More Than Roommates

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Eli

Eli is a 21-year-old college student and the token gay guy with a posse of girlfriends. Too shy to make the first move, Eli’s never had a steady boyfriend or even a date. He spends most of his time at the movies or cruising local art shows.

Demetrius

Demetrius is a 23-year-old free spirit with aspirations of becoming an actor. Working freelance as a model and bartender, Demetrius has moved a half-dozen times in the last year in search of his next big break.

Demetrius needed a new apartment. Badly.

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More Than Roommates

Demetrius needed a new apartment. Badly.

He’d applied to basically every single one that he found online, including some sublets and people renting only rooms. He couldn’t keep crashing on his friends’ couches forever with all of his belongings in a storage unit.

Demetrius had just moved back to the city after doing an internship in Seattle. He’d enjoyed Seattle, but it was a little too pretentious for him, and a little too white. He wanted to get back to his friends and his favorite restaurants, so after two years, he was back.

His apartment hunt had brought him here, standing outside of some guy’s door. The apartment looked nice enough from the outside, but he had no idea what lurked inside, or who his potential roommate would be. He’d had roommate issues in the past, and he didn’t want to live with anyone else who he didn’t jive with.

He took a deep breath and rang the buzzer. It took a few seconds, but the door opened, and Demetrius made his way upstairs. It was a three floor walkup, which sucked, but he wanted to keep an open mind. He double checked the number of the apartment before opening the door.

The moment the guy opened the door, the breath was knocked out of him. He knew this guy! Well, sort of. Only a little.

The man in front of him was wearing a button down shirt with peacocks on it, his hair perfectly coiffed to the side. It was tucked casually into his tight black jeans, and Demetrius couldn’t take his eyes off him.

“Hey!” the guy said a little awkwardly. He remembered his name: Eli. He was surprised he still knew it, but it was lodged deeply into his brain. He couldn’t forget how disappointed he’d felt on the night he met him.

“Hi,” Demetrius said softly before making his way inside.

He’d met Eli about two years ago, right before he left for his internship. He didn’t make a habit of coming to the straight club very often, but sometimes his friends wanted to go.

He’d seen Eli from across the room. He’d been wearing a black mesh shirt, his firm nipples at attention. He was a mix of sexiness and awkwardness when he danced, making it obvious that he was trying to have fun but couldn’t always escape his thoughts. He only danced with his friends, who were all girls, so he thought maybe he had a shot.

He had to have him.

Demetrius walked over slyly and tapped the man on the shoulder. He whipped around, almost spilling his drink, looking a little erratic. He hadn’t meant to surprise him that much, but he moved forward.

“Hey. I’m Demetrius. Want to dance?”

He liked to be straightforward. He could dance around being interested in this guy, or simply ask him to dance and see where things went.

“Fuck yes,” the guy said, grabbing his hand and pulling him into the crowd. As they walked, he heard him say, “And I’m Eli.”

Once they made their way onto the dance floor, their chemistry was palpable. He wanted his hands all over Eli’s body, no matter whether they were in public or not.

He turned Eli around, urging him to grind against him. Eli started doing it right away, and he had to stop himself from letting out a small moan.

He started to get hard as Eli continued to rub himself against him. He wasn’t sure if it was okay, but he was getting a vibe from Eli that he was enjoying it, as he quickened his pace and pressed harder against him.

He couldn’t take it anymore. Demetrius whipped him around and captured his mouth with his own. Their passion was unprecedented, tongues fighting each other, lips between teeth. A moan escaped Eli’s mouth, and Demetrius leaned back and grinned.

“Should we go back to my place?” Demetrius asked, trying to keep his tone mysterious and coy.

At that moment, he realized that Eli didn’t look so good. All of the color had drained from his face.

“I think I’m gonna throw up,” Eli said, his hands balled into fists.

He didn’t know this guy. Since he wouldn’t be getting any, he could easily have abandoned him, found some other person to fuck. But he still felt drawn to Eli.

He sprung into action, taking Eli’s hand and leading him towards the bathroom. They hurried through the crowd, and Demetrius hoped they would make it in time.

They walked down a hallway and found the bathroom. Eli pushed inside, leaving Demetrius alone. He wanted to comfort the man, but he had a feeling Eli wouldn’t want him seeing him so vulnerable, especially since they were about to make love, maybe in that very bathroom.

He decided to wait for Eli. He didn’t know whether his friends were still there, and he wanted to make sure he got home safely. He assumed Eli had had too much to drink, and that could be dangerous if you were left alone outside a club at 2 a.m.

It didn’t take that long for Eli to come out of the bathroom. Some of his spark had left him, and he looked like he needed to lay down.

“Are you all right?” Demetrius asked quickly.

Eli waved him off. “Just had a few too many cocktails.”

Demetrius smiled. “You should get home.” He was more than willing to take the train with him or at least call him a Lyft. Anything to prolong their time together.

“No, it’s okay,” Eli said. “We can still go back to your place!”

Demetrius wanted to. This might be his one shot to make this beautiful twink his. But he couldn’t abide by the ethics of it; he would never take advantage of someone who was in trouble.

Demetrius shook his head. “I don’t fuck guys who are wasted,” he said. “Maybe I’ll see you around sometime.”

He didn’t want to leave. But he found himself walking away.

He only realized on the train home that he should have gotten his number. He was leaving for Seattle in only a week, so the chances that he’d end up at that straight bar again were pretty slim.

He’d completely written Eli off as a temptation that could never be…until he was suddenly in his living room.

Suddenly he realized: fuck the apartment. He could find an apartment anywhere. This was a twist of fate, and he wouldn’t let it pass him by.

He looked around at the decor a little bit in the front entrance hall, trying to muster up the courage to make a move on Eli…again. Would he be creeped out? Would he even remember him?

“Follow me,” Eli said, and he led him to the living room. Demetrius wished that he’d grabbed his hand like he had in the club.

He sat down on one side of the couch while Eli sat on the other. Eli seemed nervous, but he wasn’t sure why. Maybe he just wanted to find the best roommate possible and he didn’t even remember talking to him so long ago.

“The apartment has two bedrooms, each with their own bathroom. We would share the living room and the kitchen, obviously. I’m not too picky about–”

He could feel palpable energy between them, so he decided to shoot his shot.

“I know you from somewhere,” he said, testing the waters.

It took Eli a second to respond.

“I met you at Calico,” Demetrius said, and Eli grinned sheepishly.

Demetrius continued. “I really wanted to sleep with you, but you were too drunk.”

Eli’s eyes widened. “I didn’t think you’d remember.”

Demetrius smiled mischievously. “How could I forget?”

Eli bit his lip, and Demetrius wished he could bite it instead. “I never saw you at the club again,” he said sheepishly.

“I moved to Seattle,” he said. “For an internship. Now I’m moving back.”

He realized that maybe Eli had gone to the club to try to see him again. He wondered if he had. Maybe he was thinking too much of himself. But Eli’s blue eyes looked as excited as his did, and he wondered whether he had a shot.

“Hence the new apartment,” Eli said.

“Right,” he responded, thinking about Eli’s delicate wrists pinned against the bed, the man screaming out his name…could he really pull that off?

“Could you give me a tour?” Demetrius asked. That was his best opportunity to stay with Eli for as long as he could.

“Of course!” Eli responded, standing up from the sofa a little too quickly. Did he want to be alone with Demetrius, too?

Eli took him to an empty bedroom. It was kind of small, but definitely nice. He hoped Eli would have success finding someone to take it.

“This would be your room,” he said, sweeping his hands across the space.

He made a show of looking around the room, but he wasn’t interested in it. He was interested in Eli.

Demetrius walked slowly over to Eli. He took in his smooth face, his nervous movement, his prominent eyebrows. He wanted to kiss him now, but he needed to wait.

“Can I see your room, too?” he asked, trying to keep his voice from shaking.

Eli walked out of the room first, and he couldn’t help himself. He grabbed his ass, feeling the fleshy mound underneath his hand.

“This place is nice, but I think I’d rather finish what we started,” Demetrius said, his voice rough with desire.

Eli’s eyes grew wide. “Really?”

He moved his hand to give Eli’s ass a little slap.

“I’ve been waiting to fuck you for two years. I never thought I’d see you again.”

Demetrius couldn’t tell whether Eli was into it or not. He thought he’d try one more time.

“I want you,” he said, gazing straight into his eyes.

Then Eli kissed him hard. He was shocked for a second before he relaxed into the kiss. He grabbed Eli around the waist, wanting to hold him in place so he would never run away again.

Demetrius thought about how lucky it was that he was seeing Eli again. This release was what he needed.

Demetrius steered them towards the bed, and he could feel himself hardening in his jeans. There was a fever here, the feeling that they had to have sex as soon as possible or both of them would implode.

He started unbuttoning Eli’s shirt, and he could feel his breath quickening under his fingers.

“Hurry,” Eli whispered into his ear. “I want you inside me.”

That made Demetrius race through the last few buttons of Eli’s shirt as quickly as possible, and soon he was lifting off Demetrius’s sweater over his head. He was self-conscious for a moment, but Eli quickly began raking his hands over his abs, feeling his body all over. Demetrius could barely take it.

Eli leaned down to kiss his stomach, and they both raced to take off each other’s jeans. Eli unbuttoned his, and he quickly kicked them off, ready to be naked, ready to have all of Eli.

His cock sprung out against his stomach, and soon after Eli’s did the same. His cock was so hard, the tip almost purple, looking good enough to eat.

“I want you to fuck me from behind,” Eli told him, and Demetrius moaned, crying out like an animal. He wanted release.

“Do you have a…” Demetrius asked, and Eli quickly pointed at the bedside table.

Demetrius reached inside and pulled out a condom. He ripped a hole in the wrapper with his teeth, then smoothed it gently onto his throbbing length. Eli was so close.

By the time he was done, Eli was on his hands and knees on the mattress. His hole was pink and needy and beautiful as he eased himself inside.

He was enveloped in pleasure, fucking Eli’s ass, moving back and forth in ecstasy. He had to stop himself from coming too quickly.

“Fuck, you have a tight little hole,” Demetrius said, slapping Eli’s ass again.

“More…,” Eli moaned, and Demetrius was determined to give it to him.

He fucked him as hard as he could, his full shaft buried deep inside Eli, small grunts escaping his lips. He had to bite his lip to keep his cool.

“I want to hear you come,” Demetrius grunted, his hands gripping Eli’s hips tightly, pulling him back, slamming their bodies together. He knew Eli was close; they were both so ready.

Just a few moments later, he heard Eli yell, “Fuck!” The man made feral sounds as he shot ropes of cum onto the sheets. Eli watched him, the way his muscles clenched, his body completely spent.

He continued to thrust into Eli, ravaging his hole, ready for his climax.

“Come inside me,” Eli said, and that was all it took.

His vision went black for a moment as he experienced the most powerful orgasm he’d had, maybe ever. He felt his cock twitch inside of Eli, leaking cum into him, making him his own.

After a few moments, they both collapsed onto the bed, tangling together.

“That was worth the wait,” Demetrius said softly, reaching up and touching Eli’s face with his thumb.

“Let’s not wait that long until next time,” Eli countered, and he nodded, leaning in again to kiss him.

Demetrius knew he hadn’t found a roommate…but maybe this was something more.

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