Roommates' Hobby

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Dan woke up in his dimly lit apartment, the sunlight filtering through the blinds casting long shadows across the room. His body felt heavy, weighed down by a fever that had been lingering for days. A throbbing headache pulsed behind his eyes, and fatigue clung to him like a second skin. He reached for his phone, his fingers trembling as he typed out a message to Jason.

"Hey, I’m feeling worse. Fever, headache, fatigue. Could this be… you know?"

The response came quickly, Jason’s casual tone belying the gravity of the situation.
"Might be. I’ll come over and check you out. Stay put."

Less than an hour later, there was a knock at the door. Dan dragged himself up, his body protesting every movement. He opened the door to find Jason standing there, his athletic frame filling the doorway, his brown eyes assessing Dan with a mixture of concern and something darker, something Dan couldn’t quite place.

“You look like shit,” Jason said bluntly, stepping inside. “Let’s see what’s going on.”

Dan sat on the edge of the bed, his body trembling with a mix of illness and anticipation. Jason knelt in front of him, his hands gently probing Dan’s lymph nodes, his touch clinical yet intimate.

“Based on what you’ve told me, it’s possible,” Jason said, his voice low. “But I’d be more certain if I could… get a better look inside.”

Dan’s heart raced. He knew what Jason was suggesting, and despite feeling like death, a heat stirred in his groin. “What do you mean?”

Jason’s eyes locked onto Dan’s, his expression unreadable. “Your hole. If it’s as hot as I think it is, it’ll confirm my suspicion.”

Dan swallowed hard, his mind racing. He was sick, vulnerable, and yet the idea of Jason’s cock inside him was undeniably arousing. “Okay,” he whispered, his voice hoarse.

Jason nodded, his expression softening slightly. “Good boy. Keep using the poppers. It’ll help.”

Dan reached for the bottle of poppers on the nightstand, inhaling deeply as Jason moved behind him. He felt Jason’s hands on his hips, guiding him to his knees, his ass exposed. The room spun slightly, but the poppers sharpened his senses, heightening his awareness of Jason’s presence behind him.

“Relax,” Jason murmured, his breath warm against Dan’s ear. “This won’t take long.”

Dan felt Jason’s fingers press against his hole, slick with lube, slowly pushing inside. He gasped, his body tense but yielding. Jason’s touch was firm yet gentle, preparing him with deliberate care.

“You’re tight,” Jason remarked, his voice thick with desire. “But you’ll take it. Won’t you?”

Dan nodded, his breath coming in short gasps. “Yes.”

Jason stepped back momentarily, the sound of a lube bottle being opened echoing in the quiet room. Dan felt Jason’s hands on his hips again, guiding him into position. Then, he felt the head of Jason’s cock press against his entrance, thick and insistent.

“Ready?” Jason asked, his voice a low growl.

“Yes,” Dan whispered, his body aching with need.

Jason thrust forward, his cock sliding inside Dan’s hole with a slow, deliberate motion. Dan moaned, the sensation overwhelming—a mix of pain and pleasure that sent shivers through his body.

“Fuck, you’re hot,” Jason groaned, his voice strained. “Just like I thought.”

Dan felt tears prick at the corners of his eyes, his body trembling with the effort of staying still. Jason began to move, his thrusts gentle but insistent, his cock filling Dan completely.

“This confirms it,” Jason said, his breath hot against Dan’s neck. “You’re converting. And I’m gonna make sure you feel it.”

Dan’s mind fogged with arousal, his body responding despite his illness. He felt Jason’s cock thrust deeper, the heat in his hole intensifying with every movement.

“Fuck, Jason,” Dan gasped, his voice breaking. “I can’t… I can’t take much more.”

“Just a little longer,” Jason murmured, his thrusts becoming more urgent. “Let me feel you take it all.”

Dan clenched his fists, his body arching slightly as Jason’s cock drove into him. He felt Jason’s breath quicken, his movements becoming more frantic.

“Gonna cum,” Jason groaned, his voice raw. “Gonna fill you up, boy.”

Dan’s eyes widened as he felt Jason’s cock twitch inside him, hot streams of cum flooding his hole. He moaned, his body trembling with the force of it, the sensation overwhelming.

“Good boy,” Jason whispered, pulling out slowly. “Now rest. You need it.”

Dan collapsed onto the bed, his body spent, his mind reeling. He felt Jason’s hand on his shoulder, a brief moment of tenderness before Jason left the room.

When Dan woke again, the sunlight had shifted, casting the room in a softer glow. He felt a presence beside him and turned to see Jimmy sitting on the edge of the bed, his green eyes sparkling with a mix of amusement and satisfaction.

“Welcome to the club,” Jimmy said, his voice laced with sarcasm. “Congratulations on your conversion.”

Dan’s heart raced as he processed Jimmy’s words. “You… you knew?”

Jimmy smirked. “Of course. Jason and I don’t keep secrets from each other. Especially not about this.”

Dan felt a surge of arousal, his body responding despite his exhaustion. “Jimmy… I want you to… to cum in my poz hole.”

Jimmy’s smirk widened, his eyes darkening with desire. “Gladly.”

Jimmy moved swiftly, his hands guiding Dan back onto his knees. Dan felt Jimmy’s cock press against his hole, thick and insistent, and he gasped as it slid inside.

“You’re still hot,” Jimmy remarked, his voice thick with lust. “Feels good, doesn’t it?”

Dan moaned, his body arching slightly as Jimmy began to thrust, his cock filling him completely.

“Fuck, Jimmy,” Dan gasped, his voice hoarse. “Harder.”

Jimmy complied, his thrusts becoming more forceful, his cock driving into Dan’s hole with relentless intensity. Dan felt his body respond, his hole clenching around Jimmy’s cock, milking it for every drop.

“Gonna cum,” Jimmy groaned, his voice strained. “Gonna mark you as mine.”

Dan’s eyes widened as he felt Jimmy’s cock twitch inside him, hot streams of cum flooding his hole. He moaned, his body trembling with the force of it, the sensation overwhelming.

“Good boy,” Jimmy whispered, pulling out slowly. “You’ve earned it.”

Dan collapsed onto the bed, his body spent, his mind reeling. He felt Jimmy’s hand on his back, a brief moment of connection before Jimmy stood and left the room.

Lying there, Dan felt the weight of the moment settle over him. The lines between desire, risk, and consequence had blurred, leaving him with more questions than answers. He closed his eyes, the warmth of Jimmy’s cum still pooling inside him, and let the silence envelop him.

What had he become? And was it what he truly wanted?

The answers would have to wait. For now, he was content to drift, his body heavy, his mind adrift in a sea of uncertainty and desire.