Finding a housemate is such a daunting task. You never know who you are going to get or what they may be like; despite your best attempts to interview prospective renters and weed out the freaks and losers. To actually find someone that will become your best friend, and change your life, is as remote a possibility as a snowball's chance in hell.

After days of interviews, countless shady characters and people whom I knew I wouldn't get along with, I narrowed it down to two people. One was a 48 year-old woman, who was just finished divorcing her husband and trying to save up money to buy a house, and the other was a 28 year-old single guy who was tired of apartment communities, he was working as the manager of a car rental agency and also saving up for a house. I decided that the woman, although mature, professional, and from what she said a great cook, was a liability because of her ex-husband. I didn't need to be in the middle of any family problems that might surface because of this.

Two weeks later, Wagner started to move in. He had three of his friends there to help him. Being that it was a hot summer day, I offered to help them. The four of us unloaded the truck in about an hour and worked up such a sweat in the process; we all jumped into the pool to cool off. Now, I should say that I had never had a relationship with a man, nor had I ever considered any guy a potential lover. I was able, however, to recognize attractive men as well as women. Let's face it, some men ARE good looking. I can appreciate a man's well-toned body, good skin and still not be attracted to him. It was on this day, that a noticed how good-looking Wagner and his friends are. They were all in great shape, especially Wagner, whose well-toned body was emphasized by his tanned skin. I watched him as he swam around.

"Yep," I thought. "The women must go nuts over this one."

As time went on, Wagner and I became friends. We hung out at the house. Went swimming together. Played chess and cards. Rented movies. I even took him around town to see some of the sights, since he had only been in the town for about a year and still hadn't seen everything.

One night, about two months after he had moved in, I had gone out on a date with this girl I had met through my graduate course at the college. Her name was Tara and she was beautiful, smart and very funny. I was hoping that we would really hit it off. Wagner knew this because I had explained it all to him. He was happy just to have the house all to himself.

I met Tara at the restaurant. She was dressed in a tight-fitting black dress that really showed off her cleavage, without being distasteful. But the best part of the dress was that it showed off her beautiful legs. They were smooth and as shapely as perfect pieces of fruit. I bet that they probably tasted as sweet. I was beside myself with desire for this woman. We really did hit it off too. I felt comfortable with her; felt I could make her laugh. And I did. She made me laugh too.

Then it happened. In the middle of one of her witty comments on American society, which is what she liked to talk about, and as I was laughing with her, enjoying the twinkle in her eye, and her pretty smile, I saw her visage melt and go south.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Shit," she said.

"Damn! It's him," she warned.

"Him who?" I questioned.

"My ex-boyfriend," she informed.

"And?" I questioned again.

"I hate him," she stated. "He's an ass. I can't stand to be in the same room as him."

"That bad?" I hoped I would find out how bad it was. But she didn't want to talk about it. I looked at her hands. They were shaking slightly.

"Would you like to leave?" I really didn't, but I knew she needed to get out of there.

On our way to her car, she invited me to come to her place. Her body looked so good in the night air, how could I say no?

When we got to her apartment, we jumped in each other's arms and played with each other's tongues. She was an animal. She tore at my clothes and had my pants down before I knew what was happening. I was breathing like I had just run a marathon and my dick was as hard as steel.

When she started to rub my cock through my boxers, I thought I was going to pass out. She started to bite it through the material while we echoed our moans.

"Take it out please," I begged her.

She did. She immediately started to lick it up and down. When she put the head in her mouth I almost fainted. Then I felt cold air and waited a moment for her return. But it didn't come. I opened my eyes to see her almost in tears.

"What's wrong," I asked?

"It's him," she said.

"Fuck!" I thought to myself.

She went on to tell me that she was still getting over him and seeing him tonight was just too much right now. She then told me that she really liked me, but was scared to get into anything right now. Any other woman and I might have gotten really pissed. But because I liked her a lot too, I decide to give it a chance, despite the fact I was blue balled. I had to get out of there.

When I got home, I decided to go for a swim to cool myself off. I didn't see Wagner and the lights out back were off, so I figured he'd gone out. I got on my suit and jumped in the pool. Wagner was in the pool. He laughed when he saw the look of surprise on my face. He told me that he heard me pull up and knew I would be going for the pool, so he would try and scare me.

"Well, you didn't scare me, but you did startle me," I laughed.

"What happened to your hot date?"

I groaned and told him about what happened. Everything.

"Great... Thanks," I said.

"What? He asked.

"I wanted to go for a swim to cool off. Making me remember tonight has gotten me hard again."

He laughed and said, "It's a good thing it's dark cuz I'm naked and your story got me hard too!"

"Ha ha!" I laughed. "Let me see. I don't believe you."

Without thinking I dunked under the water and swam up to him. In the dark I could hardly see him until I was right up on him. I came so close that I nearly touched him. And it was big. And it was in my face. I panicked for a minute and jumped up.

"Holy shit. Sorry, man. I didn't believe you."

"Hey. No problem, man. No harm done. I'll go put on a suit. Be right back."

As he got out of the pool I was able to see his hard pole pointing the way and his well-formed asscheeks following. He turned his head and caught me looking. I panicked. In that moment I tried to do something to hide the fact that I was watching him. I made it look like I was aiming and I splashed him. He immediately jumped in the water and we started wrestling. I couldn't believe what was happening. We were laughing and giggling as we grabbed at each other.

I dunked him on my first try. While he was under he grabbed my shoulders and pulled me down with him. On my way back up he tried to grab me by the sides of my chest, but he slid down as I kicked off from the bottom. In that instant my suit came down to my ankles and off as I jetted through the water.

"Ha! Now we are both even!" He shouted.

"Give me back my suit, ya bastard!" I playfully shouted.

"Hey it was your fault. You shouldn't have jumped like that!"

With that, I lunged at him in a bid to grab them back. He was too fast and too tall, as he held them up in the air and jumped, as I jumped to grab them. As I came down, our bodies ran together. I felt his still hard dick rub against mine. I saw sparks. It felt weird. In my panic, the only way to cover it up was to continue trying to get my shorts. On my next jump, I landed right on him. Straddling his hips. Our dicks rubbing together. I pulled him under with me, and we separated for a moment. In that moment I realized how hard I was and how hard he was. I looked him in the eyes and he smiled as his eyes seemed to penetrate deep into mine.

"Still want your suit back?" he asked smugly.

I couldn't say anything. I was confused.

I backed away.

"Sorry. I'm not gay," I said this while sporting a major hard-on that I knew he had to have felt.

That was the best thing I could come up with.

"Haha! No one ever said you were!" He laughed. "I guess now would be a bad time to tell you I am," he said. "But seeing as you are as hard as I am, I'm thinking that your cock has a mind of it's own."

"Yeah, I guess it does."

"I hope you're not mad that I didn't tell you I was gay. I really needed a place to live and you seemed cool."

"I really don't know what to say," I said.

"I don't know what to think either," I thought. "I should be getting out of the pool. I should be kicking his ass. Or at least trying. I should at the very least be trying to get my suit back. In fact, I shouldn't even be excited. But I am."

"It's cool." he said. "You don't have to say anything. Have you ever been with a guy before? I ask because you are obviously turned on. Sorry for being so honest, but that's just the way I am."

"No. I have never. But. Um. But..." I couldn't say it. I couldn't admit that I wanted to try it. That, yes, I was hot. "Nevermind." I said.

"But you are curious?" He said, as he reached out to hand me my suit.

As I took it, our fingers met and lingered for a moment. He looked me in the eyes and trailed down my body. His hand touched my shoulder.

"You want to see what it's like to feel another prick besides your own?" He whispered this into my ear and I felt his prick touch my leg. "You want to touch it. To feel it."

I was breathing harder now.

"You want to know if another man would naturally know how to please a you," his hand traveled down my arm.

He took both my hands in his.

I wanted to pull away but couldn't.

"I... er..." I stammered.

"Shhh. Don't speak,"with that, he reached into the water and cupped my balls.

I moaned. He then ran my cock through his fingers, sending lighting bolts through my head. I grabbed hold of his waist to balance my self and in the process pulled him into me. Chest to chest. Our cocks pressing against our bellies.

"MMmmm. Yeah," he moaned.

"I'm... I..." As I said that, he kissed me.

I was frozen. He pulled back and looked in me eyes for a sign to proceed. I went with the moment and kissed him. It surprised him as much as it surprised him and as our kiss grew in passion, our hands started roaming, eventually grabbing each other's cheeks and grinding our cocks together.

"Wow!" He said. "That was some kiss!"

"I know," I said through my short breaths. "I've never been this turned on in my life. I want to do things to you that I never dreamed of doing with another human being!"

He laughed and said, "Slowly. Relax. We have all night."

With that, he kissed me again. He sucked my tongue into his mouth and I was tongue kissing a guy for the first time. It felt amazing. I began to suck on his tongue and twirl mine all over his. He began to move down now. He kissed his way onto my neck; sucking on it and licking it. He started to kiss his way to my chest. I couldn't believe the anticipation. I wanted him to be licking my nipples.

When he started to bite my nipples, getting them to stand at attention, I didn't believe it would feel so right. Sooo good. He licked them and bit them until they were almost raw. My cock was pulsating to the rhythm of my heartbeats. I then realized I hadn't felt his cock in my hand. I pulled him up to me to kiss him, and cupped his balls.

He moaned out, "Yes!" as I stroked and explored his cock.

I wanted to be able to see it. Play with it. We decided to go into the house. So we both jumped out of the pool.

I followed him. Once in the house, I slapped his hard ass cheeks as he entered the bedroom.

"That's for stealing my shorts!" I shouted.

He laughed and said, "Oh yeah? Come here, dickhead."

When I did, he grabbed me and threw me on the bed. We began wrestling around. Trying to gain the advantage. He finally grabbed my shoulders and pushed me on to my back as he straddled me. His hands holding mine above my head to keep me immobilized. He looked into my eyes and ground his cock into mine. I gyrated against him.

"This is for being a hot stud that I am going to teach things to that you never dreamed possible," he said, just before he kissed me deeply for the third time that night.

Then he was humping my dick. Kissing his way down my chest. I shook as I felt the anticipation grow as he moved closer and closer to his destination.

He took my cock in his hand and slipped it into his mouth. I let out another groan as my eyes rolled back in my head. His tongue was doing things that very few of my girlfriends had ever done. Twirling around the tip. Licking from the base to the tip like it was a big ice-cream cone. When he started licking my balls, I stopped him and we got into a 69. Now I was able to see what it was like.

I studied it first. I felt its size with my fingers; ran them across the veins; stuck out my tongue and just barley touched it. I watched as it jumped to my touch. I then put the head in my mouth. Tasted it. Ran my tongue around it. I was rewarded with Wagner's moans from what he was doing to me. I began working it into my mouth. It was hard: in every sense of the word. I realized it would take some practice to get it into my throat. It was either too big for me, or I just didn't know what I was doing. I was apparently doing fine with what I my tongue was doing because he was leaking pre-cum all over my face.

As I began to work my way further down the shaft, I felt him move under me. He changed his position. I didn't understand how he was going to suck me from he way he was positioned now. I was still able to get at him though. My confusion didn't last long as I felt him licking just below my balls. The spot were the "root" of my cock is.

"Oh my god!" I yelled.

It made me shiver. His tongue was licking its way down to my ass and in an instant his tongue was teasing my most private spot. I was loving every minute of it. He tongued my hole like I would tongue a pussy. Softly. Getting it wet. Trying to get it inside. I had long stopped what I was doing. I was too busy enjoying what he was doing.

Because of this he turned me around so he could reach me better. He licked me there for what seemed like only seconds, but it was probably more like ten minutes. Then I felt his finger start to enter me. I must have tensed up because he asked me if I was OK.

"I don't know if I want to do that," I said.

"Well you don't have to do anything you don't want to do, but I think you should try this. If you like it, you will LOVE it! I'll stop if you want me to though."

I heard myself agreeing to try it. I had come this far. I had enjoyed everything so far.

I felt him there again. This time his mouth started to play with my cock again as he tried to work his finger into me. I jumped when it was all the way in and he started wriggling it around. I felt my cock get harder than it already was. He began to work his finger in and out as he sucked and licked my cock. Suddenly I felt his finger change its angle, pushing up against the back of my cock and balls. I saw sparks fly and thought I was going to cum right there.

"Found it!" He said.

"Found what?" I asked.

I already knew. I had read stories about the male prostate acting like a g-spot. How some men can come with out any penile stimulus. An orgasm caused by the massage of the prostate gland. But I wanted to hear it from him.

"Your prostate. Your G-spot!"

He continued to rub against it. I now knew what it meant. It was like a whole new world of sexual stimulation was opened to me. I wondered. If a finger felt that good, what would something larger feel like? I tried to speak. But I could hardly get the words out.

"DO it!" I moaned. "Please!"

He just moaned his agreement and went back to work.

"No! Please?" I babbled.

"What?" He asked.

"I've got to feel it. I want to cum with you in me."

"You want me to FUCK you?" He teased.

"Yes! Now, do it!"

"Say it! Beg me!" He said.

The bastard. He was teasing me.

"Fuck me! Send me in to orbit. Please!"

"No," he said.

"Fuck! Please. Take my virgin ass."

"You want it? You come get it!"

I trembled as I got up to get some lube. I worked it into his cock and got a few moans out of him in the process. I even worked some onto his balls just to feel them again. When I was done I got onto my hands and knees, feeling myself shake with anticipation, in front of him.

"Like this?" I asked.

"Yeah. That's it. You want my cock? Come and get it."

I started to back up. He helped by aiming his cock at me. But that's all he did. Just aimed it at me. He wanted ME to fuck HIM!

"I really don't know what to do," I said.

"Just do as I say. I won't let you get hurt."

I eased back until I felt him against my hole. I slowly tried to work it in. I felt the head break the initial barrier and I pulled back. I started to use his cock head to massage the hole as it began to open.

"Yeah you little whore. That's it. Work it in."

His encouragement sent me to work even harder.

I finally got the head in. He told me to pull back each time I make progress and push back with my internal muscles as I bring it in. So again I pulled back but this time not all the way. The next time I did it, it felt almost as if my ass was sucking him in; he slid all the way in. I stopped to let my self get adjusted.

"Good. Your doin' fine. How does it feel?" He asked.

"Amazing!" I said in a short breaths.

"It's just starting baby."

I then began to fuck him. I started slowly. Pulling all the way out before I impaled myself on him. I began to work out a rhythm and when I withdrew him, I squeezed his cock in my ass and released it on the way in.

He let out an, "Oh yeah! You're getting it now!"

Half way through this he started to take over in the fucking department. He began to gyrate his hips and grind them into me. Several pumps like that and I was moaning and fucking him back even harder.

"That's it baby! You lovin my cock now! Yeah! But it gets even better than this. Turn over."

I turned over and he put my legs on his shoulders. He told me this would let him get that g-spot better and with those words, he speared me on his cock in one swift motion and began fucking me, with his cock rubbing right up against that magic button. He was pounding my ass. I was trying to keep up but couldn't. I needed to cum. I reached up to grab my cock only to have him bat it away.

"Wait. You'll see," he said.

And with that he picked up the pace. His cock rubbing and sometimes pounding my prostate. I felt the cum that had been boiling all night in my balls began to press against my cock. I couldn't hold back. It just happened. My come started flying out of my dick as it bounced on my stomach. Four or five spurts came spilling out and then, as he ground into me one last time to let his seed fill me, I exploded in one huge orgasm that sent a river of cum shooting up and over my head. When I opened my eyes he was licking the cum from my chest, his cock still inside my ass.

"Wow!" Was all I could say.

"Yeah," he said as he kissed me. We both slept late the next day.