Free Straight Roommate by Mandy Harbin Page A

thinking clearly.
Mitchell knew it. Landon had never propositioned him in the two
years they’d been roommates or the three years they’d known each
other. Why? One glaring reason stood above all the others.
    “ Did you forget you’re as
straight as an arrow?” He shifted and propped his hand on his hip,
feigning a relaxed stance. “Or are you so heartbroken over Alex
that you’ve sworn off all women after being with her?”
    Landon’s eyes darkened briefly, but before
Mitchell could read him, he clutched his belt. Mitchell’s gaze shot
down and he watched helplessly as he slowly unfastened it. He
forced his eyes to shut as his dick throbbed in his jeans. Landon
was a fucking sex god. Mitchell knew it. He’d heard all about his
conquests, an unfortunate benefit to sharing a room with the guy.
But he was a breeder. Straight up.
    “ Nope. She was too needy.”
The zipper being released rent the air. Mitchell’s heart hammered
in his chest. Then Landon shoved his hand inside the opening and
rubbed himself, and what little blood Mitchell had left circulating
rushed to fill his cock to bursting. “But not in the right area.
Know what I’m saying, man?”
    Mitchell fought the urge to tackle him and
swallow his dick until he roared Mitchell’s name. If he didn’t know
Landon better, he’d think the guy was playing him. Why else would a
straight guy come on to him? “Fuck,” he breathed when he saw the
tip of Landon’s dick picking out of his boxer briefs.
    “ No. Not that.” He forced
his gaze back up to Landon’s. The guy took a few steps back and sat
on his bed. He pushed his underwear down until his dick was
completely free and wrapped his hand around it.
    Mitchell’s knees almost gave out.
    Landon poured some of the contents onto his
cockhead and groaned. Mitchell moved, his legs working of their own
volition. Landon stroked his dick, and Mitchell stopped, knowing if
he got close enough to touch Landon, he’d push the man back and
take over.
    “ No sex. Just a hand job.”
Landon said, groaning as he stroked his dick. “Shit, man, this
stuff feels good.” He squeezed his dick and looked at Mitchell.
“Come here.”
    His mouth dried. He shook his head just
barely, his logical side marginally winning the internal battle
with his groin.
    “ Now, Mitchell.” The
command was incredibly seductive…and so not helping Mitchell’s
resolve.
    “ If I come over there and
do anything, you’re gonna kick my ass when you sober
up.”
    Landon licked his lips and stroked his cock
again. “Don’t you wanna feel your lube on another test
subject?”
    Hell yes, he did, but he wasn’t stupid
enough to say that.
    “ I know you do, Mitchell.
Now come here.”
    “ Landon, I don’t
think—”
    “ Please,” Landon whispered,
the plea even sexier than the demand. Mitchell took the last
remaining steps to the bed. Landon grabbed his hand and pulled him
down beside him. This was fucking madness, but he was too caught up
to say that out loud.
    The blond guy stared at him while he slowly
replaced the hand circling his dick with Mitchell’s, who didn’t
dare look down.
    “ Haven’t you ever wanted to
touch a straight guy before?” Landon wrapped his hand around
Mitchell’s and forced him to stroke.
    “ Jesus, Landon.” Mitchell
looked down and pushed the hand off his. He was going to let go,
but when Landon thrust his cock into his hand, Mitchell gripped him
instead. It was reflex, an instinct, to seize the hard cock of a
hot, willing man. He wasn’t strong enough to deny what was so
ingrained in him. He took a deep breath. “Every gay guy fantasizes
about showing a straight man how good they are in bed.” He moved
his hand from the base of Landon’s dick to the head. “It’s only
fucking natural,” he spat.
    “ Holy shit, your hand’s
rough. That feels…that feels… ugh .” His head fell back on his
shoulders in a bid of surrender, his hips lifting to fuck
Mitchell’s hand.
    His resolve