Lee’s New Apartment

I’m so glad I found these guys to live with, thought Leah as her new roommates came back down the stairs for what must be round 15 of moving into this 4th floor walkup. What would she have done without them? Paid for movers probably.

Leah wiped sweat from her brow and picked up the next box and followed Rob up the stairs. She was strong and in shape, but she was definitely struggling more than they were. Fuckin’ men. At least she got to look at Rob’s ass in front of her as they made their way up: a perfectly round, muscular, defined piece of flesh.

Rob and Matt had found Leah through the queer housing facebook group. More accurately, she found them; while flipping through the pages looking for a suitable living arrangement that would accept her menswear addiction, she found these two guys “seeking a roommate, friend, companion, cuddlebuddy. Come over for tea and get to know us!” It was adorably weird to invite someone for tea to find a suitable roommate/friend/companion/cuddlebuddy, and Leah didn’t know what to expect: needy weirdos or affectionate sweethearts?

It turned out to be the latter; when they did in fact meet up for tea they spiked it with rum and the three of them hit it off. So here she was, tiny little Leah, living with two of the most wonderful guys in the world.

“This is the last box!” Matt called from downstairs. Leah jogged down to do a final sweep, passing Matt on the way. “I’m cookin you guys dinner tonight, roomie!” Matt smiled a gorgeous straight-toothed grin: “Only if you let us take you out after!”

So good.

—-

A couple weeks in and Leah, Matt and Rob had fallen into a routine. First of all, living with queer roommates meant Leah stopped pretending anything; she started full-time wearing what she wanted, which meant a whole lot of boxer briefs under loungewear shorts, and baggy t-shirts either with a binder or without anything, her D-cup tits hanging free. She came home from work and changed immediately. And they didn’t care; if anything, they encouraged it. They regularly lent her their stuff, which she rolled up at the leg and the sleeve to fit her 5’3″ frame.

There were some awkward moments; like the morning Rob found her wrapped up in Matt’s lounge pants and hoodie, sitting on the couch. When he walked into the living room all he saw was some person with short hair wearing Matt’s clothes. “Matt!” he called into the bathroom where Matt had been showering. “Who is this guy?”

Leah turned to look at Rob; a second later they burst out laughing.

“What?” Matt said as he came out of the bathroom, towel around his slip hips, chiseled torso glistening with moisture. As he toweled off his hair, he came over to look join Leah and Matt in the living room.

“Oh, sorry dude,” Rob said. “I thought she was one of your boys. Dude, Leah, you look like just his type.”

Leah laughed, and responded in as low a voice as she could: “Just call me Lee.” She changed her voice again to a sweet innocent young man’s: “I’m 20, and I’ve never sucked cock before.”

“Leeee!” Rob shrieked as he plopped down next to her and gave her a huge hug. “You’re good at that. Too good.”

Matt laughed, flicked her with his free towel, and walked off before either of the other two could see his boner. Was he into his roommate like that? He was bi, but he usually went for a totally different type. But when he thought of her sheepish smile as she pretended to be sweet and innocent, he wondered what dirty thoughts she really had, and how she’d feel about sucking his cock… He looked down and found he was rock hard, and it took every ounce of self-restraint not to touch his freshly shaven sac.

—-

Findley’s was packed. By the time Rob got there, Leah (whom they now called Lee) and Matt were already on their second beer. As he approached he noticed they were really hitting it off; Lee was smiling and nudging Matt with his elbow and Matt was ruffling Lee’s hair. Lee looked at him with amusement, not noticing when Rob walked up to them. “Hey guys,” Rob said a little too loudly.

“Robbyyy!” Matt got up to give him a big hug. After a long warm welcome from Matt, Rob sat down. “So how drunk do I have to get to keep up with you guys?”

“How bout I get you the shot+beer special?” Lee offered. “My treat!”

“Man,” Rob said as Lee walked away. “Lee is the best drunk ever.”

“Truly a generous drinker.”

“We should bring him out more often!”

“Cheers! Oh you don’t have a drink yet…”

Lee came back with the shot and beer.

“Now I do! Cheers!!” Rob raised his glass as he took his shot.

“What are we cheersing to?” Lee asked, putting his beer down.

“Your generosity,” Rob said. “I had the worst fucking day of my life at work and you just KNEW what I needed!” He paused as he took a long sip of beer. “What’d I miss?”

“Well,” Matt said. “We were talking about how young Lee over here is frustrated because he looks like a dyke, but all he really wants is a dick.”

“Fuck you!” Lee shoved Matt roughly. “But kemalpaşa escort yeah, that’s about it.”

“I totally thought you were a lesbian when I met you,” Rob said. “Turns out you’re gay for men.”

“Fuck, I don’t know man, I do alright with women. My ex was a girl. But if I looked like you I’d be all over the gay bars.” She looked at his masculine physique through his tight shirt and tie, all square angles and rippling muscles. “You must do pretty well for yourself at those places, huh?”

Rob smiled and looked at Matt. “I do alright. My charms never worked on Matthew over here.”

“You know me, I like a bottom,” Matt said. “It’s not personal.”

“For you I’m a switch.” Rob winked.

Lee looked from one to the other. “Do you guys ever help each other out?”

Matt looked at Lee with an expression of mock shock at the impropriety of the question. “Wouldn’t you like to know.”

“Alright, alright, it’s just that some roommate relationships are more versatile than others.”

“Why, would you fuck a roommate?”

“I have.”

Matt and Rob gasped dramatically. “Do tell!”

“Nah there’s nothing really to tell, my freshman year roommate in college was kinda like me, a straight girl who was also kinda butch, like everyone thought she was a lesbian. We did some stuff together. Like, all year long. Then when I moved out she got together with her current boyfriend and they’ve been together ever since.”

Matt asked: “And it wasn’t weird after that?”

“I mean kinda. but we got used to it. Nobody ever suspected, so it was kinda secretive. If she wasn’t so into guys though I would have dated her.” Lee took a sip of beer. “What about you guys?”

Rob looked away. “Don’t even ask.”

Matt took over: “Rob was head over heels for his old roommate. He kept on showing up naked in the living room, bringing guys over to make his roommate jealous, even jerked off with the door open pretending he had nooo idea his roommate could hear.”

“And it didn’t work?”

Rob looked down at his beer. “We fucked once and then it was awkward. Heartbreaking actually. I stayed at Matt’s place for like two whole weeks and then we decided to find a place together. It’s worked out pretty well.”

“Except when Rob’s biphobic friends come over. They think I’m a closet case.”

“They’re just jealous.” Rob shrugged. “And assholes. It’s not like any of us are Kinsey 6…”

“Really??” Matt stared at him wide-eyed. “But Rob you’re… I mean… ”

“Hey, I don’t advertise it, but I can get into some pussy sometimes.” Matt and Lee looked at each other, completely surprised.

“Well, from now on I declare this apartment an official judgment-free zone!” Lee raised his glass.

“Fuck yeah!” They clinked glasses. Lee didn’t think he’d ever been this comfortable with a group of roommates in his life.

—-

Lee woke up thirsty as he could be. His head was spinning a little, and he was so warm… why was he so warm? It was then that he realized that he was sandwiched between two half-naked bodies; Rob, Matt and Lee had fallen asleep spooning on Lee’s bed.

How’d they get here? Lee asked himself. He kept trying to remember, but all he remembered was Rob throwing Lee over his shoulder and carrying him up the stairs while Lee was protesting loudly. Somehow the three of them got inside the apartment and collapsed on Lee’s bed. They were talking for a while, Lee thought, and at some point everyone’s jeans and shirts must have come off; Lee’s binder too.

Lee tried to get up slowly, without upsetting the other two. Matt had been to his backside, and he rolled away a little bit, still asleep. Rob barely moved.

As Lee chugged all the water he could fit in his stomach to fight off the inevitable hangover, he thought about how it felt to be held by those two, laying together half-naked and drunk, touching each other in ways that would have been inappropriate sober, but which meant little drunk.

Lee brushed his teeth, drank some more water, and then stumbled back in the pre-dawn light to his room. As he nestled in between Rob and Matt again, Matt turned back over toward them and put his long arm around both Lee and Rob. Rob woke up at this: He lifted his head to look back at what was happening behind him, and then put his head down and fell asleep. Lee felt Matt’s lips gently kiss his head through his hair, and then they dozed off again.

—–

“Dude, Lee was on fucking fire last night!” Rob said as he walked into the kitchen.

“Lee would appreciate you keeping the volume down,” Lee growled, shielding his eyes from the morning sunlight, gingerly sipping his coffee.

Matt sat down next to Lee. “That was quality roommate time. Hey what was that thing you said to the waitress? You being the houseboy or something?”

“Ughh, I’d rather forget it. I had fun let’s leave it at that. I’m usually not that outgoing, ever. You’ll never see me like that again.”

“Ah come on, loosen up it was a good fucking kemer escort time!” Rob slapped him playfully on the shoulder.

“Yeah, ok it was.”

“Let’s all go out sometime, like for real, not to some divey neighborhood bar but to a legit queer bar party,” Matt suggested.

Rob’s eyes lit up. “Yes! There’s one in two weeks, what do you say Lee?”

“My face says fuck you but my heart says ‘yay!'” Lee pulled his hood up and slouched down in his chair.

“Here, have some advil man.”

—–

The apartment was full of life. It was a long weekend, and about 12 people were pregaming at Matt, Rob and Lee’s place. They’d broken out Cards Against Humanity and some cheap whiskey. Matt was wearing tight blue jeans and a black t-shirt; Rob was wearing a white t-shirt and tight gray jeans. Lee was wearing slim chinos and a buttondown with the sleeves rolled up and a tie under a cardigan. It was a bit overdressed but the colorful tie and the snapback kept it casual; besides what was the fun of wearing menswear if he had to dress exactly like everyone else? A tie made Lee feel polished, and also he secretly hoped to be pulled in by the tie for a hot sweaty dance floor kiss…

“Alright the winner this round is, ‘a sad handjob!'”

“Yes! Sad handjob is mine!”

“Too real.”

“Aww…”

Lee walked into the kitchen where Rob was pouring the next round of shots. “Lee, you look good man. You look really good. You look downright yummy in those pants…”

Lee blushed. “Yea you too man, if those pants were any tighter we’d see every detail of your package there. Not that that’s a bad thing… ” Lee lightly traced a line up Rob’s thigh with his finger.

“Good, that’s my plan!” Rob handed Lee a shot. “Bottoms up!” They chugged their shots.

“I’m gonna need all the help I can get tonight, I’m too shy for bars,” Lee admitted.

“Ah, don’t sweat it. I was like you once. Let this” and Rob grabbed at Lee’s crotch, where Lee was heavily packing, “do the talking.”

Lee was still reeling from the shock of what just happened, when suddenly he felt a body press against him from behind: Matt was hugging him from behind, pulling him close. Lee could feel his swollen pecs, his smooth abs, his bulge pressing into Lee’s back. Lee leaned his head back as Matt said, “Wow, you look hawtttt…”

“He got all dressed up for us!” Rob said, fingering Lee’s tie. Lee wondered if Rob knew what Lee was thinking. Lee’s boxer briefs started getting wet thinking about it. As they sat down to join their friends, Lee smiled to himself.

After 30 rounds of cards, a few more shots, a long train ride, and a minor cover charge, the group was finally at the bar party. The DJ was playing a mix of throwbacks and new music even Lee didn’t always recognize.

As Lee took in the room full of young, enthusiastic men, Rob took Lee by the hand and started leading him toward the dance floor. “Come on, studmuffin!” Lee followed readily; his dance moves weren’t that great but if he could keep from embarrassing himself he usually had a pretty good time. Rob was another story: when he got going, no less than three guys were checking him out: the gyrating of his hips and the rhythmic swaying of his arms drew the crowd in. And here he was with Lee who, in spite of himself, was getting really into it. Rob grabbed Lee by the hips and started rocking him back and forth, grinding against him suggestively, setting Lee’s sex drive on high. Suddenly, Lee didn’t care who was watching; he was with the most gorgeous man in the room pressing their bodies together, running their hands over each others’ bodies. Then Lee felt a familiar set of hands on his back, on his waist, on his ass; he turned around to see Matt there. He reached back for Matt’s neck and arched into Matt’s broad torso. He could feel both Rob and Matt stiffen, their bulges just a few layers of fabric away from Lee. He wanted their hard cocks, he wanted them inside him. He wanted them to fuck him. He didn’t care about gender or roommates or anything else; here, grinding between two hot sweaty stiff guys, he felt dirty and slutty and eager for release.

The rest of the night found Lee dancing like he’d never danced before, with Matt, with Rob, with both of them, and with other random guys who wanted in on the action. At one point a queer poly couple, a man and a woman, sandwiched him; her tits pressed up against him from the front and his bulge from behind. Before he knew what he was doing, shy Lee was giving them his number and making out with her, while her partner ground her from behind.

Finally, needing a break and some fluids, which he was rapidly losing through every inch of his skin, Lee walked over to the bar for some water and a bit of distance from the whirlwind of the dance floor.

“Hey,” a voice said at his side. He looked over to find Matt.

“Sup.”

“Having a good time?”

“Yeah wow, this whole thing has been awesome. Thanks for taking me out.”

“Sure, you’re the center of keşan escort attention tonight. Everyone seems to want a piece of this tonight.” Lee felt Matt’s hand grab a handful of Lee’s ass. He kept the hand there for several seconds, mischievously working one finger back and forth across Lee’s crack.

Lee swallowed, his clit throbbing. “You two really know how to take care of a guy.”

Matt leaned in close, til his soft lips touched Lee’s sensitive ear lobe, and said softly: “You aint seen nothing yet.” Lee closed his eyes as Matt gave his ear lobe a gentle nibble. Matt took a step closer, so that Lee could feel his swelling dick rubbing against his hip. Lee was against the wall at the end of the bar, so when Matt stepped close to him Lee was pinned against the wall. Not that he was putting up much of a fight. Matt looked like he was going in for a kiss, his face incredibly close above Lee’s slight frame so that Lee had to look up to meet his gaze. He started tipping his head back and closing his eyes, waiting for their mouths to meet, when Matt pulled away just an inch to say: “You know, Rob and I have been talking about you. You’re a rare breed, Lee. Rob and I are both tops, but we don’t compete; we’re buddies, you know? But if you are into this, and I have a feeling you might be, I think we’d want nothing more than to share you and use your sweet body.”

Lee looked up at Matt, his eyes full of lust. “Well, I guess your feelings are right.”

Within 10 minutes, Lee and Matt found Rob dancing with some of their other friends; Matt whispered something in his ear and the three of them were in a cab home. Lee sat between them, rubbing both of their packages as they draped their arms around Lee’s shoulder.

When they got into the apartment, Rob dropped his keys in the key bowl and, wasting no time, pulled Lee in by the tie, as Lee had wanted all night, and started kissing and leading him toward Lee’s bedroom. Matt followed, removing Lee’s jacket and kissing Lee’s neck from behind. Lee grabbed Rob’s shoulders to kiss him harder; suddenly Rob removed Lee’s tie with one smooth motion and Matt started unbuttoning Lee’s shirt and thew it aside to reveal the clean white crew neck over his binder. Lee was going crazy, wondering what they were going to do next but hungry for everything.

Matt stepped away. Rob ran his hands ran all over Lee’s body and undid his pants, then pulled his pants and underwear down. He was naked from the waist down; the feeling of the cool air against his junk made him start leaking down his inner thigh. Rob noticed, and as he stood, ran his hands up Lee’s leg, gliding over the slickness of his juices. Lee closed his eyes, Rob holding Lee against his body as he started teasing Lee’s warm wet hole, which was begging to be filled. As he fondled Lee, Rob cock swelled more and more, pressing against the crotch of his tight jeans.

Lee didn’t even realize his eyes were closed until he heard a body lower its weight onto the mattress; he looked over and there was Matt, a tall and toned body, with one of the biggest cocks Lee had ever seen. It was beautiful, and Lee stared at it hungrily.

“Hey Matt, I think our boy wants the dick,” Rob said as he pushed Lee toward the bed.

“Come put those sweet lips around my cock. We know you’re not shy anymore, Lee.”

Lee got down on hands and knees, made his way on the mattress toward Matt’s erect shaft, knowing fully well that Rob was behind him getting a view of his neatly trimmed junk. Lee put his hand around the base of the shaft, lowered his mouth, and started licking the underside of Matt’s sensitive head, which was already leaking precum. The teasing was too much for Matt, who groaned and grabbed Lee’s head and abruptly brought it down over his cock. Lee gagged, and started working his tongue and lips up and down Matt as the saliva dripped down the shaft toward his taint. Matt groaned with pleasure as Lee took more and more of Matt’s 7.5 inches into his hungry mouth. He knew that Rob was standing right behind him, deliberately not touching Lee’s junk, letting Lee get worked up and horny with no release.

Pretty soon Matt pulled Lee off his cock and with one last movement of Lee’s hand, shot cum all over his own chest and neck. “Lick it off,” Matt ordered. Lee obliged. As he started licking the cum off him, he felt a hand start to work his junk. A finger was working his clit as another one teased his hole. He kept working his tongue over Matt, making a short detour here and there to circle each nipple and hear him groan a bit and stiffen again in response.

Matt pulled Lee up to kiss him hungrily on the mouth, and then Lee felt a few fingers enter his tight cunt. He moaned with pleasure; when he looked back he saw Rob working him with his fingers with one hand, and Matt’s stiffening shaft with the other. At some point Rob had taken off his clothes, and he was standing completely naked behind Lee. The sight of three naked bodies, binder excepted, pushed Lee closer to orgasm; he was dying for release.

Deeming Matt stiff enough, finally Rob began rubbing Matt’s cock on Lee’s junk, guiding it back and forth closer and closer to Lee’s dripping hole. Lee let out a moan as Matt finally filled him, and skin against lubricated skin glided over each other, fitting perfectly like two puzzle pieces into each others’ bodies.