I could barely contain my excitement. Even if he didn’t realize I was super gay for him, now the suite mates across the bathroom divide were going to know I was a gay guy lusting over my hung roommate. “Show me what you’ve got.”
I dropped to my knees and wrapped both hands around him, working him with all the skill I’d developed over the past week. “Let’s see what I can do for you.”
Kris stepped forward, and with the door still open I grabbed him. When I looked up at him he had a furrowed brow, looking at me confused. I couldn’t believe he didn’t realize I was gay. “No one has been this cool except my younger brother,” he said casually. He leaned against the sink, his muscular frame on full display, and smirked at me in the mirror. “My brothers always did it in the same room and no one cared.”
It struck me then that he was kind of dumb.
