My New Roommate - Part 3

All characters are 18+

The idea of being naked in front of Bradley was enough to form a knot in my stomach. Sure, I was happy, no, more than happy to suck his dick, but being naked myself? In front of a man who's cock dwarfed mine?

"Lemon" he pressed, sliding his shorts off completely before dragging his t-shirt over his head.

"Get naked, bro!"

Looking at the sheer size of Bradley did little to reassure me. He had muscles in his muscles, and his huge hard cock stuck out like a third leg. I squirmed as he glared.

"Do you have a small dick?" He asked seriously, and I shook my head.

"Let me see" he added, and with one sweep, the front of my trousers were dragged down and my stiff erection popped out.

"Bradley!" I snapped, pulling away from him and standing up "you can't just do that!"

He stared at me confused.

"Do what?" He asked, and I rubbed my face.

"Dude, you have to ask before you do stuff like that" I sighed, but something about being forcibly exposed was making me even harder.

"Ask?" He said, as though the concept of consent was a mystery to him. "But I'm naked and you didn't ask me?".

"Yes, Bradley, because it was your idea!"

The wrestler stood up now, his large cock bobbing as he did, and continued to smoke.

"You're just embarrassed" he shrugged "because you've got a small dick".

My face burned.

"I do not!" I barked, becoming increasingly frustrated with him.

"Do too" he said simply.

"It's not small!" I growled "it's average".

"How do you know?"

"How do I... Because I've read about it!" I snapped

"Only people with small dicks read about that stuff" he continued.

It felt very strange to be arguing with someone who was completely naked and had a hard-on, but yet here we were, on a rooftop, doing just that.

"It's not small, end of story" I hissed, crossing my arms.

"Oh shit, DUDE!" Bradley gasped, and I looked around for whatever danger he had just spotted.

"What?... Bradley WHAT?!"

The large man was gazing out across the city and slowly turned to me.

"I can raw dog you, bro!" He said, sounding astonished "because guys can't get pregnant!"

I lay my head against the steel structure behind me and sighed. As perfect as Bradley was, he had a lot to learn.

"That's not the only reason for condoms" I explained, closing my eyes.

When I reopened them, I found Bradley staring at me as though I'd just spoken in tongues.

"I have practice in like forty minutes" he said, checking his wrist even though he wasn't wearing a watch. "So can you please take off your clothes so I can fuck you in the ass?"

"That was your idea?" I asked him, and as eager as I was to take his cock, I quickly realised that due to his sheer size, it would take a lot more than some spit and hard work.

"Yeah" he reached for my shorts again but I backed away.

"Bro!" He gasped, staring at me confused "I asked!"

"Yeah, Bradley, but you have to actually wait for an answer!"

He glared at me and shrugged.

"So" he said "answer".

"My answer is no" I replied in a dignified manner, I would teach this guy about consent one way or another.

His facial expression was almost comical. Like the woman we had met on the way here, it was unlikely that Bradley had ever been rejected in his life. He looked perplexed.

"You have to treat me nice, man" I told him "you can't just have sex with anybody you meet".

One of his brows raised up toward his forehead as he tried to consider this strange new rule.

"I'll suck your dick, and maybe after a while, we can do more stuff" I added, but he looked no less confused.

"So you'll suck my dick, but I can't fuck you in the butt?" He clarified slowly.

"Yes" I nodded "but just for now, just until we get to know each other a bit more".

This seemed to blow his mind completely.

"Lemon, this is Bradley. Bradley, this is Lemon. See, we know each other, now can I please fuck you in the ass?"

I couldn't help but smile at the naked man.

"Just a blowjob today" I told him, walking closer "and if you're lucky, then you can have this ass real soon".

Bradley watched me curiously as I got to my knees in front of him. His cock was still quite hard and I sucked it into my mouth with ease.

I was beginning to love the taste of him, and I lapped at the head to coax more of his juices out. He groaned above me which made my shorts tent.

His strong hand held me in place as I took his cock once more. He slid it down the back of my throat, causing a gag as I covered his rod in spit.

I was able to take more of him this time. My throat was becoming used to his huge member and it seemed to cause him great pleasure as I swallowed his bulbous helmet.

I smelled the weed as he lit the joint again, and continued throating him eagerly. I wrapped my hand around the base, twisting and squeezing gently as I sucked.

"That's good, Lemon" he mumbled, rubbing my hair.

His words of encouragement made me even more eager. I went further down his wet shaft, causing more gagging and more saliva, but I could feel the man become weak.

I could taste him again as he spilled his pre-cum into me. Damn, he was perfect.

His hand became firmer around my head, his breathing became more laboured, and suddenly he was using me like a sex toy. He sped up, dragging me down his large, veiny cock and releasing me quickly, then again, and again, and again.

Breathing became secondary as I tried to focus on getting the wrestler to climax. On more than one occasion, I felt my nose hit his groin and he was moaning loudly now.

"I'm gonna nut, Lemon" he gasped, holding my head almost entirely down the length of his cock.

I gurgled as a thick rope of cum burst from his slit and splashed against the back of my throat. I felt it slide inside me as more and more of Bradley's sperm flooded me. There was no need to swallow, it was pouring straight into my stomach anyway.

His hips continued to thrust, and his moans became even louder, until finally he released me and I fell onto my ass, my eyes watering, my face red and my chin covered in saliva and cum.

Bradley towered over me, breathless and panting as he sucked on the joint.

"You're really good at that" he gasped, as fluid continued to pour from his semi-erect rod.

"Thanks" I replied, just as breathless, wiping the liquid from me.

We both went silent after a moment, and I continued to stare up at the interesting, delicious young wrestler.

It would be quite easy to chalk him down as being some dumb, meaty jock, but there was something almost innocent about him. He wasn't bad, he was simply unaware.

I considered the handsome man for a moment before my attention was diverted back to his now flaccid, but still large, cock.

I crawled out of the way quickly as a jet of piss shot from the end, whilst Bradley continued to smoke and look out at the scenery. He didn't even hold the thing, he just calmly emptied his bladder.

I shook my head in disbelief.

"Am I not nice, Lemon?" He asked seriously as he finished the joint and his piss.

"What?" I replied as he began to get dressed again.

"You said I have to be nice to you if I want to fuck your ass, but I thought I was nice".

There was a tone of sadness in his voice as he pulled his t-shirt back on.

"You are nice" I told him "but sex is special, and when two people have sex, there needs to be a connection y'know? Most guys will bring a girl out on a date, maybe even a few dates, and then they'll have sex".

Bradley was dressed now and nodded as he placed his large, muscular arm over my shoulder and led me back toward the stairs.

"You're a funny guy Lemon" he sniggered, pulling open the door. "Sex is special" he scoffed, and I simply smiled and shook my head.

Three young men met us on the stairs, and I was extremely thankful that they hadn't been a bit earlier.

"What's up bro" one of them said to Bradley, though none of the three even looked in my direction.

They were footballers, that much was obvious, and the type of young men who I'd spent most of my teenage years avoiding.

"You guys going to smoke?" Bradley asked curiously as the one in the middle nodded.

"Yeah, dude" he said, pulling out a small bag.

"Sweet, just be careful where you sit, I just pissed up there".

The young men scowled but nodded.

"You gotta piss after nutting, it prevents UTI's" he continued, and once again I wanted the ground to swallow me.

The men looked disgusted as they glared between Bradley and I.

"Well, have fun" the wrestler shrugged and continued walking with me.

"Bradley!" I snapped as the footballers continued on their journey.

"What?" He asked innocently.

"I told you already!" I groaned "stop telling random people about... About what we do!"

"No you didn't" he shrugged, still holding me against him.

"Yes, I did!" I growled "right after you told that woman!"

"No" he continued calmly "you told me to stop telling people about what we do in the dorm. That wasn't in the dorm"

I sighed and shook my head once more.

When we reached the dorm again, Bradley stood outside.

"I have practice now" he told me as I walked in "so I'll see you later".

"See you" I replied, but he put his foot in the door before it closed.

"So where do you wanna go?" He asked, and I turned and looked at him, confused.

"For the date, where?"

I stared at him for a moment, before laughing.

"I didn't mean... Actually, why don't you decide" I said, giving up on trying to work the handsome young man out.

He nodded, and already I could see his mind begin to work.

"Okay" he said "tomorrow at eight, I'll pick you up".

"We... We live together dude"

"Oh yeah, well I'll meet you right here tomorrow at eight".

With those words, Bradley disappeared and I was left with lots to think about and an unwavering erection. Bradley was an interesting man indeed.