The Loft: Watching My Roommate Fuck - Part 3

Everyone is 18. This is fiction.

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After our first date, things were busy with school for a couple days so I didn’t see him much except around the apartment. It was such a tease seeing his bulge in his sweatpants, and I literally watched him get hard once when I bent over in front of him, while he was sitting on the couch studying. The other roommates were also in the room so I just winked at him and he sighed heavily. 

That night I had my frequent occurrence of having to pee in the middle of the night, thanks to my ambitious hydration schedule. While heading toward the bathroom I quickly stopped in the shadowed area of the main room. Luke was up there, banging some girl. I was surprised he was still getting with girls when he has me around, but I wasn’t upset. I loved watching him. He was doing her missionary on his bed, and from my hiding spot I could see his cute little ass slowly pull back from every thrust, then rapidly re-enter her. He had his hand on her mouth and was stifling her cute moans. I know first hand how well he pleases, and I could tell she was holding back with force. I pulled out my stiff cock and rubbed my shaft as he picked up the pace humping his date for the night. I squeezed out a couple drops of precum and slicked my cock head, circling it with my thumb.

I heard him moan. Just one, subtle “ohh” before he quieted himself again. I had heard that moan up close just a few days before, and I knew it meant he was about to cum. He slowed himself down and started making out with the girl.

For some reason I wasn’t jealous. I felt like it was just natural to see him fucking other holes besides mine, even a girl if he wants it. I’m a natural voyeur, maybe even a cuck—whatever label means I love watching my hot roommate fuck almost as much as I like getting fucked by him myself. Part of me wanted to be up there and lick his ass, but I knew my place tonight was to stay down here and watch.

I started to get a hint that he knew I was watching. Especially when he started grabbing his own ass and squeezing it tenderly, exactly the way I treat it. Luke pulled out of the girl and got up on all fours, leaning back and showing his hole. I could swear I saw it wink at me. I wondered if Luke was communicating to me through his hole. Damn I forgot to learn morse code. 

I heard the girl whisper something, to which Luke responded “Great idea, I love the view.” And, he stood up and approached the railing of his loft. The moonlight from outside illuminated his athletic body and his wet, shining, big salami of a cock, which jutted out straight forward from his hips. The apartment was warm, and his big balls were hanging low. Luke was an adonis, on display to the universe. It was a gift to see this boy in action. Luke placed his hands on the railing and stood up straight, gazing out the window into the city. The girl approached him from behind, still in shadow, and I could only see her hand as it wrapped around his chest and rubbed his light chest hair. She tip-toed her fingers down to his trimmed pubes and grabbed the base of his cock. Luke leaned his head back, his eyes closed in euphoria. He loved being worshiped, and he loved attention on his cock. She began to stroke him slowly from base to tip, squeezing out precum and making a squishy sound with each repetitive motion.

Luke whispered, just barely audibly, “Put a finger in my ass.” Less than a second later I heard him moan, and the girl’s stroking intensified, more squishy and louder and faster. He was getting fingered and jerked off and I got to see it all. The beauty of the moment was not lost on me. I momentarily believed in God again, just for being witness to such a beautiful sight in my own apartment. I had to slow my stroking and grip my balls to prevent cumming too soon.

Sooner than I expected, I saw Luke gasp, followed by several “oooh, oooh, uhhh” sounds, before he released several globs of cum across the railing and down to the first floor. Landing right in the path I needed to take to the bathroom. He’s marking his territory I thought. I ejaculated on the floor soon after, while Luke was wiping off his date and himself.

The next day, I found Luke alone on the couch, back to studying and his neverending quest for academic achievement. 

“Someone had fun last night” I said with a smirk.

He looked at me quizzically, trying to figure out what I knew, before offering “And who might that be?”

“That jizz stain on the floor answers that” I said, pointing to what was barely recognizable as a stain on the cement floor.

“Oh my God” he said, burying his face in his hands.

“I saw the whole thing by the way” I admitted matter-of-factly.

“You WHAT?” He clapped.

“I was watching!” I said, as I sat next to him, close enough to smell that he just showered.

He paused for a moment, then asked “Was it a good show?”

“Amazing”

“You’re not jealous?”

“Couldn’t be—you don’t belong to me.”

He laughed, grabbed my head and pulled it to his, staring into my eyes with his cute jock smile.

“You’re amazing” he said.

“You are” I replied.

We kissed, and I grabbed his cock, quickly coaxing it into an erection. As I reached into his sweatpants to free the beast, he stopped me, looked around and said “hold on, I’ve got a better idea for our study break.”