Nano Chapter I

The housing market was sky-high in Madrid, to the point where it was impossible to pay rent for an apartment on your own. When I decided to tell my ex, Miriam, to fuck off, I didn't think I'd have to share an apartment to pay for the attic she had insisted on renting a year and a half ago. I was the only one left in the apartment, just to spite her. The bitch had been cheating on me with some young guy from her job. And I didn't want to let her live in her ideal apartment with her new boyfriend. She earned more than me, and she could afford to pay for it, but my pride was hurt. Being left for a 26-year-old kid. I couldn't get it out of my head how she had shouted at me before leaving, "He may be a kid, but he's got a huge cock, and I come every time he fucks me. With you, I came three times in four years." Bitch. I'm sure she said it just to hurt me, we didn't have that bad of sex. But the doubts kept creeping into my head. I saw myself looking in the mirror, grabbing the fat that had accumulated around my waist. I still had a body that ten years ago would have been the envy of anyone, but it no longer turned heads like it used to. And then I looked at my dick. It wasn't bad, 16 centimeters, more than average. And okay, it wasn't very thick, but no woman had ever complained about it before. I got it hard, it wasn't difficult since I hadn't had sex in two months, and I measured it again like I used to when I was a teenager. Damn, 15... It couldn't be, I was sure it was just that it wasn't fully hard, with everything on my mind, I couldn't even give myself a decent handjob.

Finding a roommate was being a pain. At 35, I didn't stop getting young guys coming to see the apartment, which really put me off, especially after being left for someone ten years younger. I had dismissed the women from the start, I didn't want to have to put up with some woman telling me what to do and being annoying because I walked around my own house in my underwear. I had already gone through that with my ex, and at least I had sex with her... occasionally. When I had someone with a profile that fit what I was looking for, the problem started with the price. 700 euros plus expenses, for almost everyone it was excessive for a room, but everything I lowered the rent, I would have to pay out of my own pocket, since paying 50% was non-negotiable. When I was already desperate, a guy responded to the ad who seemed good. He was 35 like me, seemed nice, looked at the apartment in detail but without making many demands. The apartment was great, his room didn't have an en-suite bathroom, and he had to go through the large living room to use the common bathroom, but it was a bathroom almost as big as mine. He seemed to like it. To convince him, I invited him to have a beer on the impressive terrace, the best part of the apartment. It was full of plants that were drying out, since my ex was the one who took care of them. That terrace was what had made us fall in love with the...