It was a Tuesday afternoon and I was having a very slow day at work. At around 3:30 I reached my breaking point and decided I could take no more; quietly, I slipped out of the office and headed home early. Honestly, I was feeling a little horny and was hoping to have a nice slow afternoon jerk-off before my roommate Rick returned from his job.

When I got home my hopes for wrapping my hands around my slick cock were shattered. Rick's car was parked in the driveway.

"Odd," I thought. "Rick usually doesn't get home from his job until 4:30 at the earliest. Maybe he's not feeling well."

Truth be known, I had harbored a slight crush on Rick since I first met him. He was a massive man, standing 6'9" and weighing around 350 pounds. His weight was dispersed evenly across his body, making him hefty but not overweight in the least. In high school both the football team and the basketball team had tried to recruit him, but he had no interest in sports. My attraction to him had grown over the two years that we had lived together and, at 30, I now found him irresistible. The many times we had been swimming together I had quietly appreciated his slightly paunchy belly and strong arms and legs, not to mention the light blonde hair that covered his whole body. Of course, I'd never said anything about my attraction because he was straight and I was still in the closet.

Not wanting to disturb Rick in case he was napping, I let myself into the house and slowly closed the door. On tiptoes, I crept up the stairs and headed to my room.

As soon as I heard the first moan, I froze. The closed door to Rick's room was directly opposite the door to my room and I could see a thin shaft of light shining through the keyhole. It took all of my willpower to resist peeking through it.

Then I heard an even louder moan and my willpower gave way. Feeling guilty, I stepped over to his door and crouched down, closing one eye and peeking through the tiny hole.

The sight that met my eyes was something I had dreamed of seeing since I had first met Rick three years earlier. He was lying on his bed on top of his sheets and quilt, nude from head to toe. His work clothes lay in a messy pile at the foot of his bed. From my vantage point, the light shining through the window behind him framed his body, hitting his blonde chest and pubic hair and making it seem like his entire body was encircled by a pale halo. His huge frame barely fit across the width of his bed, so one of his legs was dangling off the edge, giving me a full view of his cock and balls. Both his low-hangers and his prick were covered in a nest of fur that conflicted with the light dusting of hair across the rest of his body. His dick was semi-hard as he ran his large, probing hands across his slightly furry chest. He stopped at his pink nipples and tweaked both of them simultaneously, emitting a third moan of ecstasy. His quickly stiffening cock jumped to attention as he groaned, lengthening as he twisted more intently at his hard nipples. His thin, yet long, dick hardened fully now as clear liquid began to collect at its red tip. Rick arched his back against his bed and whispered, "Fuck, yeah." At last, he allowed himself to grip his stiff member in his left fist, squeezing out more of the precum from its tip like a farmer milking a cow. Using only his thumb, he spread the liquid across the tip of his cock, stopping to pay particular attention to the underside of its swollen head.

I could resist my own throbbing cock no longer. Standing upright, I unbuttoned my shirt, removed it, and dropped it noiselessly to the floor outside of Rick's door. My undershirt followed in a flurry of motion, revealing my furry chest and rounded belly to the world. My own nipples, I noticed, were standing erect amongst my sea of dark brown chest hair. I flicked them with my fingers, stifling a moan of my own. My prick was straining at the front of my khaki pants, begging to be set free. I undid my belt and unbuttoned my pants, letting them fall to the floor.

Caught in the moment, I hadn't considered the loud noise that the metal belt buckle hitting the hardwood floors would make.

An answering clatter of sound issued from behind Rick's door as I heard him jump from his bed onto the floor.

"Is somebody here?" he asked, his voice cracking just a bit. "I'll be out in just a second." I heard shuffling. "I was napping."

Panicked, I grabbed my clothes from the floor and tried to race into my bedroom before Rick emerged from his own room. I didn't make it. Rick flung open his door in just a pair of gray boxer briefs, an obvious tent holding out the front. His blue eyes grew wide as he stared at my completely bare ass. I was a little embarrassed to have him staring at my rounded, bearish body, and I tried to cover my swollen cock with the bundle of clothes in my arms.

"What the fuck is going on?" he said, looking me up and down.

I could feel my face – and every other part of my body – getting hot and turning red. "I didn't know you were home and so I started having a little fun," I responded. "Looks like you did the same." I nodded to the stiff dick making a wet spot on the front of his shorts.

"Didn't you see my car?" he asked, not buying my lame story.

"Yeah," I said, "but I thought you were asleep."

Rick put his hands on his hips and cocked his head to the side in disbelief. "You were peeking through my keyhole, weren't you?" he demanded.

I looked at the floor, my stiff cock getting softer by the moment. "Yes, I was," I admitted. "I'm sorry."

To my relief and surprise, Rick just smiled. "Don't be," he said.

I was shocked and unsure how to respond. Finally, I managed to stammer a confused "huh?"

"You heard me," Rick replied, still grinning. "Why don't you come in and join me for a good, old-fashioned jack-off session? I haven't had one of those with one of my best friends for a long time and I've been needing one."

Rick reached out and tenderly encased one of my smaller hands in one of his massive ones. His palm was warm and moist from his man-lube. Disbelieving what was happening, I let my clothes fall to the floor again and crossed the threshold of his room with him. He pushed the door shut and tugged down on his underwear. They dropped only a few inches, catching on his still-stiff cock. He laughed and pulled the waist out enough to clear his dick. The boxer briefs fell to the floor at his feet and there we stood, facing one another and completely naked, throbbing pricks pointing at each other like fleshy swords.

Rick stepped over to his bed without another word and sat on the edge of it. He sprawled backward across it, his back propped up against the far wall, and began to massage his furry balls. His eyes rolled back in his head a bit as he began to juggle them more insistently. One hand left his crotch, traveled up to his mouth for a quick lick, and then settled on his right nipple.

I just stood across from the room from him, watching his fingers move in slow circles across his gigantic hairy body. I was completely paralyzed.

"I'd like to see you jerk off too," he said, his clear blue eyes staring directly into my dark brown ones. "It's much more fun with someone else. Why don't you sit here beside me on the bed?"

With no hesitation, I did as he asked. The quilt of his bed was cool against my hairy ass as I sat down, hardly taking my eyes of off Rick while I lowered myself to his level. I plucked at my erect nipples, the sensation sending shivers down my spine. Rick, meanwhile, had grasped the base of his slick dick tightly in his fist, causing the head to expand and shine red. A stream of clear liquid flowed down the front. He let his fist travel up the shaft of his member until it encircled just the head. Almost involuntarily he pulled his legs upwards into the air and leaned back even more. From this new position he began to pump at his dick, a "squish" sound forming with each downward stroke. The sight of this giant-of-a-man masturbating furiously with me beside him made me crazy. I got onto my back and matched his position, my legs in the air and my fist squeezing my wet cock.

As we pumped our dicks, our legs began to flail, my stubby, fuzzy right one periodically brushing against his larger blonde-covered left one. Soon the rhythm of our strokes became in time with one another. I looked over at him and he looked at me. The smile on his face was gone; he looked all business now, completely overcome by his lust.

As we pumped, the contact between our legs became constant. Rick began placing his left leg over the top of my right one, rubbing my knee with his huge calf. The touching between us made my entire body tingle. My hand on my cock felt a hundred times more pleasurable with his leg on my own. Inspired by his boldness, I reached out with my right hand, still dripping with my own juices, and pushed his own hand from his rigid cock. I encircled his penis in my hand, pulling upward in one swift motion.

Rick flinched and sat upright in surprise.

"Wait a minute," he stammered, catching his breath. "I've never had another man touch my dick before and I'm not sure...."

"Do you like it?" I asked, diddling his piss slit with the tip of my pinky finger.

His huge body shivered. "Fuck, yeah, I like it," he groaned, sitting back and stretching his own hand out tentatively toward my throbbing dick. His fingers slipped across its surface. Before I knew it, we were jacking each other's cocks, staring into one another's faces like lovers, not roommates.

After a few minutes, Rick's breath became labored and his cock stiffened even more in my hand. I knew he was going to cum soon. He began to verbalize loudly, each stroke of my hand bringing a louder moan. Suddenly, he gabbed my wrist and removed my hand from his dick.

"I don't want to shoot my load just yet," he explained, gasping for breath. "I think I'd like to try something new. I trust you enough to do something to you that I've always wanted to do to another man, but never had the nerve. I want to put your dick in my mouth. Would that be okay with you?"

I smiled. "Of course it'd be okay with me."

Hesitantly, Rick stood from beside me and lowered himself to his knees in front of me. I moved to the edge of the bed and spread my legs to allow him easy access to my swollen package. My prick throbbed in time to my heartbeat in anticipation as Rick put out his tongue and licked ay my cock head.

"That doesn't taste bad at all," he said, surprised.

Then, as if someone had yelled, "Come on in, the water's fine," he attempted to take my whole 7 inches into his mouth in one go. The length and girth of my cock gagged him a bit, so he pulled back, wrapping his lips around just the head. I groaned in ecstasy as his tongue traced its way under the cock ridge, arching my back and spreading my legs even more. I wrapped my legs around his head, my feet touching behind him. Rick began taking me in deeper now, quickly getting used to the feel of my dick in is mouth. He really seemed to be enjoying himself as he slurped away. Overcome by lust, I lowered my feet to the floor and stood up. With Rick's lips still wrapped tight around the base of my shaft, I began to fuck his mouth, slowly at first. He managed to keep up with my thrusts, not gagging or choking, so I increased the pace of my bucking. I pumped his mouth for several minutes, becoming winded and sweaty. Rick, for his part, began to emit slight whines and moans with each thrust. I could see one of his hands playing with his balls while the other one pumped teasingly on his own dick. After a few minutes more, I could feel the cum building up inside of me, waiting for release. I pulled out of Rick's mouth and sat again on his bed, breathing heavily.

"I can't hold back from shooting much longer," I moaned. "How are you doing?"

Rick stood in front of me, still stroking his meat. It was so moist now that drips fell from its tip to the hardwood floor with each pull.

"I want you to fuck me," he answered simply, his voice huskier than normal.

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. "A-are you sure?" I stammered. "It might hurt a bit, if you've never done it before."

Rick smiled. "I've finger fucked myself so many times I've lost count. Once, I even used a cucumber in a condom." He glanced down at my engorged cock, which was not quite a cucumber. "I think I can take you in," he said.

Without another word, my giant of a roommate was again on his back in the center of his bed and I was standing beside him. He lifted his muscular legs into the air, grabbing each with one hand and pulling them over his head. His surprising flexibility revealed a tight virgin asshole staring up at me. I leaned down and licked the puckered pink rosebud, forcing my tongue into it just a little. Rick's entire body spasmed.

"Are you sure you want me to continue?" I asked again.

"Oh, God, yes..." Rick moaned. "Fuck me hard."

I licked one of my fingers, coating it completely in saliva. Gently, I placed the tip on his waiting hole and inserted it up to the first knuckle. There was some resistance and Rick growled in response. I pressed it in further, breaking through the sphincter and beginning to properly finger fuck the big man in front of me. His cock, which had been lying flat against his belly, sprang to attention once again. With my left hand, I gave it a couple strokes as I inserted and removed my finger from his asshole. After a few minutes of this, I took my finger out of his now-accommodating hole and placed the head of my dripping cock against it.

"Fuck me! Fill me up!" Rick yelled as he began to voluntarily open and close his asshole, the moistened pink ring kissing the tip of my dick. "I want it now."

At Rick's insistence, I took one of his ankles in each of my hands, spreading his legs wide, and leaned forward against him. The head of my cock slipped into his asshole easily, my ample precum oiling him up from the inside. I sat motionless for a moment, letting Rick become accustomed to the feel of just the first part of me inside of him. The look on his face was one of pure pleasure and he bucked his hips in an effort to impale himself on my hard rod. Taking that as my cue, I leaned forward as far as I could, sinking all 7 inches of my cock into Rick. He gasped and then caught his breath as my forest of dark pubic hairs mingled with the light blond ones hidden beneath his balls.

"Oh, that's it..." he muttered, barely able to speak. "Fuck me. In. Out. In..."

Following his command, I withdrew my hips from him, letting my dick travel all the way out of his asshole, and then slamming it back into him. He growled loudly as I did so, grabbing at my hips with his hands to pull me toward him. I pulled out again, loving the feel of his tight hole and churning guts and amazed by the fact that this huge man was actually begging for me to fuck him. Unrestrained, I began slamming into him with real passion now, rocking our bodies back and forth quickly. The bed began to creak and pull away from the wall, but neither of us cared. Rick was now groaning and growling so loudly that it nearly hurt my ears. His growls soon turned into gasps as I felt his asshole tightening and loosening rhythmically around my cock as if it was trying to suck my whole body into its warm depths. Then, with one massive spasm, his tunnel clutched tightly around my dick, squeezing it from all sides and not letting go. I looked up and saw Rick's face; he looked like was going to pass out from pure pleasure. Before I realized what was happening he began to squirt ropes of cum across his massive body. The first spurt hit the wall behind him, the second his face. The third, fourth, and fifth squirts of jizz coated his chest and belly with the thick white liquid. Rick's entire body shook and he screamed with each shot.

That was my cue; I could hold back no longer. Rick's ass was still clamped around my prick as he finished shaking from his orgasm and I began emptying my own load deep inside of him. I groaned aloud and continued pumping, ecstasy overwhelming me. My own orgasm lasted for 30 seconds or so and then I collapsed on top of Rick, my cock still buried deep inside of him. We stayed like that for several minutes, our labored breathing slowly returning to normal.

"Why didn't we do that 2 years ago?" I asked, finally pulling my softened dick from out of its new home. I sprawled out on his bed beside him.

Rick laughed. "Well, if it's any consolation," he said, "I am certain we won't wait that long until next time." He leaned forward and kissed me on the forehead. "In fact, I should be ready to go again in about 15 minutes."