Sex stories

My flatmate is 23 and in nursing school. He's my "flatmate", but we've also been friends since we met at the gym. I'm 33, tall, rather muscular and good-looking, and my flatmate is more muscular than me, but considerably shorter. We generally live our lives as usual. He's gay, while I'm open-minded, although I mostly date women. I tell people I'm straight if they ask. One day, I came home and Tristan was in a very bad mood. Stressed to death, he answered everything I asked or said curtly and curtly, in short, he was really unpleasant. That's not like him. It turns out that Tristan is very stressed about his exams. He's been stressed before, but never to this extent. I asked him what was wrong and he told me. He launched into a monologue about stress, studying, etc., and then he went further, to a point I'd never have imagined: he told me he was hot and couldn't concentrate. Masturbation didn't help. Neither did the gym. Relaxation techniques did nothing. Nothing seemed to work. Worse still, Tristan's voice broke when he confessed, voice shaking, that an hour spent on apps to "relieve" himself had done nothing and he was even more frustrated. Some guys had made him pine before disappearing without a trace. I was really shocked that he would confide in me like that and I felt really bad for him. I told him I was there if he needed anything and that I'd help him in any way I could. All he had to do was come into my room and ask, without playing innocent. I hadn't realized that my proposal could be misinterpreted. Fifteen minutes later, Tristan knocked on my door and came in. I suggested he watch "Invasion" with me, hoping it would distract him. He sat down on the bed next to me and watched the movie. Barely a minute later, he turned to me and whispered, "Could you... would you... could you do me a favor?" I said yes." Can you... please, help me relax?" "How?" "I need you... I need you to... please, fuck me." I gasped, our eyes met, and the movie continued. I finally admitted I wasn't gay... he didn't care. "I need that. Please. I hate to ask you this, but I've helped you plenty of times when you've asked for me, without ever asking for anything in return. I need you to help me now. Please..." Having a hot guy in your bed, begging to fuck you with such fervor and desperation... it gets you hard, whether you like it or not. I started getting hard and couldn't stop. My dick got huge and I couldn't hide it anymore. "We live together, man, I can't..." Tristan interrupted me, impatient and desperate. "It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter to me. It's not going to change anything. We both like sex, we take care of each other, it's just sex. Two guys helping each other out." At that moment, Tristan noticed my erection and took it as an invitation. He leaned over slowly and began stroking my package, murmuring that we both needed it and that it would feel so good. My sex had taken over. I weakly said "okay" and Tristan did the rest. My sweatpants were gone in no time and my sex was stuck in my roommate's throat. Jake was sucking me like his life depended on it. I felt incredible, better than ever. Tristan stopped sucking me and stood up to undress. A sexy muscular body, just the right amount of hair, an incredible ass, a small circumcised penis erect and curved. "My roommate is naked in my bed and sitting on my lap," I thought. Tristan quickly positioned himself and slowly began to sit on my lap, my sex finding its way to his anus. I did nothing, letting him take me like a dildo. I was still like a rabbit caught in the headlights. I felt resistance, but under his determination, his asshole opened up and engulfed my 20 cm sex. It was an inferno, tighter than any hole I'd ever known. Tristan let himself go in my lap as his ass finally took it all. He let out a deep sigh and rested his head on my shoulder as he hugged me, his breathing jerky and murmuring, "Yes... finally... thank you..." After a minute like that, Tristan began to move slowly up and down. My sex was slowly sliding in and out of his eager hole that encircled me from head to toe. It was incredible! I felt like I was coming out of a trance as I leaned forward, adjusting our bodies to find myself on top of him. I wanted him now and was going to fuck him properly. The missionary position remains the queen of sexual positions, and I began to penetrate him. The sound of moist skin slapping, moaning, sighing, etc., was all that could be heard. I fucked Tristan not only because he needed it, but because now I wanted it too. I fucked my friend so he could become a nurse and help others. It didn't last long. Tristan came hard after warning me. He let go. His body contracted and shook as his testicles released all their energy. I followed a minute later, emptying my balls deep into his ass like it was the last time in my life.