The Nudist and the New Roommate
By nudemac ©

My name is Bob and I’m an avid nudist. I have a great, three day a week job, which pays well.  I go to the local gym regularly, I enjoy bicycling and going out with my friends. I broke up with my girlfriend, Sue, and since then I've been living alone in a large two bedroom apartment.

I was at the local supermarket shopping when the rent ads on the bulletin board caught my eye. Reading them, I didn’t find any that seemed promising, so I placed one of my own.

Looking for roommate

21y to 35y, non smoking, non alcohol

Not offended by nudist lifestyle.

Call for interview.

The very next day there was a message on my answering machine from someone named Michael who was interested in renting the spare bedroom. Since he was going out of town for a few days, he said he had asked his mother to call me and set up an appointment for an interview.

Two days later I received a call from a woman who left her number with the following message:

“Hi, my name is Mildred.  My son saw your ad and is interested in an interview. Please call me at ###-####.”

I called Mildred and found out Michael was a high school graduate enrolled at San Francisco State and was due to begin classes in 3 weeks. He was 19 and lived in the East Bay with his parents, but wanted to stay in the city during the school week and commute home weekends and holidays.

 Michael had gone to Reno with his father and had asked his mother to set up a meeting this Thursday for an interview. I told Mildred I was 32, a lot older than Michael, and I didn’t think having a teenager for a roommate, especially one just starting college, was such a good idea.

Somehow in our lengthy conversation, Mildred managed to persuade me to set up the interview. The subject of my being a nudist never came up.

As usual, I was home nude when the doorbell rang. Not being an exhibitionist, I keep an old pair of running shorts hanging on the door knob which I use when the door bell rang unexpectedly or I had non nudist company.

Michael was a good looking, well mannered kid. He told me about himself and his expectations. He didn’t do drugs or alcohol and he didn’t have a girlfriend. He said his friends called him Mike and he was looking forward to moving away from home and going to college.

“Look Bob, I’ll be honest with you” he said. “I really want to live here. It’s close to school and my parents will pay the rent, I won’t be bringing friends over or have parties, I’ll be too busy studying.”

“Do your parents know I’m a nudist?” I asked.

“They don’t know,” he answered.

“Are you planning on telling them?” I asked?

 “Not right now anyway. I don’t think they need to know,” he answered back.

I don’t know why, call me crazy, but I agreed to take him on as a roommate. I gave him a key to the apartment and he handed me a check for 3 months rent. Next thing I know, he was outside collecting stuff from his car to bring in.

The following Monday when I got home from work and noticed Mike had been there and fixing up his room. He left me a note asking me if I cared to join him and his mother for dinner next Sunday evening.

His mother was a beauty who certainly didn’t look like she was in her forties. She was stylishly and well dressed in a clinging blouse which accentuated her obviously braless breasts. Her skirt was a trifle short, but she had gorgeous legs, and it formed to her nice round ass. Even though our conversation was mostly about Michael, I noticed her watching me a few times and that her nipples got hard when she was caught peeking. I was told that her husband owned several car dealerships in the East Bay which kept him busy. She assured me she wasn’t one of those mothers who would be calling all the time or worse yet come over unexpectedly. She did give me her private number in case of emergency.

She dropped us off around 10 pm. Mike had to get up early the next day, so he went right to bed. I took a shower, then watched the late night news on TV before heading to bed.

The next morning I woke up with the queerest feeling. I was nude standing in front of the John peeing. I wasn’t in the habit of closing doors, so I noticed Mike walk by on his way to the kitchen. After I finished, I headed to the kitchen.

“You’re naked!” Mike exclaimed when he saw me.

“Yup, I am, so don’t go freaking out or acting silly” I said walking toward the coffee pot.

“Oh! No, I won’t,” he replied staring at me.

“Mike, haven’t you seen a naked guy before?” I asked pouring myself a cup of coffee.

“Uh! Ummm, yea I have.  I don’t want you to think I’m weird or anything like that, I just wasn't expecting you to be naked", he said rushing his words out. 

"It’s ok if you want to go around naked. Honest! It doesn’t bother me at all.” he said his eyes glued to me as I walked about the room making myself breakfast.
 
I’m not a bad looking guy. I’m 5’9” tall 140 lbs, with black hair and blue eyes. I have hairy legs and a hairy butt. My chest has some hair around the nipples and I have a treasure trail from my belly button to my thick black pubes. I have a fat, uncut cock and I shave my balls.

“Mike, can I ask you something?” I asked as I sat down at the table.

“Yea, sure, go ahead”, he answered.

“How many nudists do you know?” I asked.

“Err…none I guess”, he answered.

“I thought so! Well being a nudist isn’t the same thing as being an exhibitionist. I like going nude because I feel comfortable being nude. If I don’t feel comfortable, I won’t go nude”, I explained to him.

“Sorry Bob, I don’t want to make you feel uncomfortable”, he said.

“Don’t worry Mike. I know it’s new to you, so how about we make a deal?” I asked.

“Yea sure Bob, anything you say,” he said.

“If it doesn't bother you then it won't bother me”, I said winking at him

“Oh! And Mike, if you're up to it, I won’t say anything if you go nude too”, I added with a big smile.

“Oh, I don’t know if I can. I don’t think I have a nice body like you do”, he said.

“Mike, having a nice body or not has nothing to do with being a nudist”, I answered.

“Listen Mike; first try it in small increments. Start by sleeping nude. Next, try going to the bathroom nude. The rest will follow naturally”, I said.

A short time later Mike left for school. I was off that day, so after cleaning up I went for a bike ride. I returned home late in the afternoon, tired and sweaty from my ride.

Mike was home watching TV.

“Hi, how was your first day of college?” I asked pulling off my tank top.

“Wow, it was very exciting. I’m really going to like college,” he answered.

We chatted for a few minutes before I excused myself and headed for the shower.

After showering I dried myself off and headed to the kitchen and made myself a sandwich, then joined Mike in the livingroom.

It didn’t take Mike long to get used to my nudity. In fact, the next few weeks went by uneventfully. I had a few friends over, mostly bike riding buddies. The fact that I was nude and some of my friends were women didn’t seem to bother Mike.

It was after one of my long weekend ride with my buddies that things started to change.

I love everything there is about riding bikes except sore legs. No matter how much I warmed up or stretched before and after my rides, I suffered from sore, achy legs.

I was on the livingroom floor, doing leg isometrics, attempting to relieve some of the soreness in my legs,. I held my legs up and out flexing my foot and tightening and relaxing my leg muscles.

Mike walked in and asked me what I was doing.

“Oh, my legs get really sore, especially after long rides, so I do isometric exercises to help relieve the soreness,” I answered.

“I don’t know how to give a proper massage, but if you’d like me to, I can rub your leg muscles. That might help”, he said.

“If you don’t mind, that would be awesome”, I replied gratefully.

He knelt in front of me between my legs.

Mike rubbed and squeezed my calves and then my thighs. I wasn’t uncomfortable exposing myself like this to Mike. After hundreds of massages from my masseur, I was pretty used it. What did surprise me was how much Mike enjoyed it.

After finishing and washing his hands, he sat down on the sofa. He was watching TV and looking at me sprawled on the floor.  

After few minutes he asked, “Bob, would you mind if I asked you a personal question?”

I looked at him and said “No I don’t mind, but if it’s something that I think is none of your business, I’ll let you know.”

“Yea sure, I understand,” he replied then asked, “How come you shave your balls?”

I started laughing, pulling my cock aside and exposing my balls as he watched.

Looking up at him I said, “I shave my balls because I like the smooth feel and because I love having them sucked.”

“What? You mean girls suck on your balls?” he asked surprised.

“Yea, well mostly girls” I said.

“Wow! I thought just your cock got sucked. I had no idea you could get your balls sucked too.” He said.

Laughing even more I said, “I love getting my balls sucked and I go ape shit when I get my asshole licked.”

“No way, Dude that’s nasty” He exclaimed.

I laughed even harder as I sat up straight.

“I’ll bet you’re still a virgin.” I said.

Mike blushed deeply, turning a deep red color. I reached up and messed his hair and I thanked him for the great leg rub.

“If you don’t mind, I’d like to use your services again next time I have sore legs”, I said.

Smiling and nodding yes, he said “Sure thing Bob, anytime you want me to, just let me know.”

As usual, I was nude all the time. Mike didn’t go nude but he did start wearing less and less clothes, occasionally just his boxers.

I have never been bashful about being nude. But for some reason having Mike as a roommate brought out the exhibitionist is me. I liked showing myself off. There were times I know he saw my hairy butthole and he didn’t complain or seem upset. In fact, I think he enjoy it.

Things changed more the day he saw me jacking off.

I’d been out on a date and was expecting to get laid. As it turned out, instead of pussy all I got was a terrible case of blue balls.
I had been out all night and didn’t get home till early morning. I undressed and through myself on my bed. I was restless and unable to sleep. Eventually I lost track of time, I closed my eyes and started jacking off.

My cock was at full mast. One hand was working my cock the other pinching and pulling my nipples. I felt that familiar tingling sensation in my balls and knew I was getting close to cuming. Excited and moaning loudly, I arched my back raising my hips off the bed. I pumped my cock faster, shooting a large load of cum on myself. As I lay there gasping, my chest expanding and sucking air in, I slowly opened my eyes just in time to see Mike quietly backing out of my room.

I realized the little shit had been watching me jack off. Too tired and exhausted to get up and confront him, I fell asleep.

I woke up after Mike had left, all covered in dried cum. I showered and after eating a light breakfast, I went for a long walk. I thought about what he had seen last night and how best to deal with the situation.

I came home a few hours later. Mike was in the living room watching TV.

“You were up early this morning”, I said greeting him.

“My alarm woke me up same time as always”, he answered.

Were you spying on me this morning?” I asked

“No I wasn’t. I heard noise coming from your room. I thought something was wrong so I went to check”, he answered.

“When I got there and saw what you were do…I mean…I saw you….you know….I…I’ve never seen anyone doing that…I didn’t mean to stay and watch”, he said apologetically.  

“Are you pissed at me?” he asked.

After hearing what he said, I was more irritated with myself than angry at him.

“Listen Mike, I am a little irritated. I’m not in the habit of putting on shows, especially for guys. Not that I’m embarrassed by what I was doing. I mean, I jack off like everyone else”, I said.

“Bob, I’m really sorry. I wasn’t spying on you, honest.” He said almost crying.

“I’m not angry at you Mike, it’s not like you’re the first guy that’s seen me jack off. I’m just upset with myself, I should have been more discreet”, I explained.

He looked up at me and asked, “What do you mean?”

“I’m just irritated with myself for putting you in such an awkward position”, I explained.

“I should be apologizing to you Bob. I should have turned away and left you alone, I don’t want to embarrass you or make you feel uncomfortable”, he said.

“OH NO, No! Your watching me didn’t embarrass me. My ex, she loved getting fucked. We used to have three ways. You know, two guys and her, very hot. She liked watching me jack off while the other guy fucked her,” I explained. 

"I'm used to being watched, I like it. It's just it's not what you're used to, I don't want you to get the wrong idea or feel uncomfortable,"
Then thinking about what I had just said to him, I added, “Just don’t tell anyone, ok?”

“Yea, sure Bob, our secret", He said  looking up at me and said smiling.

Later that evening during dinner Mike said, “Bob, I don’t want you to think I’m weird or anything like that, especially after what happened this morning.”

“But, I want you to know I’ve been hanging out naked when you’re not home. I want to be naked all the time like you, but I can’t control my dick. It gets hard,” he said sounding frustrated.

“Yea, that happens, I know. It’s happened to me”, I said, "When it happens, I just ignore it and do my thing."

"You try doing that. I bet after a week or so you won’t get any more hardons”, I said.

“I don’t know….I’d feel weird walking around with a hardon and you seeing it”, he replied.

I just smiled and didn’t say anything more.

After dinner we cleaned up the kitchen and then Mike went to his room to study while I draped myself over my easy chair and watched TV.

I was sitting with one leg over the armrest the other hanging over the seat edge, unconsciously pulling on my balls, watching the evening news when Mike walked in nude and sat on the sofa. This was the first time I’d seen him nude. Mike is the same height as me but slimmer. I’d guess he weights about 125 lbs. He has blondish hair and green eyes, smooth tight chest with small dark nipples, a firm flat stomach, long firm legs, nice round tight ass, thick brownish pubes, a large, thick, cut cock and nice low hangers.

Like I said, I was watching TV unconsciously pulling and squeezing my balls. It wasn’t till I heard Mike clearing his throat that I realized what I was doing.

I suddenly realized how much Mike’s voyeurism had brought out the exhibitionist in me. I should have stopped what I was doing, but I liked having an audience.

I looked at Mike and said, “Damn Mike you must think I’m a real pervert. I mean jacking off this morning and now playing with my balls. I mean….”

Mike cut me off saying “Bob, it’s ok really, Chill out. I know you’re not doing it on purpose. And anyway it doesn’t bother me, Honest.”  

It’s like you said earlier, “Do your thing.”

That's when I noticed Mike's huge erection lying on his stomach pointing up towards his chest. We sat there watching TV pretending not to notice each other.

Mike went to bed first, his long boner leading the way to his room. I watched his smooth tight ass till it disappeared around the corner. I turned off the TV and was going to my room when I heard telltale groaning and slapping noises coming from his room as he masturbated.

I waited a few minutes, smiling as I listen to him. After he finished, I quietly went to my room and jacked off not caring how much noise or how loud I was. I fell asleep covered in cum.

The next day I did laundry and had lunch with my ex-girl friend. We made plans to go to the nude beach that Saturday.

I returned home around 6 pm. I was a bit surprised to find him in the living room watching TV. His routine was to go directly to his parents’ home on Friday evenings and return late on Sundays. He said his parents were on vacation and would be gone for two weeks. 
 
There wasn’t any reason he couldn’t stay. I went to my room undressed and sat at my computer answering email.

Mike asked if I wanted to go out to eat.  I said I wasn't in the mood.

“Ok”, he answered, “I'll fix us something to eat and call you when it's ready.”

We ate dinner in the nude and talked about school, my work and stuff. I mentioned I was going to the nude beach with one of my ex and he was welcome to join us. He smiled and said he didn’t think he was ready for the nude beach. Maybe another time, he had a lot of studying to do and was planning on spending most of the weekend at the school library.

Saturday morning after breakfast I put on my shorts, packed my cooler, grabbed a blanket and headed over to Sue’s. She was nude when she opened the door.

What a sight she was. Blond, blue eyed, perky tits, round butt, long legs and a shaved pussy. I hugged and kissed her feeling her hard nipples poking my bare chest. I bent down and sucked her hard nipple into my mouth.

Oh honey, suck my titties, suck them. Ummm, Fuck me baby, she moaned as I slid my hand towards her bald pussy.

I dropped my shorts and fell to my knees in front of her, inhaling the musky scent of her sex and for the very first time in my life I enjoyed the delights of eating her pussy as she stood over me. I was no virgin, of course, but the sensation of her fucking my face with her pussy was beyond any thing I had imagined.

She pushed me back on my legs, sliding her wet pussy down my chest towards my fat boner. Supporting myself with my arms and hands behind me, I felt more that saw her impale herself on my cock.

She fucked me squatting over me, using her hands on my shoulders holding her self steady. It didn’t take long for my jizz to shoot up her cunt and mingle with her pussy juices, making loud squishy noises as she fucked me.

Exhausted and spent, we both fell over on the floor. The whole torrid incident hadn't lasted more than a few minutes.

“Oh God, My legs feel like rubber,” I cried, laughing at the same time.

“And good morning to you too,” she said moaning and laughing.

I rolled over onto my side next to her pussy, so I could enjoy the oral delights of eating her cum filled pussy.

I could feel the heat from her puffy pussy. She moaned again, much louder and longer this time, knowing what I was about to do. My tongue snaked out parting her pussy lips, lapping up the mixture of cum and pussy juice.

"Ummm so sweet," I sighed. "Sweet, sweet nectar."

I made my tongue hard and pushed it deep inside her. She loved when I did that. She groaned and thrust her hips up to my mouth.

Then I turned my attention to her little hard clit, licking it harder and faster. She tried not to thrash but she couldn't help it. She was squirming and bucking frantically about as my mouth and lips continued working on her. My tongue was lapping about like a whirling dervish. Just when I knew she was reaching the edge, I put my finger against her anal opening and pushed it inside her quickly and firmly.

"Ahhhhhhh!!!" She cried out as she went over the edge. I could feel her anal muscles squeezing tightly around my finger.

"Oh... ahhhmmmmmm...", she moaned

When she was finally still and starting to breathe softly again, I helped her sit up.

"Is that what you wanted?" I asked, smiling, the whole area around my mouth glistening with out mixed cum.

The beach was wonderful. Today was just what I needed. Sun, surf, wind, naked bodies, wonderful sex and friends, Needles to say, I felt like I was in heaven.

I got home around 9 pm. I could hear the TV in the living room. After undressing I went to the living room. Mike was nude watching TV. We said hi. He asked me how my day went. I told him it was one of my best and that I’d fill him in after I showered and cleaned up.

I finished and was drying myself when I started to feel the sun burn. I looked in the mirror and saw myself glowing red. Walking to the livingroom I could feel some burning and discomfort.

“Wow you look like a lobster,” he said as I walked in.

“Can you believe this, I actually got sunburned,” I said turning around letting him see my burn.

“Didn’t you use sunscreen?” he asked.

“No, I didn’t take any. I didn’t think I needed it,” I replied.

“My mom used red wine on me, when I was a kid. It cools you off and helps relieve some of the discomfort. Want me to put some on you?” he asked.

 “Sure if you really think it will help,” I replied.

We found a bottle Chianti in the kitchen cupboard. We drank a glass first before he did my back, ass and the back of my legs. After a second glass he did my arms, neck, chest, and stomach down to my pubes. 

 “I think the wine is helping," I said laughing, "I don’t feel the burn as much."

He smiled and said “Good,” as he poured us another glass of wine.

He knelt in front of me and did the top of my feet and legs up to my knees. Because my inner thighs were burned, he had me slightly squat and stand with my legs apart when he did my thighs. He was so close I could feel his warm breath on my cock, causing it to engorge and thicken.

“You’re lucky you didn’t burn that too,” he said nodding toward my cock.

“Oh, I think I did burn it a little,” I said smiling down at him.

“I should put some wine on your cock and balls just to be sure?” he said.

“I don’t think it would hurt.” I replied, my cock engorging more and rising.

Mike reached up and wrapped his hand around my stiffening cock. With his free hand he reached up behind my ballsac coating it with wine holding my rapidly growing cock firmly with his other hand.

I closed my eyes and felt the cool wine being applied to the rest of my shaved ballsac. My cock was at full mast and I could feel him gently squeezing it.

I was burning up again from being so aroused by Mikes bare hand wrapped around my thick hardon. I gently thrust my hips forward sliding my cock in his hand. I looked down and saw pre-cum leaking from my piss hole. I knew then I wanted Mike to suck me off.

He ran his fingers up and down my thick hard my cock. I started moaning. Would he take the big step?  Would he take another guy's cock in his mouth? He leaned over, opened his mouth and flicked his tongue out over the tip of my swollen cock. He licked the droplets of pre-cum off the tip. It felt awesome. Watching him was so fucking sexy.

He closed his mouth over my cockhead and I watched my cock disappear as he began moving his mouth up and down over the fullness of my hard cock. Then he let his hands knead my ballsac. That really made me moan. I loved it. For lack of anything else to take a hold of, I grabbed his head and pulled him to me, shoving my cock deeper into his mouth making him suck me harder and more vigorously. That did it for me. My knees buckled under me as I squirted wave after wave down his throat. He had to swallow a few times just to keep up with me.

I pushed him down onto the floor, I could tell he was in a kind of daze, so I guided him over, getting him to lie on his side and I lay down next to him facing the opposite way.

"I don't want this to be over", he said shakily.

My cock was beginning to soften, but he took it back in his mouth. I responded to every move he made with his lips and tongue as he quickly worked it back to full attention.

I took my cue and reached over duplicating what he was doing to me... slowly, until he was about two-thirds of the way into my mouth. I felt his cock swell as I pulled him deep into me; my face nestled in his pubic hair. I licked and sucked his cock like a pro. His dick wasn't big enough to choke me, but it was a mouthful. I enjoyed every inch of his salty smoothness.

We both learned fast, we easily found a rhythm in this "69" position. It felt incredible having my cock in his hot eager mouth!

We were both breathing heavily. We had our arms around each other's back and as we sucked, we each probed the other's ass to add to the experience. Suddenly, he exploded in my mouth. I gagged a little but didn't stop. In fact, it seemed to excite me even more, because immediately after he started, I came again. We both hung on for dear life and rode it out, until we finally separated and lay there panting. We stayed like that for several minutes, while our breathing slowed down.

We had the rest of the night, and we put it to use, exploring each and every way we could enjoy each other. I had a jar of Lube in the bathroom, which made sex with our cocks between each other's legs a new pleasurable experience.  Eventually, we used it to go all the way, although both of us had to go slow with that. Mike felt so incredibly hot and tight! We wore each other out, after several hours of the best sex I've ever had, with anyone. That night was a true milestone in Mike's and my relationship. We both knew what we really wanted. Oddly enough, we both liked women too, though it would be several more months before Mike experienced his first pussy.

Mike quickly took to the nudist lifestyle. We fucked each other every chance we could. Eventually he told his mother he was bi and a nudist. It didn’t take her long to figure out we were lovers too.

She would call us every time she came into the city. Mike didn’t think his mother would feel comfortable with us being nude if she came to see us even though Mildred knew about our nudist lifestyle. The first time she did visit, Mike insisted we ware regular shorts. Over time our shorts became skimpier and more revealing. On several occasions I know she got more than an eye full. She never complained or said anything, in fact I had the feeling she liked it. Something I confirmed when I purposely started flashing myself to her.

She invited us to over to swim in her new pool. Making sure to let us know bathing suits were optional. I told him I thought his mom was a closet voyeur.

Eventually we did go naked in front of her, but that's another story.