When We Were Trapped During The Pandemic We Turned To Queer Sex

In the complex where I was living there was a fire. I evacuated and fortunately my apartment was spared but I had some smoke damage. A neighbor walked over to me and we talked about how to clean up. We helped each other and that's how we became friends.

Over the next few months we became better friends and when an undamaged unit opened up we got priority and got unit. I took the master and he took the other room. Rent split helped both of us. When the work from home experiment hit we set up business on the kitchen table.

Twenty four seven day after day, we became careless, worked in our underused, caught movies at night. He had this idea to stream from his computer, we started watching porn. All kind of porn. Once we started watching gay porn we were hooked on it. And if we saw it and masturbated, we started engaging in sex together. We spent the at home experience as queer sluts.

Once we returned to the office, and social interaction we quit watching porn and stopped engaging in sex. An opportunity opened up for me and I moved to Milwaukie. Still, looking back, that was great sex, pure and simple. To be true I haven't yet found a girl interesting.