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A lovely, peaceful, home. Where a certain person who's passionate about their studies resides. A diligent worker who's always listening to his boss and doing the tasks on time. Such a lovely guy! Though, his only secret would be...well...he's a porn addict. Seeing all those kink videos online have cracked SMG4's brain ever since he figured out what porn is. Soon, he spiraled down the rabbit hole.
More than often, he'd end up doing some stuff while he was having his "Me Time," like bondage, sex toys, many different (and secret) live streams, bouncing off people, and many that SMG4 couldn't count. He knew that this behavior was bad, but he kept on going into old habits like a New Year's believer. Eventually, one of his co-workers convinced him to go to a therapist, which led to a conclusion. He not only has a porn addiction but that addiction is probably a disorder. After finding out this news, the therapist advised him to get help or get medicated, but he refused. Why did he refuse? Well...
Uh...he'd rather not dwell on that. Anyways, SMG4 was currently working on a video for his boss. The lighting, editing, and pieces, were going into place. It almost seemed...perfect. He was nearly done with it until the doorbell rang. Confusion blooms on his face. Now who could that be?
He heads downstairs and straight to the door without thought of a dangerous stranger. However, when he opened the door, he didn't expect a man in a pink bear onesie. The man raised his "paws" out, showing a cute face to SMG4. A strange event thought SMG4. He would say that this guy is weird as hell for even showing up at his door looking like that, but he's guilty of being weird himself. He can't judge here. "Uhm...can I help you?" SMG4 says, rubbing his neck. The stranger grunts a little before entering the house on all fours. Now this, was strange as hell.
"Hey! You can't enter!" SMG4 shouted as he tackled the stranger to the ground. The stranger grunts out as his whole body is being tackled. SMG4 clenches the wrists of the stranger down to the floor, allowing him to see his face closer. A big detail he forgot to mention is that he's quite hairy as the stranger has a full-grown beard and a few hairs coming off of his cheeks. His eyes appear red which makes out a white heart within his eye pupils. Strange.
The stranger growls like a dog seemingly trying to scare SMG4, but it isn't effective when the stranger feels his wrists tighten. SMG4 growled back, nearing his face to the stranger. He then locks the stranger's legs onto the floor, making him helpless. Soon, the stranger snared in a tone as he attempted to escape. SMG4 weighed his legs and wrists down while his expression showed annoyance. The stranger mewed out as he looked at SMG4 with pity and desperation. SMG4 says "When I say you can't enter, you listen. Do I make myself clear?" The stranger nods his head.
"So what you'll do after I let go is to get up and leave, okay?" SMG4 says as he looks through the stranger's eyes. Surprisingly, the stranger shakes his head vigorously. SMG4 tilts his head in confusion. "What do you mean?" he says as he slightly nears his face towards the stranger. The stranger opens and closes his mouth, then finally says something."
"I...I...have...no-nowhere...to go," the stranger says with struggle. SMG4's face softens as he takes in what the stranger says. Nowhere...to go? He was confused. "What are you saying here? Nowhere to go? What do you mean?" SMG4 asks as he makes sure his tone is soft. It worked as the stranger's features weren't so hard and he replies "I...uhm, I got...evic...ted too-day. Need home." SMG4 can see the slight blush on the guy's cheeks as his pupils slowly become wide. Ah, that's what's wrong. "Well my condolences to you buddy, but if you're willing to stay you have to prove that you're not lying to me," SMG4 says as he lights the grip on the stranger. With that information, the stranger whines out like a dog while his eye pupils increase, along with a pouty face. SMG4's face starts to turn red as he imagines one of his sexual fantasies here. He didn't realize that he was so close to the guy that he could feel his body warmth.
"What's your name?" SMG4 asks as he lets go of the guy. The stranger gets up, sits down, and responds "S-SMG3." SMG4 nods his head. "Now I have some rules that you need to know. I had a roommate before so I think the rules also apply to you," SMG4 says as he stands up and scratches his head. SMG3 nods his head with his hood moving slightly. SMG4 starts "Okay, #1) You have to cook for yourself and clean in your days. I cook alone so I expect you to cook on your own unless you want to cook for the both of us then that's fine too. It can only be an occasional thing though. We can talk later about your cleaning days, so don't about that for now." SMG3 nods his head vigorously and his hood moves the same. SMG4 smiles in response. "#2) No messes. You have to clean up for yourself when you're doing something. I don't want to step in shit that I wouldn't want to ruin, so make sure you clean properly."
SMG3 nods his head in response. "#3) Don't disturb me if I have my sign up there. I have work and I prefer to not be disturbed. You aren't loud, are you?" SMG4 asks. SMG3 shakes his head, then grabs the hood to stop it from going down. SMG4 continues "Okay, so if you need anything, just knock. Other than that, don't disturb me while my sign is up. That's a few of the basics. I'll give you more specific rules on paper, got it?" SMG3 nods his head softly. SMG4 urges SMG3 to stay as he goes to his room to find the paper. As he grabs the paper, he thinks to himself. Wait, why is he doing this? Why is he allowing him in so easily? Why-...
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Ugh...what was he thinking about again? Ah, the paper. SMG4 runs outside and walks down the stairs. He spots SMG3 playing with his "paws" and clapping softly. Immature, but cute. SMG4 approaches SMG3, saying "I got the paper here, so read it. I'll be upstairs fixing your room." However, when SMG4 leaves, SMG3 gets up and stops SMG4. He raises a brow as he stares at SMG3. "What's wrong," SMG4 asks. With a blushing face, SMG3 responds "I-I...sleep here." He points towards the living room, which confuses SMG4. He asks why, but SMG3 doesn't respond as he blushes intensely. SMG4, despite his curiosity, allows SMG3 to stay in the living room. His face brightens as he goes to the couch and lays on the floor like a dog. SMG4 doesn't question it as he gives the paper and goes to his room. He makes sure the sign is placed on the front of the door as he closes the door. He sighs as he stares at his computer.
SMG4 continues to do his work, finishing the video for the advertisement. He sighs as he relaxes onto his chair, relieved that he's finally done for the day. He should reward himself. SMG4 quickly goes onto a porn site and searches for something online. He clicks the video and watches it, but he doesn't feel it. Sure, it could be because he isn't in the mood but that can't be. He always rewards himself with a video like this. What's going on?
Suddenly, his mind goes to SMG3's face. His imagination runs wild as he imagines that face in other stuff. Maybe sucking him off, or face-fucking him? God, just to see those eyes stare up at him made him hard. Wait, what is he thinking? He just met the guy and now he's thinking of fucking him. Jesus man, he shouldn't be doing this. Then, his imagination imagines SMG3 slowly undressing his onesie and forgetting his troubles immediately. He grabs his dick and rubs it inside his pants. With the video provided, his imagination runs wild. SMG4 covers his face with the hand not being used, knowing that he should be quiet. However, with the situation at hand, it made it all the more hot.
A knock is heard from the door, then the sound of his door opening. As SMG3 was going to speak, he saw SMG4's actions. SMG4 stares back as his hand is still on his dick with the video on. They both stare at each other as the video's low volume sounds much higher than intended. SMG3 blinks as he enters the room. "Dude, get out!" SMG4 says, but it's no use. SMG3 pounces on SMG4 and quickly lowers SMG4's pants to show his penis.
Despite him knowing that what SMG3 did was technically a violation and an invasion of privacy he didn't care when the other licked his base in kitty tongues. SMG3 licked through to the base then the tip, soon slightly sucking the tip like a bottle. SMG4 tipped his head as he let out small groans, admiring the sort of play SMG3 was doing. His actions make it look like he's playing a sort of role, especially the first time he met him (about a few minutes ago). He doesn't question it as SMG3 sucks from the tip through the base. SMG3's eyes turn pink as he looks up at SMG4 with hearts in his eyes. SMG4 looks down to SMG3, which almost made him cum. The other snickered through his mouth and then bobbed his head up and down slowly. SMG4 felt intense pleasure, shocking him in his seat. His groans go dangerously high while the other beneath him snickers, mouth full. "F-Fuck!" SMG4 moans out, feeling his lower groin intensify into a fire, shocking electricity currents through his veins and to his brain. Soon, it was too much, cumming inside of the other's mouth and thrusting deep inside his throat. It seemed like SMG3 didn't mind it, serving any to no protest with his throat getting filled with cum. SMG4 released his dick from the mouth and allowing himself to take a break.
SMG3, meanwhile, was licking his lips and wiping off the remaining saliva from his beard. After a few seconds of break time, SMG4 boomed "Why'd you come inside my room? I told you to just knock!" SMG3 pouted his face cutely, saying "I-I... I was gonna ask...where...th-the...food." SMG4 sighed out loud, showing disdain for the situation and the other's words. But, SMG3 smiled as he said "I found food already," while poking at SMG4's penis. In response, he chuckled at the other's words. "Were you just horny?" SMG4 asked, to which SMG3 nodded brightly in response. SMG4 let out a warm smile.
"Y'know, I think we're gonna get along, SMG3."