We were in the middle of watching a movie when my roommate had to get up and go to the bathroom. I paused the movie, popped some more popcorn and sat back down to mess with my phone for a little bit before he came back so we could start up the flick again.
I realized he was taking a while and I turned my head over my shoulder and shouted, “Jerry?” When he didn't respond I got up and stood outside the bathroom. Instead of knocking for some reason, I pressed my ear up against the door. I heard a bit of rustling and the sound of a belt being taken off and thrown in the bathtub. As I was about to knock, the door swung open and in front of me I saw Jerry. His clothes were almost all off except his socks, underwear and a few accessories.
“I was just worrie-” I noticed the length of his cock in his underwear and stared for a little bit.
“The fuck are you looking at?” He said, his voice a bit different and mt eyes unlocking from his throbbing dick.
“Oh, I just. I was just coming to check on you.” He turned his hat around and I suddenly felt the cold air from the bathroom gush out. “Are you okay?” I asked.
“I’m just fine, bruh.” He said with a smile and a flex in the mirror, his muscles rippling in front of my eyes. “Wanna suck me off?”
The question caught me off guard. “Sorry?”
He turned to me and looked me dead in the eyes. “Do you want to suck me off?” I knew he was serious.
I hesitated for a moment, contemplating the consequences but the longer I stared at his throbbing dick the more I had the urge to rip his underwear off. Which is exactly what I did. I got on my knees and brought down his underwear, his long black cock practically hitting me in the face. My hands slid up his body as my mouth started to blow him, taking his cock like a champ. I listened to him moan and I felt his hands on the back of my head, making me go faster and take his cock deeper. I was begging to choke but before I could get out, he came down my throat and I swallowed his warm ejaculate, feeling it slide down my throat and listening to him come down from his orgasm.
I stood up, rinsed my mouth out, and looked at him.
“You head out, I need to clean myself up.” Jerry said, ushering me out of the bathroom. As I waited on the sofa, I heard Jerry say thank you and then there was a rumbling noise and what sounded like a PFFFFT. I heard the door unlock and I jumped, adjusting myself on the sofa.
“Alright, you ready?” Jerry said, jumping over the back of the sofa. He seemed to be back to normal. I smiled and got closer to him, un-pausing the movie. “What are you doing?” He asked, his arms raising.
“Oh, I just thought, after.” I stuttered, confused and then scooted back over to where I was.
“You’re acting weird, man.” Jerry said with a laugh and then grabbed a handful of popcorn. I stared at him for a moment and then laughed it off, a little hurt that he was ignoring the fact that I Just gave him a fucking blow job in the bathroom of our apartment.
“Sorry, it’s the movie.” I turned back to the television and we finished up the movie.
As days went by, I realized that every time he went into the bathroom he acted strange, like he was a completely different person. He got into the shower with me once and he was horny as fuck.
I guess it’s just what happens in the bathroom.
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