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Only Temporary - Chapter 02
🕑 Added 2025-02-16 11:00:03 +0000 UTCONLY TEMPORARY
Chapter 2: Tight Jeans
I rationalized my decision during the short plane ride.
The arrangement was only for two months.
What would a couple of months in Colorado really change in my life?
Sure, it was a little odd to move in with an old classmate from college I had not talked to in years, but it would get awkward only if I made it awkward.
In the end, it was simply a matter of timing and opportunity.
Josh had a spare room, his wife was out of town, I needed a place to stay. Easy solution!
No need to overthink this.
What was the other option anyway? Turn down the job and the free room just because the man offering it to me was too hot?
Come on, that would be unreasonable!
What could possibly go wrong? Joshua and I were both responsible adults.
I arrived in Denver on Saturday afternoon while my mission was supposed to begin the following Monday.
I thought it would be nice to get a feel for the city before I started working and Joshua had encouraged me to come a bit earlier since he was very busy during the week.
As general counsel, he often worked after hours.
I took a cab to his house in the suburbs, and as soon as I arrived in his neighborhood, I realized how different our lives were.
Joshua and his wife had bought a house that would one day accommodate a family, right on the outskirts of town.
Close enough to commute to work, but far enough from the city to be quiet and child-friendly.
When I thought about it, it was surprising that Josh was not a father already.
It was the logical next step; he had been married for a few years.
I made a mental note not to mention this potentially touchy subject. It was none of my business.
Given his professional situation, I expected Josh to be somewhat wealthy, and I was not disappointed.
The luxurious brick house with the perfectly mown lawn and the Range Rover parked in front of the lot were saying it all.
Of course, there was a pool in the backyard.
We were in early June so the weather was very nice but the pool was heated anyway.
It was the first thing Joshua explained when giving me a tour of his home.
He had ditched the white shirt he wore at work for a tank top, and he was wearing a pair of blue tight jeans.
I was glad for both, the hairy armpits and the enhanced butt. That ass had definitely grown since college!
The exposed biceps were also nice to look at.
“See, I got plenty of room for the both of us.”
“Honestly, Josh, your house is amazing, I've only lived in tiny apartments so far. It’s beautiful too.”
“When you marry an interior designer, you get some perks when it comes to decorating your own home.”
And indeed, if the exterior screamed money and luxury, the interior was so elegantly designed that I felt like I was walking into an Architectural Digest cover come to life.
Dark brown woodwork (doors, stairs, fireplace) contrasted with gold and white accents on the walls and ceiling.
The rooms were spacious, filled with plants, paintings, and small but well-thought decorative details.
Despite the clutter, it never felt too busy or stuffy.
Everything seemed to belong exactly where they were.
I was intimidated, as if I could not touch anything for fear of ruining the perfect scenery.
“The first floor is where we live and work, I have an office behind the kitchen. The second floor has two bedrooms and a large bathroom. Honestly, it's my favorite part of the house.”
Indeed, the bathroom was spacious and inviting.
The Dawsons could not decide between the tub and the shower.
Consequently, they had both: an oversized shower with two showerheads and a wide stone-resin bathtub in a modern oval shape.
“Dude, YVBM is paying well!” I joked as we walked around.
Joshua smiled at me but he did not comment.
I hoped I had not been insensitive or gawky.
“Let me show you your room.”
He opened the wooden door in the middle of the hallway.
Like the other rooms in the house, the guest room was spacious and instantly welcoming.
It smelt like clean products which showed that Joshua had just gotten it ready, probably in the morning.
“That’s perfect, dude.”
“I’m sorry about the gym equipment hanging there, but you have a nice view of the backyard and of the pool.”
There were a stationary exercise bike and some weights on the floor.
“You’re sorry? Josh! Are you kidding? It’s like a five-star hotel. I don’t have the words.”
“Don’t sweat it, man.”
“No, really, I don’t know how I can thank you. You’re sure you don’t want me to pay a rent?”
He laughed.
“Bro. Don’t insult me! I’d never make you pay anything. I wouldn’t do that to one of my buddies!”
I was incidentally learning that he was considering me as such.
I was glad.
“I mean, if I don’t find a place quickly, I should definitely give you some…”
He cut me off.
“Honestly, as long as Jennifer isn’t here, I’m happy to have you around. I’ve told you; I’m bored as fuck and I’m not used to be at home by myself.”
“Okay. Just remember that you can always change your mind and I’ll pack my things. No question asked.”
“Got it. I’ll kick you out as soon as you’ll get on my nerves.”
I smiled.
“I do really appreciate this. It makes my life so much easier. And it’s cool that we get a chance to hang out after all these years.”
He patted my back.
“And I’m glad that you’re gonna help YVBM fight climate change.”
“Sure. I bet I’ll have a tremendous impact.”
I tried not to roll my eyes too hard.
“Hey, it's one step at a time. No action is too small."
“I suppose…”
Joshua was very good to me.
After the tour of the house, he helped me carry my luggage upstairs, - three suitcases -, and made sure that I felt right at home.
“Anything in the fridge, you can consider yours. You’ll do your own groceries and I’ll do mine but we can share. Just like normal roommates.”
“I’m the opposite of you. I haven’t lived with anyone for years… It’s a little sad when I think about it, sharing a place’s gonna be an adjustment.”
“A good adjustment?”
“Yes, sure! I’m simply not used to it anymore.”
“You’ve never met the right person?” He asked.
A concern started to grow inside of me.
What if Joshua had forgotten an important detail about me? What if he had thought he was inviting a straight bro around?
“No, but you… You remember that I’m gay, right?”
“So, this hasn’t changed?” He asked.
I did not know whether he was serious.
“If you’re still straight, I’m still gay!”
He chuckled and showed me his beautiful teeth again.
“Fair enough. Let me reformulate, you’ve never met the right guy?”
“To be fair, it’s tough for me to settle. I love my independence and freedom too much.”
“I get that. It’s like I’ve been reminded how it is to live on my own. It’s overwhelming but I can see how one can get used to that.”
“How long have you been with Jennifer?”
We had gone back downstairs and I was looking at a wedding picture in their living room.
They truly looked stunning.
Jennifer was wearing a classic ball-gown white wedding dress but I was barely seeing her.
Joshua was simply phenomenal in his three-piece burgundy suit. Classy, handsome, looking happy as ever.
“Six… No wait, it’s gonna be our seventh year together and we’ve been married for four years.”
“Wow. Congratulations!”
“Yes. Seven years! It’s known to be a milestone.”
“Really?”
“Have you ever heard of the seven-year itch?”
“I’m not really knowledgeable in straight relationships or marriages. Enlighten me!”
“It’s a silly stereotype. Apparently, a lot of marriages end after seven years, generally because of infidelity.”
“Oh, this kind of itch… I see.”
“The bright side is that if we survive this year, we’ll be good to go for another twenty!”
“It’s all I wish for you!”
We opened a couple of beers and cheered to that.
The rest of the afternoon was spent reminiscing on our college days, talking about what our classmates were up to, - mainly, who was sleeping with who -, and catching up on our lives.
Funny thing was, I do not think we had ever talked that much back in college. It was probably our longest conversation ever.
The day went like a breeze and we ordered pizza for a late dinner.
Obviously, Joshua was my guest. It was the least that I could do.
After dinner, he sat on the couch (or rather, collapsed on it) and he patted his own stomach.
“Thank God, bulk season is starting. I’ve been eating veggies and chickens for weeks.”
“Your arms are really impressive.”
I tried to be as neutral as possible while saying that. I sat on an armchair next to him.
Josh did not seem to notice anything odd in my comment.
“Thanks. It’s not only about my shape, running and working out frankly keep me sane.”
He mindlessly took his socks off before putting his large feet on the coffee table.
I tried not to stare too obviously.
“Work is stressful?”
“It can be. It does pay for this though.” He looked around to prove his point. “And you’ll see, we have a great team of people.”
“I hope I’ll be useful. I know my mission is mostly bullshit for communication purpose but as you said earlier, if I can help even make slight changes, maybe it’ll be worth it.”
At this point, I sort of lost track of the conversation since Joshua yawned and stretched his arms in the air.
The vision (and the aroma) of his hairy armpits were quite literally breath-taking.
His abs which were slightly uncovered as his tank top went up on his stomach were equally eye-catching.
“Sorry… I usually go to bed early.” He stated after a long yawn.
“I’m a night owl myself but don’t feel obligated to stay up. You told me I should feel like at home, well, you shouldn’t change your habits either.”
He grinned at me.
“I’ll have to make slight changes though.”
“Like what?”
He yawned again.
“I’m usually naked when I’m in the couch like this… After the bath, before going to sleep, I don’t bother with clothes…”
I opened my mouth but no sound came out.
The mention of his nude body had rendered me speechless.
The fact that Joshua casually slid his right hand in his jeans shortly after did not help either.
My housemate was clearly getting more comfortable around me, shamelessly scratching his balls.
He made no mention of my sudden silence; he was falling half asleep anyway.
Good, that meant that he would probably not remember my awkwardness nor notice the growing erection in my pants.
Not to justify myself, but the show was very enticing, the bare feet pointing at me, the jeans so deliciously tight, the legs casually spread, the hand massaging the junks, the inch of treasure trail running on his ripped abs, the massive arms, biceps and pits on full display… Anyone would have gotten hard.
Well, any gay man.
Joshua was shutting his eyes, seemingly forgetting that I was even there.
Was I supposed to say something?
Should have I stopped watching?
He was so gorgeous. It was very hard not to look. Most of all, I was fascinating by the hand disappearing in his crotch.
I did not know what to do with myself.
Clearly, I was not feeling like I belonged there, not yet anyway.
Considering how nice Joshua had been since we had reconnected, I decided to do something for him and I went to clean up the kitchen.
I could not perv on him like that.
Not only it was inappropriate but it was not good for me to fantasize over a straight married man.
We had not used much clutters for pizza night but I still struggled to do the dishes.
I spent ten minutes looking for a sponge and then five more looking for where I was supposed to put the knifes and glasses.
I was nearly done when I jumped.
“Thanks, Justin.”
I had not heard Joshua behind me.
“Fuck, you scared me!”
“Jeez, you’re really not used to live with someone.”
“I… I thought you were sleeping.”
“I might have drifted off a little. Was it in the middle of a conversation? Jen always nugs me about it… She gets pissed as I doze off in the middle of a chat.”
“I didn’t mind at all. It wasn’t rude or anything, you’re tired, that’s all.”
“Exactly but you know how women are… Well, actually, you don’t.”
We both laughed about that one.
“God blessed me for being gay, right?”
“Right… Anyway, I’ll go take a shower and put myself to sleep. Please, feel free to watch television or do whatever, the house is yours.”
“Okay. I think I’ll just go to my room. I have to check on some emails and stuff. I know I have to confirm the car I’m renting while I’m here, I’m supposed to pick it up tomorrow.”
“You can use my office too.”
“Josh, stop it! You’re offering me way too much, that makes me uneasy. I don’t know how I’ll be able to repay you.”
“You just cleaned the kitchen. We’re even.”
“Shut up, and go to sleep.” I teased him.
“I definitely should…”
Only then, I noticed that the zipper of his jeans was opened.
Not entirely, but the balls scratching had probably led to this. I could see his black briefs.
The jeans were very tight and the hand had to make its way down those warm genitals, somehow.
That was such a hot idea…
Once again, I lost track of what was happening as Joshua was standing right in front of me.
Very close.
So, so close.
Wait, what was he doing?
Oh fuck, he was hugging me good night.
It was cool, meaningless, I had to get my shit together!
“Night, man.” He spoke.
“Nigh, Josh. Thanks again. Seriously.”
“You got it.”
He turned around and his ass trapped in the tight blue jeans disappeared in the living room.
Once again, I thought of that time he had gotten naked at the frat party. This had been a recurring thought for years.
Lately though, I had been obsessing over it.
Trust me, I tried to ignore the polluting thought, but every night, it was coming back to me.
The junks too large for his hand.
The hairy ass, so pale and peachy.
I had to wonder… Staying in this house for a little while… Maybe I would get to catch a glimpse… Or a little more than a glimpse.
Like a damn robot solely controlled by his libido, I found myself going up the stairs.
It made sense, I had told Joshua I was going to my room.
But that was not the only reason why I was walking upstairs.
After the bath, before going to sleep, I don’t bother with clothes…
The bathroom was situated at one end of the hallway, closer to the staircase, the largest bedroom occupied by Joshua had a balcony and was situated at the opposite end, while my own bedroom was right in the middle.
I could have stood in the corridor like a maniac.
I could have pretended that I was waiting to get into the bathroom myself.
It would have been too much on the nose though.
I was not that much of a creep!
That being said… Effectively going to my bedroom, opening my laptop, working on my bed and omitting to shut my own door… That was very plausible, nobody would bat an eye on that.
I heard the shower drain as I got into my bed, I sat down cross-legged, my laptop in front of me.
Unable to decide whether I really wanted to do this or not, I closed the door but left a sufficient crack.
Just enough so it looked natural and not like a poorly-designed plan to glance at my host’s cock.
I did not do any work, obviously.
Joshua was way too close to me and way too naked for me to think about anything else.
It lasted for a while.
The shower stopped but he did not come out right away.
Maybe he was brushing his teeth?
Maybe he was jerking off?
Shit, the boner in my pants was not concealable anymore. I was rock-hard.
It is amazing how the crack of a fucking door could turn me on! What the hell was wrong with me?
I was glancing at it like a gap leading to my filthiest desires.
And now, I had made my mind.
I was sure that Josh was beating his meat in there.
I could not possibly hear anything but I imagined hearing the sounds of frictions between his hand and his wet cock.
I was rubbing my own crotch.
Thank Goodness, I had the sound mind not to take my pants off. I had not totally lost my shit. Not yet.
Had he nutted in his hands?
Against his shredded abs?
Against a wall?
Could you imagine if I were to catch some fresh cum dripping against the sink or the shower glass?
I was picturing me licking his seed when I gasped. I heard the door opening at the end of the hallway.
My heart was beating so fast in my chest.
I heard his footsteps.
He was still barefoot, that was for sure.
And then, he passed by.
I was such an idiot that I did not even dare to really look. I barely glanced as he walked by my room quickly.
I saw his hairy thighs, his back, a bit of his ass…
Yes!
He was naked, indeed!
He walked from the bathroom to his room in his birthday suit!
Victory!
I almost threw my fist in the air when I realized how ridiculous I was being.
Victory!?
For fucking what, Justin?
Catching a glimpse of an inch of a bare ass?!
I heard the door of his room closing.
Joshua had not stopped at my bedroom despite having the light on.
And what if he had knocked or entered? He would have seen me, all flustered and hard…
Again, that was absurd.
I collected myself, took some deep breaths and I went to the bathroom myself.
Aside from a wet towel on a warmer and some mist on the mirror, there was no sign of his passage.
No cum, no dirty clothes, not even a hair.
Maybe he had stayed there a while after his shower to clean up for me.
Fuck, he was thoughtful when I was a weirdo!
That was fine though. I took a cold shower and it calmed me down naturally.
It was only the excitement of the first night.
Besides, I had drunk a little.
The great news of the day was that Joshua and I were getting along just fine and he seemed genuinely happy to have someone living with him.
It was probably the beginning of a nice friendship.
And in any case, even if things were to get weird, it would be only temporary.
