Roommates

In the vibrant heart of Atlanta, a city known as the Black Gay capital, you'll find the unlikely yet utterly captivating pair of roommates, Omar and Rock Hardwood.

Omar, the quintessential goody-two-shoes, is a young college student deeply rooted in the "Rebirth" Baptist Church, led by the enigmatic Pastor Daddy Longlegs. His life is an epitome of innocence and devotion. In contrast, there's Rock Hardwood, his charismatic and daring roommate, who makes a living as a charismatic stripper.

As polar opposites in many ways, you'd expect them to clash, but the small confines of their apartment become the backdrop for a series of sizzling, unpredictable encounters. Omar, perpetually playing the role of the innocent, finds himself drawn into a whirlwind of steamy hijinks, with Rock always one step ahead.

With a front-row seat to their seductive exchanges, you'll have the opportunity to decide who's truly leading the way to the bedroom. The electrifying tension and chemistry between these two men will keep you on the edge of your seat, eager to uncover the secrets and desires that bind their complex relationship.

Discover the enthralling world of Omar and Rock as they navigate the irresistible pull of temptation in the midst of Atlanta's pulsating energy and charm.

An Excerpt:

"I speak the truth about me also."

"Yeah like when you walk into my room late at night just wearing a towel."

"I have the decency to put on something. I got up to get a drink of water. I heard your music playing and asked if you wanted a drink. I'm not like you darting through the house butt naked or standing on the patio in the wee hours of the morning butt naked smoking that stuff, or greeting your visitors at the door butt naked, or cooking butt naked. Some hot grease is going to pop you down there and make you wish you had worn an apron."

"You sure know all the times I'm naked. I think you got a cam in here."

"I have no such thing."

"I know when you naked too."

"I beg your pardon?"

"Like when you tip into my room late at night and stand there watching me breathe." 

"Nigga, please. You must be dreaming."

"I made you say "nigga." You got a little bit of street dog in you."

"I am a Christian and a proper young man."

"When you take your clothes off to clean my room and lay on my bed right in the middle of my funk--is that proper?"

"I do no such thing."