back and Noah let out a whistle.

"You really fucking like that, don't you, baby? You're doing such a good job."

I panted as he shoved three fingers into my mouth, drowning in his devious grin. I liked the way he called me baby. It made my insides twist. I sucked his fingers until he shook his head and pulled back. I swallowed a noise of dismay. He'd already been more generous than I thought possible.

"Careful, I might get too excited." He dressed himself and wandered from the room with a swagger. At the doorway, he paused and looked back at me, gaze burning with something I didn't recognize.

"I've got exams next week. So, I might need you more often, you ok with that?"

I nodded, unable to form words. He left me wrung out and limp on the couch, covered in our combined release. But if this was in store for me next week? I couldn't wait.