The Boyfriend Downstairs

My name is Ben. I'm 38, brown hair and eyes, keep myself in shape and although I don't have a type, I seem to get on better with younger guys. I'm a freelance writer and for the last 3 years I've lived in a spacious apartment in the centre of the city. Debbie lives in the apartment downstairs from me. She's friendly and chatty, which suits her job as a travel agent but she has terrible taste in men. They all seem to be dull, boring and just glower if you meet them on the stairs. She has a pattern, somebody new comes along, within weeks they've moved in, then a couple of months later she gets rid of them and starts again.

The latest one, Chris, is totally different. Small, dark haired with a compact little body, in his late 20s and he's very friendly when we meet on the stairs or the local shop. He works on a building site so he's very fit and looks sexy in his work jeans and t shirt when he leaves in the morning. Yes I'll admit to watching him from my window, which is probably a bit sad for a guy who is nearly forty. I work from home and make a point of getting to my desk early so I can be there when he leaves at 7.30am, before Debbie leaves about an hour later.

It's a bit of a shame, because I know Debbie will treat him like shit.

This week I haven't seen either of them in the morning, although her car is still there.

When I finish for the day, I head to the shop to pick up some groceries. As I approach my building on the way back, Chris appears from the other direction, carrying two cans of beer and a sad looking meat pie.

I'm surprised to see him so early in the afternoon. I give him a nod

"Hello, Not working today?"

He makes a face. "Got paid off from the building site . Not enough work apparently."

I make sympathetic noises. "What did Debbie say?" because I knew his days would be numbered if he wasn't earning.

"She doesn't know yet. She's away on a trip to the Mediterranean with her company. An educational they call it. More like an excuse for a free holiday."

He sounded really down and I feel a bit sorry for him.

I point to the pie "Is that what you're having tonight ?"

He screwed up his face and nodded, so on impulse I say "I've made a big lasagne and there's plenty, so come up later for some dinner."

He brightens up a bit." Hey thanks. Can I bring anything? "

I shake my head " No, just yourself. About 6 o'clock then. "

We part on the stairs and once I'm back inside, I kind of regret asking him. We'll probably have nothing in common and he'll just moan about losing his job and missing Debbie, but after a quick shower, I get busy in the kitchen, putting the lasagne back in the oven, before preparing salad and garlic bread.

I'm just opening a bottle of red wine, when the door bell rings and there is Chris. He's changed into a black polo with light coloured chinos and looking very sexy indeed.

He comes in and I pour us both a glass of wine, which we drink in the kitchen, while I finish dinner. When I take the lasagne out of the oven, he leans over and inhales. "Wow smells amazing! Debbie never cooks."

That I can believe, I've seen the takeaway boxes in the communal bin. He's standing close to me and as I bend down to take out the garlic bread, my eyes are level with his crotch and I notice there's quite a bulge there, but I concentrate on putting the lasagne on plates, before Chris helps me carry everything through to the dining table.

I pour more wine as he helps himself to salad, then he digs in.

He makes 'mmm' noises then says

"This tastes great, even better than my Mum's."

"Thanks, there's plenty more if you want seconds."

Chris does have seconds, mopping his plate clean with the last chunk of bread and I open another bottle of wine. After the food is finished, we sit chatting at the table for ages and drink the rest of the wine. It turns out that we have quite a lot in common, both of us like Italian food, go hillwalking in the summer and our favourite holiday destination is Ibiza, so the conversation flows easily.

When we've drained the wine bottle, I say ' I'll tidy up' and when Chris gets up to help, he goes "Woah" and holds on to the chair "Think that wine's gone to my head"

I laugh "Go sit down, I'll make some coffee."

I leave him to go get the coffee ready and when I come back with it, he's sprawled on the couch, looking through my DVDs on the shelf.

"Hey, you've got good taste in films. I've seen quite a few of these."

As I'm pouring out the coffee, I say

"We can watch something if you want."

He shakes his head "Not sure I could concentrate on a film after all that wine." and he looks towards the dvd shelf again. "Have you got any porn?"

I'm surprised, but I just say "Yes, but maybe not the kind you'd want to watch."

He looks at me "What do you mean?"

I'm sure Debbie's told him I'm gay but I say "Well it's all gay porn ."

He thought about this "Can't say I've ever seen any. What's it like?"

I laugh "Same as straight porn, but with better looking guys"

He hesitates, then asks "Can we watch one?"

I wasn't at all sure where this was going but I said "Sure." and took a compilation dvd from the cupboard and put it in the player.

Sitting next to him on the couch, I watch his face, as on the screen, the TV guy arrived to install the set, while the customer sat on the couch admiring him. The camera zoomed in on the workman's crotch bulge, just at the right angle to highlight what looks like a massive cock. The video cut away to the next scene, where the customer is unzipping the guy's jeans and taking out a huge erection.

Chris is really paying attention now and remarks

"Wow , how big is that guy's cock!"

I look across at him "Yes pretty huge, but watch what happens next."

On the screen, the customer manages to get the whole length down his throat and starts blowing the guy. Chris is watching with an astonished look on his face

"How the hell can he do that?"

"Takes practice" I say.

He looks at me like he wants to say something, but shuts his mouth and goes back to watching the tv.

The scene changes to the customer lying on the rug with his legs up and the tv guy pushing that massive cock up his arse hole.

Chris is saying nothing, but his eyes are glued to the tv and looking down, I can see by the bulge in his chinos, that he has an erection.

We carry on watching in silence, as the guy gets his hole destroyed by that thick cock pumping his arse, till the tv guy pulls out and wanks himself off, sending a huge quantity of cum over the guy's stomach and chest.

I pause the dvd and turn to Chris, who is looking slightly uncomfortable, which I put down to the erection pushing out the front of his chinos, rather than being offended.

"What did you think of that, then?"

He turns to me "Pretty hot. I couldn't believe it when he sucked the guy's prick. Debbie won't go near mine"

I looked him straight in the face and said "Shame" looking down at his bulging crotch.He put his hand over it. I shook my head

"No need to be embarrassed with me, anyway I'm the same. "

Which I was, but more because of the man sitting next to me than the dvd.

He adjusted himself, then started saying "I don't suppose there's any chance ..." before tailing off.

I made it easy for him "What? Will I suck your cock? No problem."

I got down on the carpet in front of him and undid his chinos, freeing his cock with difficulty. He was pretty big for a small guy, about 8ins and thick as well , filling my mouth when I went down on him.

He let out air through his nose and went " Fuck. "

I worked his chinos and briefs down to give me better access and played with his balls, as I slid his shaft in and out of my mouth getting him wet and slippery as well as rock hard.

He was practically bouncing off the couch by this time, as I continued to work on his cock and just to really get him going, I inserted a finger into his hole and swivelled it around making him lose control completely and as my mouth filled up with his cum, he yelled and shuddered, before collapsing back on the couch.

He reached out and put his hand round my neck to draw me in for a kiss, but afterwards he had a puzzled look on his face.

I grinned at him "That's your own cum your tasting."

He looked surprised, but licked his lips and said "That was an amazing blow job"

I said "Thanks" and came up to sit beside him.

As he tidied himself up, he asked "Can we watch more of the dvd?"

So I hit the button and on the next clip, the same guy was playing an electrician, who was up a ladder fixing the fuse box, while a young blond man ogled his bulging crotch from below. It soon turned into the blond being fucked on the kitchen counter, as the camera angle from underneath showed a closeup of his hole being penetrated by that huge cock.

Chris said something for the first time "How do they get so close ?"

"Well the cameraman is probably lying on the floor underneath them."

He was quiet for a minute

"How can a huge cock like that fit up his arse hole?"

Twenty questions, I thought but answered him anyway

"You'd be amazed how far a hole can stretch."

He looked at me a minute before he asked "Does it hurt?"

"Hurts like hell the first time " I said, "but you get used to it, then you just enjoy the sensation ."

He was quiet after that and watched the rest of the scene, till the guy was getting his cock sucked clean by the blond, after coming all over him. Then the film ended.

A glance down at Chris told me he was hard again and he seemed to be thinking and quiet . I wondered if he was regretting the blow job or something else was bothering him.

"You OK, Chris.?"

He looked round "Maybe it's time I headed downstairs and left you in peace."

I put my hand on his knee "Not at all, I've enjoyed your company"

That brought a smile to his face "I've had the best night in ages, thanks. Took my mind off things for a while." and he leaned over to give me a long lingering kiss.

Phew! I wasn't really expecting that and I didn't want him to go either.

"You can stay as long as you want, you know. Spend the night even."

He looked hesitant, so to reassure him, I said

"No pressure, just for the company if that's what you want ."

I got a smile in return "OK then, it's great just to be able to relax with someone. You're easy to be with."

We sat chatting about music and holidays we'd been on , till Chris went to the toilet. When he came back he sat down and turned to me with a serious face.

"Ben, I need to tell you something. You're the first guy I've ever had a blow job from."

I didn't say anything as I sensed there was more coming.

He continued "I've fantasised a few times about what it would be like being with a guy but never acted on it before tonight."

Looking at him sitting there I just said "Well I'm very glad it was me. You're a really great guy."

He went slightly pink, then asked

"Is it okay if I stay here tonight?"

Well that made my evening , so I replied "Of course its all right."

He seemed to relax after that, so I suggested that we should move to the bedroom, where we both stripped off. Chris studied my naked body, then put out his hand to run it over my hairy chest, down over my stomach, then lingered there a moment, before gently taking hold of my half mast cock, which was about the same size as his own.

I asked him "So, what would you like to do now?"

He pulled me in for a kiss, then said

"What I would really like is for you to fuck me , but I'm a bit nervous."

Well I didn't think there would be any more surprises tonight, but I pulled him close

"Are you sure about this ?"

and when he nodded I continued

"Ok, but I promise to take it easy with you and if you want to stop, just say."

He nodded, so I got him to lie face down on the bed and I spread his cheeks, before getting my tongue in his hole to loosen him up. He tensed up to start with, but soon relaxed, making little whimpering noises when I probed deep. I thought it was time that he experienced my knob instead of my tongue, so I straddled him and kissed my way down his spine, over his lovely round arse, then gently pushed my cock into his hole. I took it very slowly, just a nudge, then out before going in again, a little deeper each time, till I was halfway inside him. I paused for a minute, so he could say stop if he wanted to, but he just said "More please"

I obliged, pushing my cock in deeper, quite easily, considering it was his first time, till we were skin to skin and I lay over him to whisper in his ear

"How's that?"

He stretched his arm back to run a hand over my thigh

"I'm loving it. Your cock feels huge up there."

I started fucking him with a bit more force, going balls deep each time, not only enjoying being inside this hot guy, but also how much he was loving having a cock up his arse for the first time.

Wanting to see his face, I pulled out and got him to turn round, put a pillow under him and with his legs up round my shoulders, began pumping his hole, watching his reaction all the time, as my cock slammed into him.

Chris raised himself up on his elbows, so he could see himself getting fucked and I loved the expression on his face, as he saw my cock disappear into his arse hole.

He began wanking his cock, his eyes now fixed on my face, as I thrust my hips faster and faster pounding his hole, till I couldn't hold out any longer and my cock exploded, sending huge spurts of hot cum shooting up inside him.

Chris gasped and I knew he could feel my load filling his back passage, making him release a jet of cum far into the air that splattered onto the headboard.

After all that excitement, we settled down to sleep, Chris nestling into me and as he drifted off, I heard him murmur "This is nice Ben."

Early in the morning, I woke up to find Chris curled up behind me, his morning wood poking my arse and although I prefer being a top, I leaned over to the bedside table and squirted some lube on to my hand to rub on his cock, then guided him into my hole. His hands came round and held on to me as he began to fuck me with his 8ins pole, stretching me with his thickness. Staying inside me, he rolled us over so I was face down raising himself up on his arms and continued pumping my arse with long slow thrusts, his balls hitting mine every time, as his cock buried itself deep inside my hole. He lowered himself down and kissed my neck, while he ground his hips against my buttocks so I could feel his cock throbbing inside me. We lay like that for a minute, before he got back up, pounding my arse now with an urgency to reach his climax. He carried on fucking my hole, slamming his cock in and out, going deep every thrust, till he groaned loudly and filled me with spurt after spurt of hot cum.

We lay a while, then Chris started exploring under the covers till his mouth found my cock and with a bit of guidance from me, he gave me a pretty good blow job for a first timer. As my cum filled his mouth, he swallowed it all greedily, sucking on my cock till he had squeezed every drop from my piss slit and kept it in his mouth till I went soft, then lay with his face against my stomach, kissing the head of my cock.

We eventually got out of bed and had some breakfast, then Chris took off to let me work, arranging that he would come back about six to eat and spend the night in my bed. That's how the rest of the week went, till Friday, when he went back downstairs to tidy up before Debbie returned on Saturday morning.

The weekend came and went, the only sighting was a quick glimpse of both of them, heading out somewhere on Saturday night, Chris wearing the polo and chinos that he wore that first night, looking very handsome in them.

I really thought that would be the end of it and that he was just experimenting in Debbie's absence, but on Monday morning, about 10 minutes after I saw her leave for work, there was a knock at the door and there stood Chris, smartly dressed.

"Morning, I know you're working, but wondered if I can come up at lunchtime? "

I didn't need to ask what for, but just agreed. He smiled and told me he was off job hunting but would be back about 12.30. About 12 o'clock I shut down my laptop and put together a couple of sandwiches for later, popping them in the fridge, then suddenly Chris was there, pushing me against the wall as soon as he was inside and kissing me hungrily, his hands already exploring under my polo shirt. I put a hand on each of his firm bum cheeks and gave them a squeeze, as his hands moved down to my belt buckle. I dragged him through to the bedroom and we quickly got each others clothes off, then Chris jumped on the bed face down and pulled me down on top of him.

"Fuck me Ben."

I didn't need to be told twice, but climbed on top of him and parted his cheeks to probe his hole with my tongue, which made him squirm underneath me and push his bum up to meet my tongue. Once I had him nice and wet, I pushed my cock inside him and started to fuck him hard, because I sensed that's what he wanted.

As I rode his firm young arse and watched my cock disappear up his hole, I wondered what it would be like to have him around all the time, something I'd never really thought about before with other guys. We seemed to fit together really well, though we'd only known each other for a week.

Chris was gripping the duvet with both hands and making muffled noises into the covers, as I slammed into him, our balls connecting when I went deep inside. I wasn't going to last much longer and didn't even try, but with one more thrust, I exploded inside him, sending him wild, as my hot man juice flooded his back passage.

We lay together and Chris laid his hand on my chest "I so needed that, it's been a stressful weekend."

I guessed that things hadn't gone too well with Debbie.

"So how did Debbie take your news?"

He made a face "Not well. She gave me a week to find a job or I find somewhere else to live. I thought I was supposed to be her boyfriend, but it's like she can't wait to get rid of me."

I didn't tell him that Debbie had history when it came to boyfriends, but just said "It'll work out, somehow. "

We ate the sandwiches sitting in bed, then Chris took off to let me work, making an arrangement for same time tomorrow.

When he'd gone, instead of working, I sat looking out the window thinking and I realised that I wanted him to move in, but it might be awkward with Debbie downstairs.

Next day was the same, lunchtime sex, then sandwiches in bed, but on Wednesday when I opened the door, Chris was standing there with a huge grin on his face.

"Guess what, I've got a job."

I was really pleased for him, but thought that might mean that Debbie would keep him.

"Well Debbie will be pleased."

But he surprised me

"I'm not going to tell her cos she's been so horrible about everything. She didn't even want to have sex, which was kind of ok, as I didn't really want to either. I'm going to wait till the weekend then move out. That will give me a few days to find somewhere to live. I can always go home to my Mum's for a few nights. "

I didn't comment, still not sure what I wanted to do. Instead I went for the zipper on his trousers and said. "Well I think that news deserves a blow job." dropping to my knees right there in the hallway and getting my mouth round his cock, which quickly came to life to his full 8 inches . Chris moaned and held on to my hair, so I let him face fuck me, the head of his cock hitting the back of my throat every time he thrust into my mouth.

I pulled his trousers and briefs all the way down, giving me better access to his body and using some of the saliva dripping from his cock, stuck a couple of fingers in his hole, followed by a third, penetrating as far as possible, which made him grip my head tightly and increase his thrusts, quickly followed by him shooting a jet of cum down my throat. I pulled away in time to get the second jet of his man juice all over my face, then licked his cock, paying particular attention to his piss slit to get every last drop.

He looked down at me and smiled

"Phew, I'll have to get a new job every day."

We had some lunch, dressed this time and he tells me about his new job. It's in a building materials warehouse, so he'll be inside instead of on a building site and it's Monday to Friday, so he'll still have his weekends off.

Soon afterwards, he went off to let me work and I tried to settle at my desk again, but the question of Chris kept breaking my concentration, so I gave up for the day and had a glass of wine instead.

Next day, I've made my decision. I'm going to ask Chris if he wants to move in and worry about Debbie later.

When Chris arrives at lunchtime, instead of hauling him into the bedroom, I sit him down and ask him the question.

He looks really excited "Really, you want me to move in with you?"

When I nod my head, he leans over and kisses me. "That's a big yes from me."

We arranged that on Saturday, after Debbie's gone to work, he'll move all his stuff upstairs and then leave her a note to say that he's gone.

That's exactly what we did and after lugging all his stuff upstairs, Chris went off to visit his Mum, to let her know about his change in circumstances. Apparently she'd never liked Debbie anyway, so wouldn't really be bothered.

Just before he was due back, I nipped out to the communal bin with some rubbish and on my way back, bumped into Debbie.

She said. "Hello, haven't seen you for a while. How's things."

This was awkward, but I just replied

"Good thanks. How about you?"

She rolled her eyes and said

"Well, where to start? I went on a company trip, which was fabulous and when I came back, Chris had lost his job, so I kicked him out. Just as well really as I hooked up with a guy I work with when I was away, so things worked out fine."

She didn't seem bothered about dumping Chris, so I decided to get it out of the way now.

"Well maybe I should tell you that Chris has moved in with me today, so you'll still see him around. Hope you're ok with that."

Just for a minute, I thought she was going to be mad, but then she laughed and said

"Well that explains a lot, especially in the bedroom, he never seemed that keen . He was cute though."

I agreed. We were still chatting, when the street door opened and Chris came in. He looked a bit taken back when he saw us together, but Debbie bless her, gave him a peck on the cheek and said

"Ben's just told me your news. You two look good together. Enjoy!"

As we went back upstairs, Chris leaned into me and whispered

"So, do you want to enjoy me now or later."

as he hurried ahead of me unbuttoning his jacket as he went.

I quickly followed.

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