u/Square-Umpire-8584

I (M25 gay) have lived with my roommate (M25 straight) for a while now. Over time we got more comfortable with each other to the point we see each other naked almost everytime after shower. For him it is probably a casual nudity he’d experience with any of his bros. However I find it weirdly arousing and sexual. He has and amazing body but at the same time I enjoy being nude around him when he is dressed. Sometimes we talk, do laundry while one of us is nude.
Recently I have been often nude around him on purpose and later when he is gone I’d masturbate over that. Do you think it is weird? I don’t think he has noticed anything weird about it.

I have lived with my roommate for a little over a year now. Since day one we were both clear with our sexualities - I am gay, he is straight. I never pursued him and he was always respectful to me.
The one issue is that he is messy - he is always behind on his share of chores - cleaning, emptying the dishwasher, taking out the garbage… His usual excuse is that he works late and pays more on rent (his bedroom is much bigger than mine).
Last week I complained about this to my friend who told me that this is how straight men are and that he probably sees me as his girlfriend at this point. It did make sense - we got along well, except for the chores part.
This morning I woke up to a messy kitchen again. I was cleaning it when he came out of his room. He said good morning and asked my why I was so grumpy. I replied that the reason is that I have been cleaning his mess for the past 15 minutes before I got to have my coffee. He laughed it off which got me angry. We ended up in another arguement about his lack of responsibility and respect for me and the arrangement we have made when we moved it. I told him if he wants someone to clean after him, he can find himself a girlfriend.
He said I was basically his girlfriend at this point to which I replied “Then at least have the decency to fuck me”. For a minute we both stood speechless looking at each other. I was going to say something but before I did he said “Okay”.
I stared at him as he pulled his pyjama shorts off. He stood there, naked, with his sculpted arms, wide shoulders and soft uncut cock.
“Get him up first” he said.
I can’t remember how I suddenly got on my knees and started sucking him. His cock grew until I could barely fit him inside my mouth.
I paused for a while and looked at it. It was of a solid thickness, at least 20cm long. I needed him in me.
I tried to take him in my throat whole, I failed.
“Get up” he said. I listened and he pushed me towards the kitchen counter, bending me over it. He pulled my boxers down and kicked my legs apart. He spat in his hand and put some spit on his cock. I did the same with my hole.
He ended up fucking me against the kitchen counter. He didn’t last long, but while he did, it hurt. But hurt so well.
After finishing inside me he pulled out and reached for a napkin. I turned around and realized I painted him a little. I definitely wasn’t ready for this kind of pounding.
“I’ll be back at 8,” he said, “wait for me in your bed. Make sure your ass is clean. And smooth.”
He left me in the kitchen confused, not sure what next. He will be back in a couple of hours. What should I do? Did I fuck up?