1. BRUTALLY Fucked By My Straight Roommate: Another Level of Bromance


    Date: 9/4/2015, Categories: Fiction, Anal, Black, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Cruelty, Drug, Gay, Hardcore, Interracial, Male Domination, Oral Sex, School, Violence, Author: CharlieBladeRemus, Rating: 76.9, Source: sexstories.com

    then came back out. “A whole ounce of some medical type shit!” he said, holding up a bag of bright green weed. “Damn, nigga!” I said, my face scrunched up from the potent smell of the bud. “That shit stinks! I bet it’s gonna get us super fuckin’ high!” “Yep!” he said. “Let’s get smoked out, nigga.” Half an hour later, the room was filled with smoke and we were blazed as fuck. We were laughing and coughing at each other’s crazy stoner stories. “Man, I’m glad we finally got a couple days off, bro,” he said. “Yeah nigga,” I replied. “Too much work and shit got me stressed out. I need a break.” We both laughed again; we were so high, that everything was just funny as fuck. “Alright,” said Chris, setting his bong down on the table. “I gotta ask ya something, man.” “What’s up?” I said. I wasn’t expecting this, and didn’t know what he was about to say. “I want you to be honest with me, alright?” he said. “I ain’t gonna judge you or nothing, cuz you and me are gettin’ to be cool ass niggas, right?” “Um, yeah,” I said nervously. Where was this conversation going? He looked at me, and even though he was grinning, there was a hard look in his eyes. “You been checkin’ me out, homie?” I did a double-take. “Wait, what?” I said, caught off-guard. “I think you been checkin’ me out, man,” he said. “What, no!” I said, a little too quickly. I could feel myself starting to sweat. He knew. I had no idea how, but he knew! “Look, man,” he said. “You my nigga. Like I said, I ain’t judgin’ you or ...
    nothing. But lately it’s become pretty obvious. You’re always liking my pics on Facebook and shit, you wear shades so I can’t see your eyes, and I think you been peekin’ in my room tryin’ to see me naked.” “Bruh, you trippin’!” I said, now sweating even harder. Dead giveaway… “And you sweatin’ like hell.” “It’s a little warm in here.” “Bullshit, nigga.” He put his hand on my shoulder. “Listen man, you ain’t gotta hide shit from me, okay? Like I said, you my nigga. And nobody else has to know anything.” “But—” “You think I didn’t hear you talkin’ on the phone a couple weeks ago, talkin’ about how you were havin’ dreams about me and shit? You been thinkin’ about me when you jack off?” It was at that moment I knew I was busted for sure… “Whatever happens in this apartment stays in this apartment, man,” Chris said, still grinning. “But, I thought you were straight,” I said. “I am, but I ain’t gonna lie, I’ve fucked a couple of dudes on the low. Fucked them just like I fuck the hoes. Hard, rough, leavin’ them sore.” I couldn’t believe he was telling me this, and I could feel my cock getting hard, remembering that wet dream I had weeks ago… “Niggas always tell me, if you see an opportunity, take it. We got a perfect opportunity right now, bro. We‘re the only niggas in the building. Everyone else is gone, man. Nobody would hear shit.” “I… I don’t know if—” His eyes suddenly turned mean, and he looked SO fucking SEXY. “Cut the bullshit, dude. If you’re down for a little something, just ...
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