Only Temporary Ch. 15

Justin is offered a temporary consultant mission to help a large marketing firm lower its environmental impact. It is meant to be a couple of months (bullshit) job and he has no expectation over it... Until Joshua, a former college classmate, suggests he moves into his suburban house for the time of the mission.

ONLY TEMPORARY

Chapter 15: White Dress

I lay in bed on Friday morning, overwhelmed and confused.

Joshua was swimming in the pool.

I heard him splashing in the water, he was probably nude.

The fourth week in Denver had questioned everything I believed in.

The long white dress threw me off even more.

I was fantasizing over Joshua way before the recent events but never had I seriously considered something happening between us.

But now... I had to wonder.

On Sunday morning, he had caught me wearing his jockstrap, fucking myself with his butt plug, sniffing his dirty underwear, and sucking on his cum rag.

Yet, instead of being weirded out, he absolutely loved catching me in this (outrageous) position.

Later, we jerked off side by side on the couch, and then again, he was the one asking me to rub his nipples and to slurp the fresh cum from his deflating dick.

On Monday, we took a hot bath together, I jerked him off and I made him nut.

He did not make any mention of it afterwards, as if this was something very casual to do between friends.

On Tuesday, Joshua was apparently less horny.

He walked around naked, watched television on the couch, his flaccid dick exposed and his bare feet on the coffee table, but he did not ask me to service him.

Too bad... I thought.

I was getting used to it.

My housemate seemed thoughtful.

I imagined that maybe, he was regretting what we had done.

Frankly, Joshua was impossible to read.

Right before we went to sleep, he made the strangest request.

"You know, when you get home before me, you could slide yourself into something more comfortable, in which you'd feel much more like yourself."

I looked down at the pair of loose underwear I was wearing, perplexed.

"Okay... I mean, I do feel pretty much like myself right now."

"Wouldn't it even better if you wore, let's say, a nice pair of jockstraps? I know you love them."

I chuckled nervously.

"I can... But, Josh, I..."

He cut me off. He was dead serious.

"As you're aware, I have a few in my drawer, suit yourself. You'll be more comfortable and I'll have a much better view after a long day at work."

"Why not? I... I suppose I could do that." I stammered.

He smiled, visibly satisfied.

The message was pretty clear although I was lost about Joshua's true intentions.

It was likely that he did not know what he truly wanted himself.

In any case, on Wednesday, I did exactly as he asked. I picked a gray jockstrap in his drawer, something a bit different from the black pair I had already worn, and I waited for Joshua in my revealing outfit.

Just waiting for him got me horny. I was semi-hard all evening.

As soon as I heard the front door open and close, I stood up from the couch to greet him.

It was like the beginning of a very bad scene from an erotic film from the nineties.

Joshua entered the living room, his work bag slung over one shoulder, the ends of his tie loose, he looked up and smirked.

"Damn, Justin... You really did it?"

Was it supposed to be a prank? If it were, that was not funny.

"Of course... I... I like wearing jockstraps so I took the opportunity, just like you said."

"You did good. I'm glad. And you've been waiting for me?"

"I've been watching television."

I tried to sound neutral.

He got rid of his bag and he walked toward me.

My heart was racing. It was so difficult not to be startled by his green eyes and his sexual energy.

"That jock looks hot as fuck on you. Turn around, Justin." He commanded.

I was his puppet.

Let's be clear, I was his very willing puppet.

I obliged; already feeling all fuzzy inside.

"So? On a scale from one to ten?" I asked. "How do I look?"

"A good nine, it fits you perfectly."

I looked back at him.

Joshua had a cocky air of swagger about him.

He approached me, his eyes lingering over my exposed bum between the tight straps, his tongue wetting his lips as he took in the sight.

"Thanks Josh. I'm glad you like it. After all, I should always look presentable in your own home."

I tested him.

"That's right, although... There's still something missing. You could reach a ten out of ten."

I was feeling shivers down my spine.

"And how would I do that? How can I improve my score?"

"Well, your ass looks amazing, that's for sure, but you know, we can always add some jewelry or maybe some sort of an accessory... Right now, it looks kinda..."

I started to see where he was going with that.

"Empty?" I finished his sentence.

Joshua smiled largely.

"See. I've always known you were a smart one. Ever since college!"

I laughed.

He was being stupid.

I let him be though. I played his little game.

"Should I... Should I get the butt plug?"

"Wait here, let me take care of that for you. It's the least than I can do. It's in your room, right?"

I nodded yes and gulped.

"Yes."

Joshua walked upstairs, excited.

I waited for him, holding my breath.

He spent a little more time than expected in my room, I wondered what the hell he was doing in there.

When he came back to the living room, I understood.

He had stripped down and he was stark naked, the butt plug in his hand.

For the record, he was sporting a semi but he was not hard. Not yet.

"Now, this is really gonna be a nice sight!"

"You're serious, Josh?"

"Yeah, I mean, I thought you liked it... A few days ago, I came back, and you were seemingly very much enjoying it. I just want you to be fully comfortable expressing yourself in my home."

"How nice and selfless of you." I teased him.

He had a cheeky grin on his face.

I think we both knew we were mostly roleplaying. Any excuse was a good one to play with our respective limits.

I extended my hand to grab the sex toy but he did not let me have it.

"Let me help you with that. It'll be way much easier to slide it inside if I do it for you."

"Of course. You're right." I bit my lower lip. "How do you want to proceed?"

He was so naughty right there!

"It's not rocket-science, I suppose you could turn around for me."

"Okay..." I did as he said "And then?"

"Yes, just like that. Now bend over the couch and let me take care of the rest for you."

Joshua's voice was crackling with a low, sensual energy that gave every one of its consonants and vowels a tangible weight.

I complied without question.

As you can imagine, the thought of Joshua sliding the plug was a huge turn-on. My asshole would have no difficulty opening up.

Josh ran his hands over my body as I bent over and my chest shuddered, my nipples rising as he traced his fingers over each one.

Funny that it would start there for a plug insertion.

Wrong area, bro!

I smiled at the thought.

Next, he grabbed my hips firmly, his fingers digging into my skin, and then, he knelt down behind me.

He spread my cheeks, taking his sweet time exposing my pink hole.

I heard him spit on his fingers before he spat on my anal ring.

He wetted my asshole, and I jumped a little when the saliva hit my warm skin. Joshua searched my face for a reaction, but he did not get any from me which made him smile.

I was ready for his twisted games.

He gently smacked my ass, his palm firm against my bare flesh.

After that, he slapped each of my cheeks, harder.

"Ah... Fuck, Josh. Is this part of inserting the plug?"

"Impatient or what?" he asked.

"I... I don't know, Josh..."

"Spread your ass for me, let me see that crack wide open."

I grabbed my cheeks and spread, just as he requested.

He started tapping the tip of his fingers against my itching hole.

"Look at you, presenting your ass to me like that. How fucking hot is this? Do you like that, Just? Does it feel good having my fingers caressing you?"

"It does, Josh."

"Hmmm... I bet!"

"It really does."

He stopped playing around with the fingers and he grabbed the butt plug.

"Let's fill you up properly."

Slowly, but surely, he shoved the toy in my asshole that bloomed open, the tight ring encircling the base of the plug.

Until there was a noticeable "pop" signifying that he was breaching in.

The sudden intrusion made me gasp, the sensation of fullness and the coolness of the silicone sending a wave of pleasure through my body.

Most of all, I was turned on by how much Joshua was turned on. He was clearly getting a huge kick out of dominating me, checking out my ass, fingering me...

The man wanted me!

"Oh... Yes..."

"Ah, there we go."

He gently twisted the plug, his other hand spreading my ass cheeks so he could take an even better look.

He squeezed the plug deeper into my ass, Joshua's fingers probing to make sure that it was fully inserted.

I could barely breathe as he did so, my entire body tensed with the sensation.

"Goodness... Josh..."

"You like it in your ass, don't you?"

I moaned, my body shuddering as he worked the plug in and out, his fingers brushing against my balls and making me even harder.

He was twisting it deeper and harder into my ass.

I was not sure of what he was doing at first, but then, it became clear that he was not just inserting the toy, he was fucking me with it!

The feeling was intoxicating, and I could feel my body trembling with desire.

He pulled the plug out a little, then pushed it back in, making me moan.

"Fuck... Josh." I muttered, my head spinning with lust. "I can't take much more of this."

My dick was already at full mast and I had spams running all throughout my body.

"Am I making you feel nice?"

"You are...."

"See... I'm a pro at this."

He then shoved the plug deeper for good, and he abruptly stopped the friction.

Joshua returned to his usual spot on the couch, right next to where I was still bending over.

He turned on the television.

What was he trying to prove?

I was shaken up... and very frustrated.

"Dude?" I called him out.

"What?"

For the record, at this point, and as he put his bare feet on the table again, I have to mention that his cock was rock-hard.

He had loved it as much as I did!

"Is... Is that it?" I asked.

He smiled.

"I mean, what else do you want? You want me to fuck you with my actual cock?"

I was stunned by his answer... And yes, this was exactly what I wanted!

"I... I guess I'm just confused." I told him instead.

"Look, I find it super-hot when I see an asshole plugged like that, I got a bit carried away. Sorry, bro. Didn't mean for it to get weird. We're good?"

I did not want him to feel bad.

"Don't apologize. It's fine."

Truth was, I was not mad about him being a tease, a little naughty play was still better than nothing at all.

It was just difficult to adjust to his limits.

"I... I suppose I'm confused too." He simply stated.

"That's all right. We all are sometimes."

That was the full extent of our conversation on the matter and we simply watched a television show in silence afterwards.

We did not dig deeper (pun intended), never went to the bottom of it (pun intended, again), and I gave Joshua some space.

Sometimes, I thought about the wedding ring on his finger, and I felt super guilty.

Most of the times though, I was way too horny to care.

When I returned to my bedroom, I obviously jacked off and I had even more reasons to when I realized that Joshua had not changed in there for nothing.

Once again, he had left a few presents for me, his dirty socks, his stinky underwear, and his sweaty tank top.

I was genuinely thankful for the offering.

I came all over my chest with the plug buried in my hole.

*

I guess this brings us to Thursday night.

That evening, Joshua came home very late, after 10 p. m., and I had been eagerly waiting for him in the pair of black jockstraps for nothing.

He seemed a bit stressed, had dinner on his side, and we barely talked.

I was seriously getting tired of the hot and cold treatment.

I did not mention anything and I let him be.

Whatever...

When I went to bed and for the first time, I started feeling bad about this whole situation.

It was becoming weird and I was not sure if the spicy games were worth it anymore.

I considered that the back and forth was probably dwelling on Joshua's too and that if I felt guilty, it was probably even worse for him.

I was about to remove my jockstrap and slide under the sheets when Joshua knocked at my door.

He never did that.

"Yeah? Come in."

Immediately, I could tell that he was not himself, my housemate was unhinged.

"You think you can blow a dick better than a chick?" He asked, walking in my room naked.

His cock was already half erect.

"Huh?"

He seemed weirdly tense but also excited.

"You understood my question, bro. I'm like... I haven't gotten a nice blowjob in so damn long... And you know what we say about gay dudes?"

Despite how much I was craving it, I did not jump on his dick right away.

"What's up with you, Joshua?"

"Just tell me, you think you can suck better than a girl?"

"Well... Yeah, I'm sure that I can but where the hell is this coming from?"

Joshua laughed, shaking his head.

He ignored my question.

"Okay then. If you want to try my meat for real, I can give it to you."

"Your meat?"

"Fuck bro, I've been thinking about it since I found you licking my disgusting cum rag like a slut. I need a pair of soft lips to around my dick, asap! And you're right here. You want it or not?"

"I... Yeah but..."

I did not know what to say, but he did not give me a chance to respond any further.

Joshua crawled onto my bed and pushed me back against the pillows, his nude horned-up body covering mine.

His cock, now fully hard, pressed against my thigh. He grabbed my wrists and pushed them above my head, his grip firm but not painful.

"Josh... Fuck..."

"You want me to leave?"

"No..."

"You want me to keep going?"

"Please..." I gasped

He got his lips very close to my ear.

"Well, are you gonna suck me off or what, baby?"

He was demanding an answer and I gave it to him.

I nodded, and he released my wrists, his hands moving to grip my throat.

He applied pressure, not enough to cut off my air, but enough to send a thrill of fear and excitement through me.

His cock twitched against my leg as I reached out for it, my hand wrapping around the thick shaft.

I could feel the veins pulsing under my fingers as I began to stroke him, his pre-cum coating my palm and making it slick.

He groaned, his grip on my throat tightening slightly as he pushed his hips forward, forcing his cock deeper into my hand.

"I love your cock, Josh. It's the best I ever had." I confessed.

"Fuck, yeah... And my cock loves you too, Justin."

"Really... You... You're sure you want this?"

The wedding ring was still there. I glanced at it.

I did not want to suck him off for him to regret a minute later.

He seemed sure enough though.

"Get my bone nice and wet for me, baby. I want to feel that hot little mouth of yours wrapped around my cock."

Be it, then.

I leaned forward and he moved upward, my tongue darting out to lick the salty precum from the tip of his large cock.

Joshua's grip went behind my neck, a low growl escaping his lips as I swirled my tongue around the sensitive head, teasing the slit.

I played with his foreskin.

He tasted salty and musky, his scent filling my nostrils and making my own cock throb in response.

I took my time, exploring every inch of his shaft with my tongue, tracing the thick veins and feeling the pulsing need that throbbed beneath the skin.

I was going easy, sucking the tip and a little bit further, but already, he was loving it.

"That's it, baby. Yeah... You know your way around a massive uncut dick." He panted, his hips bucking slightly as I took him deeper into my mouth.

There was a lot to swallow but thankfully, I was very hungry.

I sucked more of his girthy veiny shaft.

I went down, he moaned louder, and after maybe a minute of back and forth, I could feel his cock hitting the back of my throat.

My eyes watered as I tried my best to take him deeper, to swallow his entire length.

His grip on my hair kept him in control, letting me know exactly who I was in this position, his obedient bitch, and I could feel him still trying to push in deeper.

"Fuck, Justin. You're such a good little cocksucker. Your throat is so warm and tight. You're made for sucking dick."

"Grrl... Grrl..."

My mouth was full.

"Nah, actually, you're just made for sucking MY cock."

He pulled back and I gasped for air, my mouth open. I could feel my own cock twitching in the jockstrap, the plug still firmly in place.

Since he had shoved it in himself, I was wearing it almost constantly when we were home.

I reached out to him once more, my hand wrapping around his cock gently, my fingers stroking it back to full hardness.

Joshua groaned, his eyes never leaving mine.

He shoved his fingers to my lips. I opened up and let him to push his saliva-soaked fingers into my mouth, sucking on them as a way to coat my throat a bit.

He moaned at the sight of me sucking his fingers and then pulled them out and smacked my face with his cock.

The red-hot cock flesh slapping my face, smearing slick precum and forcing my cheek to vibrate. I loved it. Every dirty second of it.

He did again, the wet smack of his flesh hitting my other cheek.

He wrapped his fingers around my face and forced me to open my mouth wider and then he buried his cock deep in my throat.

That was crazy intense.

I could feel my face pressed against his pelvis, my nose almost touching his abdominal muscles. He pulled back and I gasped for breath.

"Hmmm... That's it... Fuuuuuuuck!" He exclaimed, hysterical.

He pushed his cock back into my mouth, his hips thrusting forward with more force.

"Grrl... Grrl..."

"Take it all!" He commanded, his voice rough and demanding.

"Grrl... Grrl..."

"Take every inch of my cock down your throat. You know how to please a man, don't you? Make me feel good, baby. Suck that fat cock!"

His breathing grew heavier and more erratic as I tried to match his thrusts, my mouth working overtime to accommodate his length and girth.

His was holding me tightly in place as he fucked my face relentlessly.

I was his rag doll. His own personal sex toy.

His grip on my hair tightened, the slight pain only serving to heighten my arousal.

I focused on relaxing my throat, taking him deeper and deeper with each thrust. I tried not to gag, it was tough, his cock was enormous.

The wet slurps and smacks of his bone in my mouth were nearly drowning out the moans of desperation that were escaping from my throat and vibrating up through his rod.

I could feel his balls slap against my chin, saliva dripping down my face and onto my chest.

My cock throbbed in its confines and I thrust my legs up and down, desperately trying to get any kind of friction, but the jockstrap and the plug were too good at containing me.

So, I grabbed Joshua's wrist and pulled his hand down, pressing it against my cock, making him feel how hard I was for him.

He smirked, his fingers digging into my skin as he squeezed my trapped cock. I could feel his cock throbbing in my mouth.

"Let's cum together, bro." He directed.

I was in awe.

"Yes... Hmmm... Ffyes..."

"Take it, babe."

He gave another ample hump, filling my throat. Joshua stayed still for a second and I felt his fresh cum pump into my mouth in a string of hot shots.

He did not let go of my hair.

He forced me to keep sucking his cock and swallow every droplet of creamy milk that flew into my throat.

I ran my tongue along the underside of his cock, feeling the thick veins pulsing with pleasure as his whole body relaxed and shuddered.

I came too.

Of course. How could it have been any different? I soiled the pouch of the jockstrap.

Once again, I was a very dirty boy.

As he forced me to swallow his cum, he too was gasping for air.

His grip slowly loosened and then released me, but not before he rubbed his fingers through the back of my hair and gave it a gentle tug while pulling his still hardening cock out of my mouth.

I collapsed onto the bed, my chest heaving and sweat dripping onto the sheets. My mouth was wide open.

I wiped the streaks of drool and cum that hung from my face and neck, licked my fingers and then, I looked up at him.

Joshua's eyes gleamed with a mix of satisfaction and something more primal.

He reached out and grabbed my chin, tilting my head up so I had to look at him.

"You made me feel real nice tonight. Thank you, Justin."

"I'm... I'm just happy to help out..."

He pinched my nipple playfully.

"Seems like you're paying the rent in kind." He laughed.

"Apparently. You know that I've been wanting to show my appreciation for all that you've done for me."

Joshua jumped off from the bed.

"I have a lot of appreciation for you too."

I could not refrain from smiling.

"You do?"

"Good night, Justin. Sleep tight." He glanced at the plug.

"Good night, Josh."

He was making it very difficult for me not to like him... and not to obsess over him.

I slept well.

*

I woke up excited on Friday morning, the blowjob was very encouraging for the rest of my stay in Denver.

Well, that was until I realized that Joshua had been lying to me since day one.

It feels like I am dropping a bomb on you? Well, it was exactly how I felt.

I was in bed, checking on some old acquaintances from Nashville on Insta when in the recommended profiles to follow, I saw a woman that I thought I knew.

It was Evelyn, Jennifer's sister.

I recognized her from the pictures on the fridge.

I felt for her going through her divorce and, out of pure curiosity, I clicked on her Insta profile. She looked pretty.

The very first picture was a huge shock.

It was a pinned post but only dating from seven weeks prior.

Joshua's sister-in-law was wearing a long white wedding dress, as she was tightly holding a handsome man in a suit while two teenagers and a toddler held onto the dress.

"Fourteen years together and he finally said yes!"

I was in shock.

This could not be the same person.

Evelyn was supposed to be ultra-religious, and Joshua had told me many times that she was currently going through a tough and messy divorce.

That was the whole reason Jennifer was not here!

And yet, that was definitely a wedding!

Joshua himself had liked the picture.

On Evelyn's feed, another picture from the ceremony in May showed the bride surrounded by Jennifer and Joshua, looking amazing and happy as ever in their fancy clothes.

Fuck.

There was no divorce.

What the hell was going on?

What kind of lying psychopath Joshua Dawson was?!