Jan 1st, 2005, 06:51 PM
After spending the day helping his nephew and new roommate, Michael, move
in to their apartment, Joey found himself unable to sleep all night. He
tossed and turned restlessly. This was the second time Joey had moved to a
new city, hoping to start his life over. 10 years ago, Joey had made the
decision to move out of his parents home and start a life on his own in New
York City.
Joey had always found it difficult to be the only son in a family full of
girls. But what was more difficult to bear, was the secret that he kept
from his family and friends^Åthat he was gay. Joey knew what would happen
if he ever came out to his family. They would never accept him. And so,
throughout his teens and early twenties, Joey learned how to talk, look,
and act like the typical, all American heterosexual male. Joey was never
without a girlfriend to reinforce his hetero-persona.
And so, when he made the decision to move into New York City, Joey hoped it
would be an opportunity to explore the side of his sexuality that he had
always suppressed. He knew he could never afford an apartment on his own,
so he searched the classifieds for people looking for roommates. Joey met
with many single guys with a room to rent, but Joey thought he lucked out
when he met Chandler. Chandler, Joey was certain, had to be gay! He was
devastated later to realize that, much to his surprise, Chandler was
actually straight! And so Joey began the second phase of his life, living
the same lie.
When he made the decision to move to LA for his career, Joey thought that
maybe this time he would be able to live more honestly. But now, with his
nephew as a roommate, he knew that it couldn't happen. While Michael slept
just in the next room, Joey lay there unable to relax.
Joey felt conflicted. He was happy to be with his nephew, of whom he had
always been so proud. Seeing him for the first time after so many years,
he was taken back by how the little boy he once knew, had grown into a
strong, handsome young man. He couldn't help but feel attracted to
Michael, and he tried hard to hide his feelings. Joey had always managed
to resist the temptation of other men, but this time he began to doubt if
he could.
It was the early hours of the day, and Joey knew he had an important
audition later that morning. Desperate to get some sleep, Joey decided to
resort to old standby trick of masturbating to release some of his tension.
Unfortunately, he still had not completely unpacked, and his porn stash was
tucked away in one of the unopened boxes downstairs. Quietly, he crept out
of his bedroom, tip-toeing past Michael's partially opened door, and headed
downstairs. He found the magazine he needed, hidden inside of a larger
hetero magazine he had purchased as a front.
As he headed upstairs and back toward his room, Joey again noticed
Michael's half-open door. He decided to take advantage of this
opportunity, to make certain that Michael was still asleep and wouldn't be
able to hear him jerking-off.
Silently, he pushed the door open; and there he saw the early morning
sunlight pouring down over his sleeping nephew. Joey's view was
unobstructed since Michael had kicked off his blankets during the night.
His eyes took in the smooth tanned skin of his nephew, who was sleeping on
his stomach; his perfect round ass filled a snug pair of tighty-whities.
Joey lost track of time, as he stood there staring at the beautiful sight
before him.
Unaware, his own hand had moved down to appease the growing erection
straining to break free of his confining boxer briefs. His other had
caressed his strong, broad chest.
Overcome with desire, Joey freed his own throbbing cock; his hands slipped
under the waistband of his boxer briefs, allowing them to fall to the
floor. Joey took his eyes away from Michael's body, long enough to admire
his own engorged dick. His `girlfriends' in the past were so impressed
with his dick, that they couldn't resist the temptation to measure it. The
thick, cut meat stood out a solid 9.5 inches from his body and measured a
full 6 inches in girth. He stood there, slowly stroking his cock, as
precum dripped from the tip down to the underwear at his feat.
Joey could hardly believe that this was happening. He had never done
anything like this before. His excitement was intensified by the
realization that his nephew could wake up at any moment and catch him in
the act. He struggled with every ounce of restraint to keep from touching
the smooth, delicate young man just a few steps away.
With each stroke, his paced quickened, and his heart raced faster. He
imagined reaching over to Michael and tearing those tighty-whities right
off his body, exposing the young virgin ass in front of him. He imagined
taking the young man, thrusting his massive cock deep in Michael's boy
pussy. He could almost hear the screams of ecstasy and desire the two of
them would share^Åif only^Åif only. His body trembled, his legs felt as
though they would give out beneath him.
His pace quickened, faster and faster. His left hand moved down to fondle
his own oversized balls, as his sac tightened and pulled itself up toward
his body. Just a few more moments were all he would need.
Just in time, he grabbed the boxer briefs at his feet and brought them to
the head of his engorged dick. With a gasp, he bit his lip to keep from
crying out, and unloaded spurt, after spurt of manjuice into the underwear.
Joey stood their a few moments, lightheaded, squeezing the last few drops
of cum out of his cock. Unable to believe what he had just done; the risk
he had just taken. As Michael's sleeping body stirred slightly, Joey
regained his composure. In his arms, Joey collected his underwear and the
porn mags that he hadn't needed after all, and exited his nephew's room.
Stark naked, he walked back towards his own bedroom with his semi-erect
dick flopping against his legs.
He threw the magazines under his mattress, and as he collapsed onto his
bed, he stuffed the soiled boxers under his blankets. Finally, he slept.
He awoke about an hour later, remembering his audition scheduled for later
that morning. He threw a towel around his waist and headed for the shower.
He was feeling both excited, and a bit embarrassed at what he had just
done, even though he hadn't been caught.
After his shower, he toweled off, opened the bathroom door and bounded down
the hallway toward his bedroom. He noticed as he passed Michael's room,
that he was no longer asleep in bed.
He wondered where Michael might be?......
THE END...?
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