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My hung roommate keeps flashing his dick to me pt. 4​


I overslept Monday morning, which is rare for me. I guess all the excitement with Alex, his massive cock in my hands, that quick kiss on the tip yesterday, wore me out more than I thought. Alex had left early for work, so we didn’t cross paths in the morning like usual. I spent the whole day at the coffee shop distracted, fucking up orders left and right because I couldn’t stop thinking about him. By the time I got home, I was itching to see him, my dick already twitching at the thought of what might go down tonight.

He was already there when I walked in, sprawled on the couch in his t-shirt and shorts. We ate dinner together and settled on the couch.

We sat there for a bit before the convo shifted to the main event. He cleared his throat, looking nervous, and said, “You remember what you did yesterday?”

I leaned back, smirking, knowing exactly where this was going but wanting to drag it out. “Dude, I did a lot of shit yesterday. Be specific,” I teased.

He shifted in his seat, it was so funny this confident straight guy who shamelessly flashed his monster dick to me was getting shy “You know… that kiss. On the tip. I didn’t expect it to feel that good.”

I laughed, leaning closer. “Oh, that? Man, that was just a sneak peek of what I can do with my mouth.” I winked, watching his eyes widen, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallowed hard.

He groaned. “You’re gonna make me say it, aren’t you?”

“Say what?” I said, playing dumb. I was loving this, watching him squirm, tables were turned now, he had tortured me so much by flashing his cock to me but now it was my turn to play with him.

He let out a long exhale. “Can you… suck it?”

I burst out laughing, and thank fuck he laughed too, both of us cracking up at how ridiculous this was. “Dude, we gotta work on your game,” I said. “You can’t just come out with ‘suck it’ like that. Where’s the finesse? But, like, you’re really into the idea of a guy sucking you off, huh? Straight boy getting all hot for a gay cocksucker? I guess you’re so straight after all”

His face went red and I saw his bulge twitch in his shorts. “Shut up, man,” he said, but he was grinning. “It’s not… I mean, yeah, it’s hot. You’re making it hard to think straight.”

“Oh, I’m making it hard, alright,” I teased, glancing down at his crotch, where his cock was straining against the fabric. “Look at that thing, begging for me already.” He groaned again and I could tell he was getting more turned on by the second, especially with me calling him out like that. “Alright, show me what you want sucked, big guy.”

He didn’t waste time, fumbling with his shirt and shorts, stripping down to his briefs in seconds. I climbed onto his lap, straddling him, feeling the heat of his body against mine. His bulge was massive, jerking around like it was fighting to break free. I slid my hand down his chest, stopping just above his pubes. “Fuck, you’re already so hard,” I said, my fingers grazing the skin just above his waistband. “You really want this, don’t you? Getting so hard thinking about my mouth on you.”

“God, stop talking,” he said, but his hips shifted up, pressing his bulge against my hand. “You’re killing me.”

I laughed, leaning in so my lips were inches from his ear. “Oh, I’m just getting started.” I unbuttoned my shirt, letting it fall open, exposing my chest. He reached up, his hands shaking a little, and his fingers brushed my nipples. Then he leaned in, his tongue flicking out, licking across one nipple. “Oh, fuck, Alex,” I gasped, my dick throbbing in my briefs. “You’re getting real bold now, huh?”

He smirked against my skin, sucking lightly, making me moan. “Just keeping up,” he said. I reached down, dipping my hand into his briefs, wrapping my fingers around his cock. It was rock-hard, thick, and so fucking heavy. I pulled it out, and it sprang free, nine inches of pure manmeat, the head glistening. He let out a groan, his head falling back against the couch.

“Jesus, dude,” I said, staring, wobbling it side to side in my hand, feeling its weight. “This thing is a fucking masterpiece.” I spit into my hand, slicking it up, and started jerking him slow, watching his face twist with pleasure. “You love this, don’t you? Straight guy getting jerked by his gay roommate. Bet you never thought you’d be this into it.”

“Fuck, man,” he panted, his hips bucking slightly. “You’re making it sound so… hot.”

“Cause it is hot,” I said, grinning, speeding up my strokes just a bit, loving how he was losing it. “Admit it, you’re getting off on this. You want my mouth all over that big dick, don’t you?”

He groaned louder, his hands gripping my hips now. “Yeah… fuck, yeah, I do.”

I slid off his lap, dropping to my knees between his legs, my hands still on his thighs. I leaned in, spitting onto the tip, watching it drip down the shaft, slick and shiny. “Look at that,” I said. “All ready for me.” I leaned closer, letting my breath hit the head, watching it twitch. “You sure you’re ready for this, straight boy? Cause once I start, you’re gonna lose your mind.”

“Do it,” he said. “Please, man.”

I didn’t make him wait. I took him into my mouth, just the head at first, swirling my tongue around it, tasting the salt and heat. He moaned, loud and deep, his hands gripping the couch. I worked my way down, taking as much as I could, my lips stretching around his thickness. It was way too big to take all the way, but I made it wet, sloppy, sucking hard and bobbing my head. His gasps and moans were driving me wild, my own dick aching in my briefs.

I pulled back, spitting on it again, jerking him with both hands. “Fuck, you taste good,” I said, looking up at him. “You’re loving this, aren’t you? Getting sucked off by a guy. Bet you’re gonna dream about this.”

“Shit, yeah,” he panted, his hands in my hair now, guiding me back to his cock. “You’re… fuck, you’re too good at this.”

I grinned, diving back in, sucking harder, my hands working the base while my mouth took care of the rest. His hips started moving, thrusting up slightly, and I let him, loving how he was losing control. My dick was so hard it hurt, and I reached down, rubbing myself through my briefs, moaning around his cock.

He tugged at my shirt, pulling it off completely, his hands roaming my chest, pinching my nipples. “Fuck, your body, it’s so smooth” he said, “You’re so fucking hot.” I moaned louder, the praise hitting me hard, making me suck him even deeper.

I pulled off for a second, standing up, my dick straining against my briefs. I hooked my thumbs into the waistband, ready to pull them off, but he stopped me. “Wait!” he said, and I froze, worried he was backing out.

“What?” I asked.

He smiled. “Can I do it?”

“Oh… fuck, yeah,” I said. I thought he’d just yank them down, but he grabbed my hips, spinning me around so my ass was facing him. Holy shit, I thought, he’s getting bold as fuck. I was loving every second, though. I bent over, sticking my ass out, and he peeled my briefs down slowly, exposing me completely. “God, dude,” he said, his hands squeezing my ass, spreading it. “Your ass is fucking perfect.”

I grinned over my shoulder, wiggling my hips, teasing him. “Yeah? You like what you see, straight boy? Getting horny for my ass now?” His cock twitched, and I knew I was getting to him.

“Fuck yeah,” he said, his hands still gripping me. His fingers grazed so close to my hole but he stopped just short. I didn’t push, letting him set the pace, but I was dying for him to go further. “Slap it if you want,” I said, biting my lip and bracing for impact. He gave it a hard smack, the sting making me moan. “Harder,” I said, and he did it again, making me gasp, my dick leaking in response.

I turned back around, dropping to my knees again, my hands on his thighs. “Thanks, man,” I said before taking his cock back into my mouth, sucking harder this time, my tongue working the underside, making him writhe. I was loud, moaning, spitting, the wet sounds filling the room. I pulled off, jerking him with both hands, looking up at him. “You’re so fucking hard,” I said. “Bet you never thought you’d be begging a guy to suck your dick, huh?”

“Fuck, no,” he panted.

I dove back in, sucking deep, my hands working the base, my lips stretching around him. “You close?” I asked, pulling off for a second, my hand still stroking. “Gonna cum for me, Alex? Want you to cum all over me, man. Show me how much you love this.”

“Yeah, fuck, I’m close,” he said, his legs tensing.

“Come on, big guy,” I said, leaning into the dirty talk, knowing it drove him wild. “Cum for me. I want it all over my face, my chest. Paint me with it, Alex, I need it so fucking bad.” I sucked him hard, my hands flying, and he let out a loud “Fuuuuuck!” as he came, ropes of cum shooting out, some hitting my face, my chest, dripping down my thighs. I caught what I could in my mouth, swallowing, spitting the rest back onto his cock, stroking him through it until he was shaking.

We collapsed back, both of us panting, his cum still warm on my skin. “Fuck, dude,” I said, grinning, wiping my face. “You really went for it.”

He laughed, grabbing a towel to clean me up. “You’re… fucking insane,” he said but he was smiling.

He suggested we shower together, and I was all in and we headed to the bathroom, leaving our clothes scattered on the living room floor.

I turned on the water, letting it heat up, as Alex stood behind me, his cock still half-hard, swinging between his legs. I caught him staring at my ass in the mirror, and I smirked, wiggling my hips just to mess with him. “You checking me out again, straight boy?” I teased, turning to face him, my own dick hard and pointing right at him.

He laughed, his face flushing, but his eyes were dark, hungry. “Can’t help it, man. I’ve been naked with many men in the locker room but I’ve never felt this strange attraction for any other guys before you.”

I stepped into the shower, and held out my hand. “C’mon, big guy. Let’s get you cleaned up.”

He stepped in, our bodies brushing as he squeezed past me. The water cascaded over us, soaking his hair, running down his chest. I grabbed the soap, lathering it between my hands. “Turn around,” I said and he did, giving me his back. I started with his shoulders, my hands sliding over his muscles. I worked my way down, soaping his back, my fingers tracing the curve of his spine, lingering just above his ass.

He let out a soft groan, leaning into my hands. “Feels good,” he said and I could tell he was getting turned on again, his cock twitching when I glanced over his shoulder. I grinned, sliding my hands lower, soaping his ass, my fingers grazing his cheeks, not going too far, knowing he was nervous about me getting too close to his hole.

I kept soaping him, my hands moving to his hips, then around to his chest, lathering his pecs, my fingers brushing his nipples. He sucked in a breath, and I leaned in, my lips close to his ear. “You like this, don’t you? Getting all soaped up by a guy. Bet it’s driving you crazy.”

“Fuck, man,” he groaned. “You’re such a tease.”

“Damn right,” I said, my hands sliding lower, soaping his abs. I was taking my time, loving how his body responded, how his cock was fully hard now, bobbing under the water. I lathered more soap, my hands finally reaching his cock, wrapping around it, slick and heavy. I stroked slow, soaping every inch, my fingers tracing the veins, circling the head. He moaned, his hips bucking slightly into my hand.

I kept going, one hand stroking his cock, the other soaping his balls. His moans were getting louder, his hands gripping the shower walls for support.

That pushed me over the edge. My dick was throbbing, aching, and I hadn’t even touched it. Just feeling his cock in my hands, hearing him moan, knowing he was getting off on a guy touching him, it was too much. My body tensed, and I gasped, “Fuck, Alex, I’m gonna cum.” My cock pulsed, and I came hard, ropes of cum shooting out, hitting his thigh. I laughed, breathless, leaning against him. “Shit, man, I didn’t even touch myself. You get me so fucking horny, I just… lose it.”

His eyes widened, his cock twitching harder in my hand. “Holy fuck, that’s hot,” he said, staring at me like he couldn’t believe it. “You really just…?”

“Yeah,” I said, still panting, grinning. “I cum without even touching myself when I’m extra horny. You and that monster dick of yours has that same effect on me. Your turn to soap me up now.”

He grabbed the soap. He started with my shoulders, his fingers digging in. “Turn around,” he said, his voice low, and I did, giving him my back. His hands slid over my skin, soaping my back, his fingers tracing my spine, lingering just above my ass like I’d done to him. “Fuck, your body,” he said, his hands moving to my hips, then around to my chest, lathering my pecs, his fingers brushing my nipples, making me moan.

“Getting bold, huh?” I teased, leaning back into him, feeling his cock press against my ass.

His hands moved lower, soaping my abs, his fingers grazing the base of my dick. He hesitated, nervous, but I pushed my hips forward, encouraging him. “Go for it,” I said. “You know you want to.”

He took a deep breath, his hands sliding down, soaping my cock, his fingers wrapping around it, stroking slow and careful. I moaned, loud, my head falling back against his shoulder. “Fuck, Alex, that feels good,” I said. His hands were slick, moving over my dick, my balls, soaping every inch, but he was cautious, like he was still figuring out how far he could go. He got close to my hole, his fingers brushing the skin between my cheeks, but he pulled back.

We rinsed off, our bodies brushing under the water. We stepped out, toweling off, both of us still half-hard. I was already hard again thinking about tomorrow, about telling him he can touch me anywhere, maybe even pushing for more, how much I wanted him inside me. I went to bed, my dick throbbing, counting the hours till we’re back at it, knowing this is only getting hotter.

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LiamCox said:

My hung roommate keeps flashing his dick to me pt. 3​


After Monday night, talking about his dick, I couldn’t stop thinking about where this was going. What started as me just sneaking glances at Alex’s bulge had turned into something way bigger. I mean, yeah, his cock is huge, but it’s more than that now. I was not just curious anymore; I was thinking about what it’d be like to touch it, maybe more, depending on how things would play out. I knew he’s straight, so I was trying not to get my hopes up, but the way he was acting, showing off, liking that I look, it got me wondering if he was slightly bicurious. I was buzzing with anticipation, wondering what today would bring.

When my eyes popped open on Tuesday morning, I heard the shower running. Instant grin on my face. Didn’t even check my phone, just rolled out of bed, stripped off my pajamas, and grabbed a towel. I was naked before I even left my room. That conversation last night, him admitting he liked me looking, gave me a boost. I wasn’t as nervous anymore, more excited, maybe even a little cocky. I walked to the bathroom. The water shut off just as I got there, and I knocked hard. “Yo, Alex? Can I come in?” I called.

“Sure,” came his muffled reply from behind the door.

I swung the door open, and there he was, naked as fuck, drying his hair with a towel. His cock hung heavy between his legs, swinging a little as he moved. He looked up, saw me standing there buck naked, and this time he didn’t seem shocked. His eyes roamed over me, from my chest to my dick and back up, giving me goosebumps that prickled across my skin. Then he grinned and said, “Good morning.”

“Morning,” I said, my eyes dropping to his cock before I could stop myself. It was just dangling there, and I had to force myself to look back up at his face. “My turn now. Don’t be late,” I said with a smirk, sauntering past him to turn on the shower. He didn’t step back, just stood there, watching me as I leaned into the shower to twist the knob. I could feel his eyes on my ass, and it took everything not to turn around and check if he was hard again.

He laughed softly. “Yeah, yeah, I’m going,” he said, but he didn’t move right away. I glanced over my shoulder, and sure enough, he was still looking, his towel now draped over his shoulder, his dick starting to twitch like it was waking up. “See you tonight, man,” he said, finally heading out, his cock bouncing with each step.

I showered quickly, already half-hard just thinking about him standing there, staring at me. Work was a blur; I kept messing up orders at the coffee shop because my brain was stuck on Alex. That nine-inch monster, the way he didn’t care if I looked, the way he wanted me to look.

Alex was already there, lounging on the couch in his usual t-shirt and shorts, the AC still off because we’re both too cheap to run it. We chatted about dumb stuff at first but I couldn’t take it anymore. “Dude, it’s hot as balls in here,” I said, fanning myself with my hand. “You know you don’t gotta wear all that.”

He smirked. “Oh, we’re doing this again? You just want another show, huh?”

I laughed. “Maybe. You started it, though.”

He raised an eyebrow. “Alright, fair. But you gotta keep up, man. Can’t let me be the only one.”

My heart was pounding, but I played it off. “Deal.” I stood up, pulling off my shirt and shorts, leaving me in my boxer briefs. I hesitated for a second, then said fuck it and slid those off too, my dick springing free. I was already half-hard, no hiding it. Alex’s eyes locked onto me, and I saw his Adam’s apple bob as he swallowed.

“Alright, your turn,” I said.

He didn’t waste time. He stood up, yanked off his shirt and shorts, and paused, his thumbs in the waistband of his briefs. I could see the outline of his dick, hard again, straining against the fabric. “You sure you’re ready for this?” he teased.

“Dude, I’ve seen it before,” I said. “Go for it.”

He laughed, then slid his briefs down, his cock springing out, fully hard and pointing straight ahead. It was fucking unreal, nine inches, so veiny, the head flushed and glistening. I couldn’t help it; “Jesus, man.”

“What?” he said, sitting back down, his dick still standing tall.

I shook my head, trying to play it cool. “Just… damn, dude. That thing’s a fucking weapon.”

“Told you, man. You’re not so bad yourself,” he said, his eyes flicking down to my crotch. I was fully hard now, no point hiding it, and I saw him notice.

We sat there, naked, the TV on but neither of us paying attention. My eyes kept drifting to his cock, and I caught him checking me out too. He’s straight, I kept reminding myself, but he was making it real hard to believe he wasn’t into this at least a little.

Finally, I couldn’t hold it in. “So, uh, you really like me looking, huh?” I said.

He shifted, his cock twitching. “Yeah, I mean… it’s kinda hot, you know? Knowing you’re into it.”

“Into it? Dude, I’m gay, and you’re walking around with that. Hard not to be.”

He laughed. “Fair. Guess I like the ego boost.”

I grinned, leaning back, letting my legs spread a little. “Well, you’re boosting more than your ego right now.”

He snorted, glancing down at himself. “Yeah, can’t help it. You’re not exactly making it easy either, man.”

Was he flirting? Or just messing with me? I didn’t know, but my dick was throbbing, and I had to shift to keep from touching myself. I was dying to take it further, maybe joke about touching it, but I chickened out. Instead, I said, “You know, if we’re gonna keep doing this naked thing, we gotta set some ground rules or something. Don’t want it to get weird.”

He raised an eyebrow, smirking. “Weird? Dude, we’re already past that. But yeah, rules sound good. Like what?”

I shrugged, trying to think on my feet. “I dunno, like… no hiding, I guess? If we’re doing this, we’re doing it. No half-assing with towels or whatever.”

He laughed. “Deal. Full commitment. You cool with that?”

“Fuck yeah,” I said. “But, uh, you gotta warn me if you’re gonna spring that thing on me like that again. Nearly gave me a heart attack.”

He grinned. “No promises, man.”

Nothing much happened after that, we watched TV some more and went to our rooms.

I got home from work Wednesday evening and the convo again shifted to his cock. “Dude, you don’t gotta wait for me to say it anymore,” I said. “Just strip if you’re hot. You know I’m not gonna complain by now.”

“I know, I know,” he said, that cheeky smirk spreading across his face. “Just wanted to hear you say it.” He didn’t hesitate, pulling off his shirt and shorts in one smooth motion, tossing them to the side.

I also stripped down as he finished getting naked. “Dude, you gotta name that thing,” I said looking at his cock which was rock hard. “It’s practically got its own personality.”

“Yeah, maybe I should,” he said, sitting back down. But then he did something that shut me up real quick, he grabbed it by the base, pointed it straight up and gave it a little shake, like he was showing off. My jaw dropped, and I couldn’t even laugh this time. I just stared, my mouth dry, “Holy fuck, man.”

“What?” he said, still holding it, letting it wobble side to side.

I sat up straighter, scooting a little closer on the couch. “You sure it’s only nine inches? Looks bigger than that to me.”

He smirked, still gripping it. “Told you, just shy of nine. Been a while since I measured, but I’m pretty sure.” His eyes were locked on mine, but we both kept glancing down at his cock, like neither of us could look away. My heart was pounding so hard I could hear it, and I wanted nothing more than to reach out and touch it again. But I held back, trying to play it smart.

“Can I… uh, measure it? I mean, just to be sure. No big deal if you’re not cool with it, but I’m still not buying it’s under nine.”

“Yeah, go for it. I’d like that.”

“Sweet,” I said. “Be right back.” I jumped up, my dick bouncing as I walked to the kitchen to dig through the junk drawer for the tape measure. It took a second, but I found it and came back. Alex was still sitting there, his erection not going anywhere, and I knelt down in front of him on the floor. We looked at each other for a moment, then started laughing, the absurdity of it hitting us both at once.

“Alright, I’ll hold it, you measure,” I said.

“Oh, you’ll hold it, huh?” he teased.

“Yeah, if that’s cool,” I said. “I mean, I’d like to.”

“I’d like that too,” he said, handing me the tape measure. “Go for it.”

I reached out, my hand wrapping around the base of his cock. It twitched at my touch, and we both laughed again, which helped cut the tension. It was warm, heavy, so fucking thick in my hand, the veins standing out under my fingers. I just held it for a second, feeling the weight, my dick throbbing in response. “Fuck, man,” I said. “This thing’s unreal.”

“You’re telling me,” he said, laughing as he straightened the tape measure, lining it up along his length from base to tip. We both leaned in, squinting at the numbers. He was right, 8.9 inches, just under nine. “Told you,” he said.

“Alright, you win,” I said, still holding his cock, not ready to let go yet. “But we gotta check the girth too.” I wrapped the tape around the thickest part, my fingers brushing against him as I did.

He grinned, clearly loving it. I didn’t let go right away, my hand lingering, sliding slowly along the shaft, not stroking. I gave the head a little push, and let it flop back onto his stomach. We both cracked up.

By Friday, we’ve fallen into this routine now, slipping past each other naked in the bathroom every morning, stripping down when we get home from work, just chilling on the couch with nothing on, watching TV or talking shit. It wasn't even weird anymore.

Saturday night sucked, though. Alex was out with his buddies, probably at some bar, and I was stuck at home alone. I missed him, which was weird to admit, but I did.

Sunday afternoon rolled around, and I was fresh out of the shower, standing in the laundry room folding clothes, still naked, towel slung over my shoulder. I heard Alex’s car pull into the driveway,. I don’t know why, but I got this rush of excitement, like I couldn’t wait to see him. Maybe it was because I missed him, or maybe it was the thought of what might happen. Either way, I dropped the shirt I was folding and practically skipped to the front door, leaning against the frame, buck naked, waiting for him to walk in. I had to be careful about the neighbors, last thing I need is Mrs. Jenkins across the street getting a free show, so I stayed just inside, out of sight.

When Alex looked up from fumbling with his keys, his jaw dropped. Like, full-on cartoon style, eyes wide, mouth open. I couldn’t help but laugh at his face. He just stood there, frozen, staring at me, so I reached out, grabbed his shirt, and yanked him inside, saying, “Yo, get in here, man. I can’t be flashing the whole neighborhood.”

“Holy shit, dude,” he said, still half in shock as I shut the door behind him. “You been like this the whole time I was gone?”

I grinned, leaning back against the wall. “Yeah, pretty much. I’m kinda into it now. Way better if you join me, though.”

He dropped his bag, his eyes still glued to me, and started stripping right there in the entryway. Shirt, shorts, quick as hell, like he couldn’t wait either. When he got to his briefs, I saw that familiar bulge. My mouth went dry, and this crazy urge hit me, I wanted to touch it again, like when we measured it. I hadn’t felt it since then, and being without him all weekend had me craving it. Before I could overthink it, I blurted, “Wait!” just as his thumbs hooked into the waistband.

He froze, looking up at me, a little nervous. “What?” he said, like he thought he’d fucked up somehow.

I froze too. “Uh… um…” I stammered, my face burning. I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself, and just went for it. “Can I… take it out?”

a huge grin spread across his face, and he let the waistband snap back against his hips, moving his hands away. “Sure,” he said.

“Good,” I said, grinning back. “Sorry, I’ve just… been thinking about it a lot. I really wanna do this.” I stepped closer until we were face-to-face. Then I dropped to my knees right in front of him, as I reached for his briefs. I grabbed his cock through the fabric with one hand, feeling how hard he was, and with the other, I slowly pulled his briefs down. His dick sprang free, snapping out and pointing right at my face, nine inches of thick, veined perfection.

“Holy fuck,” I said, just staring at it.

“Oh, fuck,” he moaned.

Neither of us moved for a second, just frozen there, his cock inches from my face. I reached out, wrapping my hand around the base, feeling the weight, the warmth. It twitched in my grip, and I looked up at him. “Dude, you should be so fucking proud of this thing,” I said. “It’s unreal.”

He laughed, a little nervous but loosening up. “Thanks, man.” but I wasn’t done. I passed it between my hands, feeling every inch, tracing the big vein that ran from the base to the tip with my finger. He let out little gasps as I touched him, and it was driving me wild, my own dick throbbing between my legs. I squeezed it gently, marveling at how solid it felt, how heavy. I could’ve stayed there forever, but my knees started aching from kneeling on the hard floor. Before I stood up, though, I couldn’t resist, I leaned in and gave the head a quick peck, just a light kiss. The moan he let out was so loud it almost made me cum.

I stood up, and we were eye-to-eye again. “That was… sweet,” he said.

“Sweet?” I laughed, trying to play it cool even though my heart was still racing. “That’s one way to put it. Glad you’re home, man.”

I turned and walked back to the laundry room to finish folding clothes, feeling his eyes on my ass the whole way. He followed me a minute later, still naked, his cock still half-hard, and leaned against the doorway, watching me. “You really were just chilling like this all weekend?” he asked, his voice curious.

“Yeah,” I said. “Told you, I’m into it now. You’re a bad influence.”

He laughed, stepping closer. “Guess I am. You’re not so bad yourself, though.”

We spent the rest of the evening naked. But we both knew we’d crossed another line.

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Awesome sotry man---great writing and hot as fuck for sure
 
LiamCox said:

My hung roommate keeps flashing his dick to me pt. 4​


I overslept Monday morning, which is rare for me. I guess all the excitement with Alex, his massive cock in my hands, that quick kiss on the tip yesterday, wore me out more than I thought. Alex had left early for work, so we didn’t cross paths in the morning like usual. I spent the whole day at the coffee shop distracted, fucking up orders left and right because I couldn’t stop thinking about him. By the time I got home, I was itching to see him, my dick already twitching at the thought of what might go down tonight.

He was already there when I walked in, sprawled on the couch in his t-shirt and shorts. We ate dinner together and settled on the couch.

We sat there for a bit before the convo shifted to the main event. He cleared his throat, looking nervous, and said, “You remember what you did yesterday?”

I leaned back, smirking, knowing exactly where this was going but wanting to drag it out. “Dude, I did a lot of shit yesterday. Be specific,” I teased.

He shifted in his seat, it was so funny this confident straight guy who shamelessly flashed his monster dick to me was getting shy “You know… that kiss. On the tip. I didn’t expect it to feel that good.”

I laughed, leaning closer. “Oh, that? Man, that was just a sneak peek of what I can do with my mouth.” I winked, watching his eyes widen, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallowed hard.

He groaned. “You’re gonna make me say it, aren’t you?”

“Say what?” I said, playing dumb. I was loving this, watching him squirm, tables were turned now, he had tortured me so much by flashing his cock to me but now it was my turn to play with him.

He let out a long exhale. “Can you… suck it?”

I burst out laughing, and thank fuck he laughed too, both of us cracking up at how ridiculous this was. “Dude, we gotta work on your game,” I said. “You can’t just come out with ‘suck it’ like that. Where’s the finesse? But, like, you’re really into the idea of a guy sucking you off, huh? Straight boy getting all hot for a gay cocksucker? I guess you’re so straight after all”

His face went red and I saw his bulge twitch in his shorts. “Shut up, man,” he said, but he was grinning. “It’s not… I mean, yeah, it’s hot. You’re making it hard to think straight.”

“Oh, I’m making it hard, alright,” I teased, glancing down at his crotch, where his cock was straining against the fabric. “Look at that thing, begging for me already.” He groaned again and I could tell he was getting more turned on by the second, especially with me calling him out like that. “Alright, show me what you want sucked, big guy.”

He didn’t waste time, fumbling with his shirt and shorts, stripping down to his briefs in seconds. I climbed onto his lap, straddling him, feeling the heat of his body against mine. His bulge was massive, jerking around like it was fighting to break free. I slid my hand down his chest, stopping just above his pubes. “Fuck, you’re already so hard,” I said, my fingers grazing the skin just above his waistband. “You really want this, don’t you? Getting so hard thinking about my mouth on you.”

“God, stop talking,” he said, but his hips shifted up, pressing his bulge against my hand. “You’re killing me.”

I laughed, leaning in so my lips were inches from his ear. “Oh, I’m just getting started.” I unbuttoned my shirt, letting it fall open, exposing my chest. He reached up, his hands shaking a little, and his fingers brushed my nipples. Then he leaned in, his tongue flicking out, licking across one nipple. “Oh, fuck, Alex,” I gasped, my dick throbbing in my briefs. “You’re getting real bold now, huh?”

He smirked against my skin, sucking lightly, making me moan. “Just keeping up,” he said. I reached down, dipping my hand into his briefs, wrapping my fingers around his cock. It was rock-hard, thick, and so fucking heavy. I pulled it out, and it sprang free, nine inches of pure manmeat, the head glistening. He let out a groan, his head falling back against the couch.

“Jesus, dude,” I said, staring, wobbling it side to side in my hand, feeling its weight. “This thing is a fucking masterpiece.” I spit into my hand, slicking it up, and started jerking him slow, watching his face twist with pleasure. “You love this, don’t you? Straight guy getting jerked by his gay roommate. Bet you never thought you’d be this into it.”

“Fuck, man,” he panted, his hips bucking slightly. “You’re making it sound so… hot.”

“Cause it is hot,” I said, grinning, speeding up my strokes just a bit, loving how he was losing it. “Admit it, you’re getting off on this. You want my mouth all over that big dick, don’t you?”

He groaned louder, his hands gripping my hips now. “Yeah… fuck, yeah, I do.”

I slid off his lap, dropping to my knees between his legs, my hands still on his thighs. I leaned in, spitting onto the tip, watching it drip down the shaft, slick and shiny. “Look at that,” I said. “All ready for me.” I leaned closer, letting my breath hit the head, watching it twitch. “You sure you’re ready for this, straight boy? Cause once I start, you’re gonna lose your mind.”

“Do it,” he said. “Please, man.”

I didn’t make him wait. I took him into my mouth, just the head at first, swirling my tongue around it, tasting the salt and heat. He moaned, loud and deep, his hands gripping the couch. I worked my way down, taking as much as I could, my lips stretching around his thickness. It was way too big to take all the way, but I made it wet, sloppy, sucking hard and bobbing my head. His gasps and moans were driving me wild, my own dick aching in my briefs.

I pulled back, spitting on it again, jerking him with both hands. “Fuck, you taste good,” I said, looking up at him. “You’re loving this, aren’t you? Getting sucked off by a guy. Bet you’re gonna dream about this.”

“Shit, yeah,” he panted, his hands in my hair now, guiding me back to his cock. “You’re… fuck, you’re too good at this.”

I grinned, diving back in, sucking harder, my hands working the base while my mouth took care of the rest. His hips started moving, thrusting up slightly, and I let him, loving how he was losing control. My dick was so hard it hurt, and I reached down, rubbing myself through my briefs, moaning around his cock.

He tugged at my shirt, pulling it off completely, his hands roaming my chest, pinching my nipples. “Fuck, your body, it’s so smooth” he said, “You’re so fucking hot.” I moaned louder, the praise hitting me hard, making me suck him even deeper.

I pulled off for a second, standing up, my dick straining against my briefs. I hooked my thumbs into the waistband, ready to pull them off, but he stopped me. “Wait!” he said, and I froze, worried he was backing out.

“What?” I asked.

He smiled. “Can I do it?”

“Oh… fuck, yeah,” I said. I thought he’d just yank them down, but he grabbed my hips, spinning me around so my ass was facing him. Holy shit, I thought, he’s getting bold as fuck. I was loving every second, though. I bent over, sticking my ass out, and he peeled my briefs down slowly, exposing me completely. “God, dude,” he said, his hands squeezing my ass, spreading it. “Your ass is fucking perfect.”

I grinned over my shoulder, wiggling my hips, teasing him. “Yeah? You like what you see, straight boy? Getting horny for my ass now?” His cock twitched, and I knew I was getting to him.

“Fuck yeah,” he said, his hands still gripping me. His fingers grazed so close to my hole but he stopped just short. I didn’t push, letting him set the pace, but I was dying for him to go further. “Slap it if you want,” I said, biting my lip and bracing for impact. He gave it a hard smack, the sting making me moan. “Harder,” I said, and he did it again, making me gasp, my dick leaking in response.

I turned back around, dropping to my knees again, my hands on his thighs. “Thanks, man,” I said before taking his cock back into my mouth, sucking harder this time, my tongue working the underside, making him writhe. I was loud, moaning, spitting, the wet sounds filling the room. I pulled off, jerking him with both hands, looking up at him. “You’re so fucking hard,” I said. “Bet you never thought you’d be begging a guy to suck your dick, huh?”

“Fuck, no,” he panted.

I dove back in, sucking deep, my hands working the base, my lips stretching around him. “You close?” I asked, pulling off for a second, my hand still stroking. “Gonna cum for me, Alex? Want you to cum all over me, man. Show me how much you love this.”

“Yeah, fuck, I’m close,” he said, his legs tensing.

“Come on, big guy,” I said, leaning into the dirty talk, knowing it drove him wild. “Cum for me. I want it all over my face, my chest. Paint me with it, Alex, I need it so fucking bad.” I sucked him hard, my hands flying, and he let out a loud “Fuuuuuck!” as he came, ropes of cum shooting out, some hitting my face, my chest, dripping down my thighs. I caught what I could in my mouth, swallowing, spitting the rest back onto his cock, stroking him through it until he was shaking.

We collapsed back, both of us panting, his cum still warm on my skin. “Fuck, dude,” I said, grinning, wiping my face. “You really went for it.”

He laughed, grabbing a towel to clean me up. “You’re… fucking insane,” he said but he was smiling.

He suggested we shower together, and I was all in and we headed to the bathroom, leaving our clothes scattered on the living room floor.

I turned on the water, letting it heat up, as Alex stood behind me, his cock still half-hard, swinging between his legs. I caught him staring at my ass in the mirror, and I smirked, wiggling my hips just to mess with him. “You checking me out again, straight boy?” I teased, turning to face him, my own dick hard and pointing right at him.

He laughed, his face flushing, but his eyes were dark, hungry. “Can’t help it, man. I’ve been naked with many men in the locker room but I’ve never felt this strange attraction for any other guys before you.”

I stepped into the shower, and held out my hand. “C’mon, big guy. Let’s get you cleaned up.”

He stepped in, our bodies brushing as he squeezed past me. The water cascaded over us, soaking his hair, running down his chest. I grabbed the soap, lathering it between my hands. “Turn around,” I said and he did, giving me his back. I started with his shoulders, my hands sliding over his muscles. I worked my way down, soaping his back, my fingers tracing the curve of his spine, lingering just above his ass.

He let out a soft groan, leaning into my hands. “Feels good,” he said and I could tell he was getting turned on again, his cock twitching when I glanced over his shoulder. I grinned, sliding my hands lower, soaping his ass, my fingers grazing his cheeks, not going too far, knowing he was nervous about me getting too close to his hole.

I kept soaping him, my hands moving to his hips, then around to his chest, lathering his pecs, my fingers brushing his nipples. He sucked in a breath, and I leaned in, my lips close to his ear. “You like this, don’t you? Getting all soaped up by a guy. Bet it’s driving you crazy.”

“Fuck, man,” he groaned. “You’re such a tease.”

“Damn right,” I said, my hands sliding lower, soaping his abs. I was taking my time, loving how his body responded, how his cock was fully hard now, bobbing under the water. I lathered more soap, my hands finally reaching his cock, wrapping around it, slick and heavy. I stroked slow, soaping every inch, my fingers tracing the veins, circling the head. He moaned, his hips bucking slightly into my hand.

I kept going, one hand stroking his cock, the other soaping his balls. His moans were getting louder, his hands gripping the shower walls for support.

That pushed me over the edge. My dick was throbbing, aching, and I hadn’t even touched it. Just feeling his cock in my hands, hearing him moan, knowing he was getting off on a guy touching him, it was too much. My body tensed, and I gasped, “Fuck, Alex, I’m gonna cum.” My cock pulsed, and I came hard, ropes of cum shooting out, hitting his thigh. I laughed, breathless, leaning against him. “Shit, man, I didn’t even touch myself. You get me so fucking horny, I just… lose it.”

His eyes widened, his cock twitching harder in my hand. “Holy fuck, that’s hot,” he said, staring at me like he couldn’t believe it. “You really just…?”

“Yeah,” I said, still panting, grinning. “I cum without even touching myself when I’m extra horny. You and that monster dick of yours has that same effect on me. Your turn to soap me up now.”

He grabbed the soap. He started with my shoulders, his fingers digging in. “Turn around,” he said, his voice low, and I did, giving him my back. His hands slid over my skin, soaping my back, his fingers tracing my spine, lingering just above my ass like I’d done to him. “Fuck, your body,” he said, his hands moving to my hips, then around to my chest, lathering my pecs, his fingers brushing my nipples, making me moan.

“Getting bold, huh?” I teased, leaning back into him, feeling his cock press against my ass.

His hands moved lower, soaping my abs, his fingers grazing the base of my dick. He hesitated, nervous, but I pushed my hips forward, encouraging him. “Go for it,” I said. “You know you want to.”

He took a deep breath, his hands sliding down, soaping my cock, his fingers wrapping around it, stroking slow and careful. I moaned, loud, my head falling back against his shoulder. “Fuck, Alex, that feels good,” I said. His hands were slick, moving over my dick, my balls, soaping every inch, but he was cautious, like he was still figuring out how far he could go. He got close to my hole, his fingers brushing the skin between my cheeks, but he pulled back.

We rinsed off, our bodies brushing under the water. We stepped out, toweling off, both of us still half-hard. I was already hard again thinking about tomorrow, about telling him he can touch me anywhere, maybe even pushing for more, how much I wanted him inside me. I went to bed, my dick throbbing, counting the hours till we’re back at it, knowing this is only getting hotter.

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My hung roommate keeps flashing his dick to me pt. 4​


I overslept Monday morning, which is rare for me. I guess all the excitement with Alex, his massive cock in my hands, that quick kiss on the tip yesterday, wore me out more than I thought. Alex had left early for work, so we didn’t cross paths in the morning like usual. I spent the whole day at the coffee shop distracted, fucking up orders left and right because I couldn’t stop thinking about him. By the time I got home, I was itching to see him, my dick already twitching at the thought of what might go down tonight.

He was already there when I walked in, sprawled on the couch in his t-shirt and shorts. We ate dinner together and settled on the couch.

We sat there for a bit before the convo shifted to the main event. He cleared his throat, looking nervous, and said, “You remember what you did yesterday?”

I leaned back, smirking, knowing exactly where this was going but wanting to drag it out. “Dude, I did a lot of shit yesterday. Be specific,” I teased.

He shifted in his seat, it was so funny this confident straight guy who shamelessly flashed his monster dick to me was getting shy “You know… that kiss. On the tip. I didn’t expect it to feel that good.”

I laughed, leaning closer. “Oh, that? Man, that was just a sneak peek of what I can do with my mouth.” I winked, watching his eyes widen, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallowed hard.

He groaned. “You’re gonna make me say it, aren’t you?”

“Say what?” I said, playing dumb. I was loving this, watching him squirm, tables were turned now, he had tortured me so much by flashing his cock to me but now it was my turn to play with him.

He let out a long exhale. “Can you… suck it?”

I burst out laughing, and thank fuck he laughed too, both of us cracking up at how ridiculous this was. “Dude, we gotta work on your game,” I said. “You can’t just come out with ‘suck it’ like that. Where’s the finesse? But, like, you’re really into the idea of a guy sucking you off, huh? Straight boy getting all hot for a gay cocksucker? I guess you’re so straight after all”

His face went red and I saw his bulge twitch in his shorts. “Shut up, man,” he said, but he was grinning. “It’s not… I mean, yeah, it’s hot. You’re making it hard to think straight.”

“Oh, I’m making it hard, alright,” I teased, glancing down at his crotch, where his cock was straining against the fabric. “Look at that thing, begging for me already.” He groaned again and I could tell he was getting more turned on by the second, especially with me calling him out like that. “Alright, show me what you want sucked, big guy.”

He didn’t waste time, fumbling with his shirt and shorts, stripping down to his briefs in seconds. I climbed onto his lap, straddling him, feeling the heat of his body against mine. His bulge was massive, jerking around like it was fighting to break free. I slid my hand down his chest, stopping just above his pubes. “Fuck, you’re already so hard,” I said, my fingers grazing the skin just above his waistband. “You really want this, don’t you? Getting so hard thinking about my mouth on you.”

“God, stop talking,” he said, but his hips shifted up, pressing his bulge against my hand. “You’re killing me.”

I laughed, leaning in so my lips were inches from his ear. “Oh, I’m just getting started.” I unbuttoned my shirt, letting it fall open, exposing my chest. He reached up, his hands shaking a little, and his fingers brushed my nipples. Then he leaned in, his tongue flicking out, licking across one nipple. “Oh, fuck, Alex,” I gasped, my dick throbbing in my briefs. “You’re getting real bold now, huh?”

He smirked against my skin, sucking lightly, making me moan. “Just keeping up,” he said. I reached down, dipping my hand into his briefs, wrapping my fingers around his cock. It was rock-hard, thick, and so fucking heavy. I pulled it out, and it sprang free, nine inches of pure manmeat, the head glistening. He let out a groan, his head falling back against the couch.

“Jesus, dude,” I said, staring, wobbling it side to side in my hand, feeling its weight. “This thing is a fucking masterpiece.” I spit into my hand, slicking it up, and started jerking him slow, watching his face twist with pleasure. “You love this, don’t you? Straight guy getting jerked by his gay roommate. Bet you never thought you’d be this into it.”

“Fuck, man,” he panted, his hips bucking slightly. “You’re making it sound so… hot.”

“Cause it is hot,” I said, grinning, speeding up my strokes just a bit, loving how he was losing it. “Admit it, you’re getting off on this. You want my mouth all over that big dick, don’t you?”

He groaned louder, his hands gripping my hips now. “Yeah… fuck, yeah, I do.”

I slid off his lap, dropping to my knees between his legs, my hands still on his thighs. I leaned in, spitting onto the tip, watching it drip down the shaft, slick and shiny. “Look at that,” I said. “All ready for me.” I leaned closer, letting my breath hit the head, watching it twitch. “You sure you’re ready for this, straight boy? Cause once I start, you’re gonna lose your mind.”

“Do it,” he said. “Please, man.”

I didn’t make him wait. I took him into my mouth, just the head at first, swirling my tongue around it, tasting the salt and heat. He moaned, loud and deep, his hands gripping the couch. I worked my way down, taking as much as I could, my lips stretching around his thickness. It was way too big to take all the way, but I made it wet, sloppy, sucking hard and bobbing my head. His gasps and moans were driving me wild, my own dick aching in my briefs.

I pulled back, spitting on it again, jerking him with both hands. “Fuck, you taste good,” I said, looking up at him. “You’re loving this, aren’t you? Getting sucked off by a guy. Bet you’re gonna dream about this.”

“Shit, yeah,” he panted, his hands in my hair now, guiding me back to his cock. “You’re… fuck, you’re too good at this.”

I grinned, diving back in, sucking harder, my hands working the base while my mouth took care of the rest. His hips started moving, thrusting up slightly, and I let him, loving how he was losing control. My dick was so hard it hurt, and I reached down, rubbing myself through my briefs, moaning around his cock.

He tugged at my shirt, pulling it off completely, his hands roaming my chest, pinching my nipples. “Fuck, your body, it’s so smooth” he said, “You’re so fucking hot.” I moaned louder, the praise hitting me hard, making me suck him even deeper.

I pulled off for a second, standing up, my dick straining against my briefs. I hooked my thumbs into the waistband, ready to pull them off, but he stopped me. “Wait!” he said, and I froze, worried he was backing out.

“What?” I asked.

He smiled. “Can I do it?”

“Oh… fuck, yeah,” I said. I thought he’d just yank them down, but he grabbed my hips, spinning me around so my ass was facing him. Holy shit, I thought, he’s getting bold as fuck. I was loving every second, though. I bent over, sticking my ass out, and he peeled my briefs down slowly, exposing me completely. “God, dude,” he said, his hands squeezing my ass, spreading it. “Your ass is fucking perfect.”

I grinned over my shoulder, wiggling my hips, teasing him. “Yeah? You like what you see, straight boy? Getting horny for my ass now?” His cock twitched, and I knew I was getting to him.

“Fuck yeah,” he said, his hands still gripping me. His fingers grazed so close to my hole but he stopped just short. I didn’t push, letting him set the pace, but I was dying for him to go further. “Slap it if you want,” I said, biting my lip and bracing for impact. He gave it a hard smack, the sting making me moan. “Harder,” I said, and he did it again, making me gasp, my dick leaking in response.

I turned back around, dropping to my knees again, my hands on his thighs. “Thanks, man,” I said before taking his cock back into my mouth, sucking harder this time, my tongue working the underside, making him writhe. I was loud, moaning, spitting, the wet sounds filling the room. I pulled off, jerking him with both hands, looking up at him. “You’re so fucking hard,” I said. “Bet you never thought you’d be begging a guy to suck your dick, huh?”

“Fuck, no,” he panted.

I dove back in, sucking deep, my hands working the base, my lips stretching around him. “You close?” I asked, pulling off for a second, my hand still stroking. “Gonna cum for me, Alex? Want you to cum all over me, man. Show me how much you love this.”

“Yeah, fuck, I’m close,” he said, his legs tensing.

“Come on, big guy,” I said, leaning into the dirty talk, knowing it drove him wild. “Cum for me. I want it all over my face, my chest. Paint me with it, Alex, I need it so fucking bad.” I sucked him hard, my hands flying, and he let out a loud “Fuuuuuck!” as he came, ropes of cum shooting out, some hitting my face, my chest, dripping down my thighs. I caught what I could in my mouth, swallowing, spitting the rest back onto his cock, stroking him through it until he was shaking.

We collapsed back, both of us panting, his cum still warm on my skin. “Fuck, dude,” I said, grinning, wiping my face. “You really went for it.”

He laughed, grabbing a towel to clean me up. “You’re… fucking insane,” he said but he was smiling.

He suggested we shower together, and I was all in and we headed to the bathroom, leaving our clothes scattered on the living room floor.

I turned on the water, letting it heat up, as Alex stood behind me, his cock still half-hard, swinging between his legs. I caught him staring at my ass in the mirror, and I smirked, wiggling my hips just to mess with him. “You checking me out again, straight boy?” I teased, turning to face him, my own dick hard and pointing right at him.

He laughed, his face flushing, but his eyes were dark, hungry. “Can’t help it, man. I’ve been naked with many men in the locker room but I’ve never felt this strange attraction for any other guys before you.”

I stepped into the shower, and held out my hand. “C’mon, big guy. Let’s get you cleaned up.”

He stepped in, our bodies brushing as he squeezed past me. The water cascaded over us, soaking his hair, running down his chest. I grabbed the soap, lathering it between my hands. “Turn around,” I said and he did, giving me his back. I started with his shoulders, my hands sliding over his muscles. I worked my way down, soaping his back, my fingers tracing the curve of his spine, lingering just above his ass.

He let out a soft groan, leaning into my hands. “Feels good,” he said and I could tell he was getting turned on again, his cock twitching when I glanced over his shoulder. I grinned, sliding my hands lower, soaping his ass, my fingers grazing his cheeks, not going too far, knowing he was nervous about me getting too close to his hole.

I kept soaping him, my hands moving to his hips, then around to his chest, lathering his pecs, my fingers brushing his nipples. He sucked in a breath, and I leaned in, my lips close to his ear. “You like this, don’t you? Getting all soaped up by a guy. Bet it’s driving you crazy.”

“Fuck, man,” he groaned. “You’re such a tease.”

“Damn right,” I said, my hands sliding lower, soaping his abs. I was taking my time, loving how his body responded, how his cock was fully hard now, bobbing under the water. I lathered more soap, my hands finally reaching his cock, wrapping around it, slick and heavy. I stroked slow, soaping every inch, my fingers tracing the veins, circling the head. He moaned, his hips bucking slightly into my hand.

I kept going, one hand stroking his cock, the other soaping his balls. His moans were getting louder, his hands gripping the shower walls for support.

That pushed me over the edge. My dick was throbbing, aching, and I hadn’t even touched it. Just feeling his cock in my hands, hearing him moan, knowing he was getting off on a guy touching him, it was too much. My body tensed, and I gasped, “Fuck, Alex, I’m gonna cum.” My cock pulsed, and I came hard, ropes of cum shooting out, hitting his thigh. I laughed, breathless, leaning against him. “Shit, man, I didn’t even touch myself. You get me so fucking horny, I just… lose it.”

His eyes widened, his cock twitching harder in my hand. “Holy fuck, that’s hot,” he said, staring at me like he couldn’t believe it. “You really just…?”

“Yeah,” I said, still panting, grinning. “I cum without even touching myself when I’m extra horny. You and that monster dick of yours has that same effect on me. Your turn to soap me up now.”

He grabbed the soap. He started with my shoulders, his fingers digging in. “Turn around,” he said, his voice low, and I did, giving him my back. His hands slid over my skin, soaping my back, his fingers tracing my spine, lingering just above my ass like I’d done to him. “Fuck, your body,” he said, his hands moving to my hips, then around to my chest, lathering my pecs, his fingers brushing my nipples, making me moan.

“Getting bold, huh?” I teased, leaning back into him, feeling his cock press against my ass.

His hands moved lower, soaping my abs, his fingers grazing the base of my dick. He hesitated, nervous, but I pushed my hips forward, encouraging him. “Go for it,” I said. “You know you want to.”

He took a deep breath, his hands sliding down, soaping my cock, his fingers wrapping around it, stroking slow and careful. I moaned, loud, my head falling back against his shoulder. “Fuck, Alex, that feels good,” I said. His hands were slick, moving over my dick, my balls, soaping every inch, but he was cautious, like he was still figuring out how far he could go. He got close to my hole, his fingers brushing the skin between my cheeks, but he pulled back.

We rinsed off, our bodies brushing under the water. We stepped out, toweling off, both of us still half-hard. I was already hard again thinking about tomorrow, about telling him he can touch me anywhere, maybe even pushing for more, how much I wanted him inside me. I went to bed, my dick throbbing, counting the hours till we’re back at it, knowing this is only getting hotter.

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My hung roommate keeps flashing his dick to me pt. 5​


I woke up Tuesday morning. Last night’s shower with Alex was the first thing that came to my mind.

When I heard the shower running, I knew he was in there and I couldn’t stay away. I slid out of bed, my cock already twitching as I padded to the bathroom.

I pushed the door wide, stepping inside. Alex was under the spray, water cascading down his broad shoulders, running over the ridges of his abs, his cock hanging heavy between his legs, already half-hard like he was thinking about me too. “Morning, big guy,” I said as he turned.

“Morning, man,” he said, his eyes raking over my naked body. “Back for more already?”

“Fuck yeah,” I said, stepping into the shower. I didn’t waste a second, I dropped to my knees right in front of him, and leaned in, pressing a kiss to the tip of his cock. It twitched, hardening fast, the head swelling under my lips. I laughed, looking up at him, water dripping down my face. “Good morning to you too, mister,” I said, talking straight to his dick, giving it another soft, teasing kiss before taking the head into my mouth, swirling my tongue around it.

He moaned, his hands gripping the shower walls. “Fuck, dude,” he gasped, his cock growing thicker, stretching my lips as I sucked deeper, bobbing my head slow, letting my tongue drag along the underside, tracing the big vein that ran from base to tip. I pulled off for a second, my hand stroking his shaft. “Wow, you get way too hard for a straight boy getting sucked by a guy,” I tease. “You’re fucking loving this, aren’t you? Bet you’re rethinking that whole ‘straight’ thing.”

He groaned, his head tilting back under the spray, but he was smiling. “Maybe I’m not as straight as you keep saying,” he said. “But I don’t think I’d get this hard for any other guy. Just you, man. You’re… fuck, you’re driving me crazy.”

I laughed, taking him back into my mouth, sucking harder, my lips stretching wide around his thickness, my tongue working every inch I could reach. His moans got louder, his hips bucking, pushing his cock deeper, and I let him, loving how he was losing control. I pulled off again, stroking him slow, my hand sliding over his slick shaft, feeling it pulse. “Goddamn, Alex, this cock is a fucking work of art,” I said, staring at it, wobbling it in my hand, feeling its weight, the way it throbbed under my fingers. “I keep wondering how it’s gonna feel stretching my hole. Bet it’s gonna split me open, make me scream if you fucked me.”

His cock throbbed hard when I said that, practically jumping in my hand, and I grinned, catching his eye. “Oh, you love that idea, don’t you? You’re thinking about fucking my tight ass?” I teased. “Bet you’re imagining it right now, sliding this monster inside me, feeling me clench around you.”

He got cocky. “If I fucked you, you wouldn’t walk straight for a week,” he said, it made my dick ache. “You think you can handle this?” He grabbed his cock, giving it a shake, making it slap against my cheek.

I laughed, standing up, our cocks brushing against each other, both rock-hard. I stepped closer, our chests almost touching. “Oh, is that so?” I said. “You think you can handle my tight ass? I’m wondering if you’d even last a minute once you push this beast inside me. Bet you’d cum as soon as you feel how tight I am, straight boy. Either way, it’s a win-win for me.”

He smirked, his cock pressing harder against mine. “Oh, I can last, no matter how tight you are, The real question is, once I fuck you, can you live without this cock? Bet you’d be begging me to fuck you every damn day.”

I burst out laughing, stepping even closer, our cocks trapped between us, sliding against each other. “Oh, listen to you, straight boy talking about fucking a guy’s ass,” I said. “You’re getting real comfortable with this, huh? Bet you’re already dreaming about sliding this big dick inside me.”

He didn’t back down. “I’m not ashamed to admit it,” he said. “I wouldn’t mind fucking you. Shit, I’m looking forward to it.”

I grinned, my hand reaching down, squeezing his cock hard, making him groan, his hips bucking into my grip. “Oh, I’m looking forward to it too, big guy,” I said. “Can’t wait to feel this thing splitting me open.” We stood there for a second, our cocks pressed together. I wanted to push him right then, to beg him to fuck me against the shower wall, but I glanced at the clock on the bathroom counter and cursed under my breath. “Shit, we’re running late.”

He groaned, clearly as frustrated as I was. “Fuck, you’re right,” he said but his cock was still hard against mine. I leaned in, giving his cock one last stroke. “Don’t worry,” I said. “I’m gonna suck this cock dry later, till you’re begging me to stop, till you’re shooting ropes down my throat.”

He grinned, his hand grazing my ass as we stepped out of the shower, the water still dripping from our bodies. “I’d fucking love that,” he said. “Bet you’ll be the one begging, though, once I get my hands on you again.”

We rushed through drying off, our cocks still half-hard. We threw on clothes, me in my usual jeans and t-shirt, him in his work cargo pants and a tight tee. As we headed out for work, I couldn’t stop thinking about our conversation, his bold talk about fucking me, the way he admitted he wasn’t as straight as he thought. It was hot as fuck, but part of me wondered if he was just matching my teasing or if he was really ready to take that step. I figured it might be a few days, maybe weeks, before he was actually ready to fuck me, no matter how cocky he sounded. But I was patient. I’d keep pushing, keep teasing, keep driving him wild until he couldn’t hold back anymore.

My head was stuck on Alex the whole day. By the time I got home, I was ready to pick up where we left off. I took a shower and when I returned, Alex was already there, sprawled on the couch in just his briefs, his legs spread wide, that massive bulge on display like he was waiting for me. I kicked off my shoes, grinning as I stripped down to my boxer briefs, my cock already stirring at the sight of him. “Miss me?” I said, plopping down next to him, close enough that our thighs pressed together.

Fuck yeah,” he said. “Been thinking about this morning all day. That mouth of yours… fuck, man.”

“Oh yeah?” I said, leaning closer, my hand resting on his thigh, inching toward his bulge. “Thinking about my lips on your cock? Or maybe about what you said, fucking my tight ass?” I teased, watching his cock jump, straining against the fabric. “You’re so fucking into this, Alex. Straight boy getting all hot for a guy’s ass.”

He groaned, his hand brushing my arm. “Both,” he admitted. “You’re making it real hard to focus on anything else, man. Keep talking like that, and I’m gonna lose it.”

I laughed, my hand sliding higher, grazing his bulge. “Good. Cause I’m not letting you off easy, straight boy,” I said. “You’re way too into this for me to stop now. Bet you’re already imagining how it’s gonna feel, sliding that big dick inside me, stretching me out, making me scream your name.”

His cock throbbed under my hand, and he grabbed my wrist, pulling me closer. “Fuck, dude,” he said. “You keep talking like that, I might not wait long. I’m already thinking about bending you over, fucking you so hard you can’t think straight.”

I grinned, my dick aching in my briefs, loving how bold he was getting. “Oh, you’re gonna have to wait till I say so,” I said. “I want you begging to fuck me, Alex. Want you so desperate you’re dreaming about my tight hole every night.” I slid my hand into his briefs, wrapping around his cock, stroking slow, feeling it pulse in my grip. “Bet this thing’s gonna feel so fucking good inside me. You think you can handle it, big guy?”

He moaned. “Fuck, I can handle it,” he said.

I laughed, stroking him harder, my thumb circling the head, slick with precum. “Oh, we’ll see about that,” I said. “I’m gonna make you work for it, straight boy.”

He grabbed my shoulders, pulling me closer, our faces inches apart, his breath hot against my lips. “Careful, man,” he said, his voice low, dangerous. “Keep that up, and I’ll be the one making you beg.”

I slid off the couch, kneeling between his legs, my hands moving to the waistband of his shorts. “Oh, you have no idea,” I said, hooking my fingers under the fabric, tugging it and revealing inch after inch of his bare skin. His cock sprang free. “Fuck, Alex,” I said.

His cock twitched as I wrapped my hand around it, feeling it harden fully in my grip, the veins pulsing under my fingers. I leaned in, my lips brushing the head, kissing it softly, tasting the salty precum. I darted my tongue out, swirled it around the tip. I took him into my mouth, just the head at first, sucking lightly, my tongue teasing the slit. He moaned, louder, pushing more of his cock past my lips.

“Fuck, man,” he moaned “Your mouth… shit, it’s so good.”

I hummed around him, taking him deeper, my lips stretching around his thickness, my tongue working the underside, tracing every vein, every ridge. He was big, I couldn't possibly take him fully in my mouth, at least not yet. I bobbed my head, slow at first, then faster, my hand stroking the base where my mouth couldn’t reach, spit dripping down his shaft. His moans got louder, his hips thrusting up, fucking my mouth as I sucked harder, my free hand cupped his tasty balls.

“Goddamn,” he groaned, his head tilting back. “You’re too fucking good at this. Gonna make me cum.”

I pulled off for a second, stroking him faster, my hand slick with spit. “That’s the plan, big guy,” I teased. “Want you to cum in my mouth. I’m gonna swallow every drop.” I dove back in.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he chanted as i sucked him like a lollipop. “You’re gonna make me cum, man. Shit, I’m so close.”

I moaned around him, my tongue swirling, while my hand stroked the rest of his shaft. I could feel his cock throbbing, pulsing, the head swelling in my mouth, and I knew he was right there. “Do it,” I mumbled around him, pulling back just enough to speak.

He groaned, and then he came, hard, his cock pulsing as he shot thick ropes of cum into my mouth, coating my tongue. I kept sucking, swallowing every spurt, not letting a single drop escape. He moaned sweetly, his hips jerking, his hand holding my head in place as he emptied himself, his cum filling my mouth until he was spent, his cock softened slightly as I sucked gently, milking every last bit.

I pulled off, licking my lips. “Fuck, man,” he gasped. “You swallowed it all. That was… fucking insane.”

I laughed, climbing back onto the couch, my own cock rock-hard, leaking in my briefs. “Told you I’d take every drop,” I said. “You taste good, big guy. Bet you’re gonna want my mouth again soon.”

He just smiled speechlessly at me.

I got up and grabbed two beers from the fridge, tossing him one as I plopped down next to him. “To us,” I said, clinking my bottle against his before I took a swig.

He grinned, taking a long pull from his beer. There was a few minutes of silence as we just sipped beer before he spoke, “I was thinking about you all day, man. And after this blowjob… shit, this post-nut clarity’s got me thinking even clearer. I want to fuck you. For real.”

My dick throbbing in my briefs as I processed his words. His cock was already hardening again as he took another sip of his beer, his eyes locked on mine, intense, hungry. “Oh, fuck, Alex,” I said. “You’re serious? You wanna slide that big dick inside me?”

He nodded. “Hell yeah,” he said. “I want to fuck you raw, man. Feel every inch of you. I can’t stop thinking about it.”

I laughed, setting my beer down, my dick aching as I stood up, hooking my thumbs into my boxer briefs. “Well, damn, big guy,” I said, slowly sliding them down, letting them drop to the floor. I turned, shaking my ass at him, bending slightly to give him a full view, wiggling my hips. “You want this? Come and get it, then.” I ran my hands over my ass, spreading my cheeks slightly, teasing him, watching his eyes widen, his cock pulsing again.

“Fuck, you’re hot,” he groaned, setting his beer down, standing up, his eyes were glued to my ass. I sauntered over, grabbing his hand, pulling him toward my bedroom. “Let’s see if you can back up all that talk, not-so-straight boy,” I said.

Inside, I pushed him against the wall, dropping to my knees again. “Gotta get you nice and hard again,” I said before taking him into my mouth, sucking deep, my tongue swirling around the head, tasting him. He moaned as I bobbed. I pulled off, stroking him, looking up at him. “Fuck, this cock’s gonna feel so good inside me,” I said. “You sure you’re ready to fuck a guy, Alex? Ready to feel my tight ass clench around you?”

He groaned, his cock throbbing in my hand. “Fuck yeah, I’m ready,” he said.

My dick jumped at his words. “Let’s fucking do it,” I said, climbing onto the bed, pulling him with me. He followed and then he kissed me, his tongue sliding into my mouth, our cocks rubbing together. I moaned into his mouth, our bodies tangling, legs intertwining, hands roaming, grabbing at each other’s asses and cocks. We almost fell off the bed, laughing and moaning as we ground against each other.

“Fuck, this is so thrilling,” he said, his heart pounding so hard I could feel it against mine. “My heart’s fucking racing, man. I can’t control myself. What the hell have you done to me?”

I laughed, grabbing his face, kissing him again, my cock grinding against his. “I just brought out the real you, big guy,” I said. “Thought you were straight, but deep down, you’ve been dying to fuck your gay roommate, haven’t you?.”

He groaned, his hands squeezing my ass. “Fuck, yeah,” he admitted. “You’ve got me so fucked up, man. I want to fuck you so bad.”

I grinned, reaching for the lube on my nightstand, handing it to him. “Then get me ready, Alex. Fuck me with those fingers first. I want you to feel how tight I am.” I lay back, spreading my legs, giving him full access.

He squirted lube onto his fingers, his hands shaking slightly as he reached down, circling my hole, teasing the rim, he slid one finger inside and made me moan, my body arching off the bed. He worked it in and out, his eyes locked on my hole, watching how it stretched around his finger. “Wow it’s fucking tight,” he said, adding a second finger.

“Fuck, Alex,” I moaned, my hands gripping the sheets, my cock leaking precum onto my stomach. “You wanna wreck me with that cock, don’t you. Hurry up and fuck me already.”

His fingers moving faster, curling inside me, brushing my prostate, making my whole body shudder. “Not yet,” he said. “I read about this shit on my lunch break today. Gay sex, prostate stuff, all of it. I know what I’m doing, man. I’m gonna make you beg for my cock.”

I laughed, half-moaning as he rubbed my prostate again. “Oh, you think you’re a fucking expert now?” I said. “You’re gonna have to do better than that to make me beg, big guy. I want that cock now.”

He smirked, adding a third finger, stretching me wide, hitting my prostate with every thrust. “You’ll beg,” he said, his cock rock-hard, leaking precum onto the bed. “I’m gonna make you so desperate you’re screaming for it.”

“Fuck, Alex, you’re killing me,” I said. “Just fuck me already, man. I need that cock inside me.”

He laughed, pulling his fingers out. “Look who’s begging now.”

I groaned, wrapping my legs around his waist, pulling him closer. “You’re such a fucking tease,” I said.

He grabbed the lube again, squirting a generous amount into his hand, slicking up his cock, stroking it, making it glisten. His dick was massive, the head swollen and leaking. He lined it up with my hole, taking a deep breath, his hands gripping my thighs, spreading me wider. “You ready for this?” he asked.

“Fuck yeah,” I said. “Go slow, though. That thing’s fucking huge.”

He nodded, and he pushed forward, the head of his cock pressing against my hole, stretching me open. I gasped, the burn was intense but so fucking good, my ass quivered as he eased in, inch by inch, his cock sliding deeper, filling me in a way I’d never felt before. “Fuck, Alex,” I moaned, my hands grabbing his shoulders for support. “You’re so fucking big.”

He groaned, his hips shaking as he pushed deeper, but he was slow and careful, the lube made it slick but not enough to dull the intensity. “You’re so fucking tight,” he said. “Fuck, man, you feel incredible.”

I moaned, my legs trembling, my thighs shaking as he lodged himself deeper, his cock filling me completely, the stretch was almost too much but so fucking perfect. “Oh, god, Alex,” I moaned. “You’re so deep. Fuck, I feel so full.”

He leaned down, kissing me hard, his tongue plunging into my mouth as he started to thrust slowly, half of his cock sliding in and out, stretching me with every move. I moaned into his mouth, my hands roaming his back, grabbing his ass, pulling him deeper. “Fuck, you’re so good,” I said. “Love feeling you inside me, filling me up.”

He groaned, his thrusts were slow but deep, his cock was hitting my prostate with every stroke, making my whole body shudder, my legs trembling so hard I could barely keep them up. “You’re so fucking tight,” he said “I can’t believe how good this feels.”

My hole clenched around him, the lube made every thrust easier but his size was still stretching my hole like it had never been stretched before. My thighs shook, my legs trembling as I wrapped them around his waist. “Fuck, Alex, you’re wrecking me,” I said.

He kissed me again as he thrust in and out, making me feel every inch. “You’re so fucking hot,” he groaned. “I could fuck you like this forever.”

We kept going, our bodies moving together, the bed creaking under us, the room filled with the sounds of our moans, the wet slap of his cock thrusting into me, the squelch of lube. My cock was leaking constantly, the stretch of his cock was making me dizzy with pleasure. “Fuck, Alex, you’re so deep,” I moaned, my hands grabbing his ass, squeezing, urging him on. “Keep fucking me, man. Don’t stop.”

He groaned, his thrusts slowing slightly. “Need more lube,” he said, pulling out slowly. He grabbed the bottle, squirting more onto his cock, slicking it up, the sight of his massive dick glistening making my hole clench with want. He lined up again, pushing back in, slower this time, the extra lube making it easier but no less intense, his cock filled me completely again.

“Fuck, yes,” I moaned, my thighs shaking as he thrust deep, hitting my prostate again, making my cock jump, more precum leaked out.
 
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We fucked like that for minutes, our bodies moving together, my hole clenching around his cock, my cock leaking so much I thought I might cum without touching it again.

He groaned, his thrusts slowing as he pulled back slightly. “Fuck, man, I’m getting tired,” he said, laughing softly. “This is intense.”

I laughed, my hole clenching around his cock as he stayed inside me. “Oh, see, I can handle this monster cock in my ass,” I said. “But you’re right, big guy. I’m not gonna be able to walk straight tomorrow. My legs are already fucked from this.”

He grinned. “You’re so fucking tight,” he said. “It’s actually good you sucked me off earlier, man. Otherwise, I’d have cum in like two thrusts. Your ass is… fuck, it’s too good.”

I laughed, my cock throbbing between us. “Oh, you’re admitting my ass is too much for you, huh?” I teased, wiggling my hips, making his cock shift inside me, drawing a groan from him. “Not-so-straight boy can’t handle how tight I am. Bet you’re already dying to cum inside me.”

“Fuck, you’re gonna make me lose it,” he said.

We lay there for a moment, catching our breath, his cock still buried deep, my hole clenching around him. I reached up, running my hands over his chest, teasing his nipples, making him shiver. “You’re not done yet, big guy,” I said. “I want more of this cock. You promised to wreck me, so you better deliver.”

He laughed, kissing me again, his hands roamed all over my body. “Oh, I’m gonna wreck you,” he said. “Just give me a minute, man. You’re too fucking good.”

I laughed breathlessly. “Then do it, big guy. But let’s switch it up, I want you to take me from behind. Doggy style, so you can really feel how deep you can go, how tight I am around that monster cock of yours.”

He pulled out slowly. “Fuck, yes,” he said, helping me flip over onto my hands and knees, my ass up in the air. I arched my back, pushing my ass toward him, wiggling it teasingly. “Look at that,” he said, his hands grabbing my cheeks, spreading them wide, his thumb circling my hole, making me shiver. “So fucking hot, man. Your hole is perfect, tight, pink, begging for my cock and look how gaped it is because of my cock.”

I moaned, pushing back against his hands, my cock dangling between my legs, leaking a steady stream of precum onto the sheets. “Then give it to me, Alex,” I said “Stretch me open again.”

He didn’t make me wait long. He lined up his cock, the head pressing against my hole, now with more lube, and pushed in inch by inch, the stretch even more intense in this position, his thickness splitting me open, making me gasp and grip the sheets. “Oh, fuck,” I moaned as he bottomed out, his balls pressing against mine, his cock buried so deep I could feel it in my gut. “You’re so fucking big, Alex. Feels like you’re splitting me in half.”

He laughed lightly as he started thrusting, slow at first, letting me adjust. “You’re so tight like this,” he said, one hand sliding around to wrap around my cock, stroking me in time with his thrusts. “Fuck, man, I can feel you clenching around me. You love this, don’t you? Getting fucked from behind like a good little slut.”

I laughed through my moans, pushing back against him, meeting his thrusts. “Hell yeah, I do,” I gasped, my cock throbbing in his hand, leaking more precum over his fingers. “You’re hitting me so deep, Alex. Fuck, your hand on my cock… keep stroking me like that. You’re making me leak so much, big guy. Bet you love feeling how hard you make me.”

He sped up a bit, his hips slapping against my ass, his hand jerking me faster, slick with my precum, the dual sensation driving me wild. “You’re so fucking wet for me,” he teased, making me yelp and clench around him. “Leaking like crazy. You’re gonna cum just from my cock in your ass, aren’t you?”

We fucked like that for a few minutes, his hand stroking my cock, my hole clenching around him with every slap of his balls against me. The feeling was incredible the fullness, the burn, the way he filled me completely, making me feel so slutty. But my arms were starting to ache from holding myself up, so I pulled forward slightly, his cock slipping out with a wet pop. “Let’s switch,” I said, turning to face him. “I want to ride you now, big guy. Reverse cowboy, so you can watch my ass bounce on that cock.”

He grinned, lying back on the bed, his cock standing tall. “Fuck yes,” he said, his hands reaching for my hips as I straddled him backward, my ass hovering over his cock. I grabbed the lube, slicking him up more. “You’re such a slut,” he said, smacking my ass again, harder this time, the sting making me moan.

“Yes, I am but only for you and your cock.” I laughed, lowering myself, the head of his cock pressing against my hole, stretching me open as I sank down, inch by inch, the angle even deeper, making me gasp, my thighs shaking as I took him all the way in. “Oh, fuck, Alex,” I moaned, my hands on his thighs for support, starting to bounce, my ass slapping against his hips with every drop. “You feel so good like this. So fucking deep.”

He groaned, his hands grabbing my ass, spreading my cheeks, watching his cock disappear inside me. “Fuck, your ass looks amazing bouncing on my cock,” he said, thrusting up to meet me, making me moan louder. “So tight, man. Ride me harder.”

I did, bouncing faster, my ass clenching around him, the sensation of being filled so completely was making my legs tremble, my cock was leaking precum all over his balls with every slap. “You love watching my ass take your cock, don’t you?” I said, looking back over my shoulder, grinding down hard. “Not-so-straight boy getting off on fucking a guy. Bet you’re addicted to this ass already.”

He smacked my ass again. “Fuck yeah, I am,” he said. “You’re so fucking hot, man. Keep bouncing like that, I could watch this all day.”

We fucked like that for a few minutes, but my thighs burned, my legs shaking from the effort, but the pleasure was too intense to stop, the way his cock hit my prostate with every drop making my cock leak like a faucet, precum dripping everywhere.

Finally, I slowed, my body aching, and turned to face him, still impaled on his cock. “Switch to cowgirl,” I said, adjusting so I was facing him.

“Great! I want to look at my face when you cum.” He said his hands were grabbing my hips, pulling me down harder. “I want to see cum all over me while I’m buried in your ass.”

I moaned, starting to ride him again. “Then fuck me, Alex,” I gasped, my hands on his chest, pinching his nipples. “Grab my ass and give me that pounding you promised.”

He did, his hands sliding to my ass, gripping the cheeks hard, I just stayed still while he was thrusting up rapidly, his cock slamming in and out of me. “Fuck, you’re so tight,” he groaned. “Look at me while I fuck you, man. I want to see your face when you cum.”

We locked eyes as we fucked, the bed was creaking under us, the slap of our bodies was loud and wet. “Fuck, Alex, I’m gonna cum,” I moaned, my cock throbbing, leaking so much it was dripping onto his stomach.

He reached up, wrapping his hand around my cock, stroking me fast, his grip slick with my precum. “Cum for me,” he said, leaning up slightly, his mouth open, his eyes never leaving mine. “Cum for me, man. I want it in my mouth, I want it all over me.”

I lost it, my hole clenching around his cock as I came, shooting ropes of cum, some landing on his chest, his belly, streaking his skin. He leaned up further, catching a few shots in his mouth, his tongue darting out, tasting me, his eyes widened in surprise. “Fuck, it’s tasty,” he said swallowing, the rest of my cum splattering across his torso.

I leaned down, kissing him hard, tasting my own cum on his tongue, our moans mixed as his cock still thrust inside me. “Fuck, that’s hot,” I moaned into his mouth, our tongues tangling, his hands gripped my ass tighter, pulling me down as he fucked up into me.

We kept kissing, our bodies pressed together, my cum made a sticky mess between us, it was so hot and he fucked me harder, his cock stretching me with every slam. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum,” he groaned. “Gonna fill you up, man.”

“Yessss” I moaned, kissing him deeper. “Cum inside me, Alex. I want to feel it.”

He thrust one last time, burying deep, and I felt him cum, his cock throbbing hard, pulsing inside me, the first hot spurt shooting deep, then another and another, thick ropes of cum flooding my hole, coating my walls, the sensation so intense it made my body shake, my spent cock twitching as I felt every pulse, every jet of his load, leaking out around his cock as he kept thrusting shallowly, milking himself inside me. It felt like he was claiming me, his cum marking me from the inside, it was making me moan louder, my hole was clenching to keep him in, to feel every drop.

“Fuck, that feels so good,” I gasped, collapsing onto him, his warm cum started dripping out of me as he softened. “Love feeling you cum inside me, big guy. So fucking hot.”

He laughed, kissing my neck, his hands still on my ass. “You’re incredible,” he said. “I could do this all night.”

“Who says we couldn’t” I said, “but let’s take a break now, we’ll have dinner and fuck again.”

“Deal!” He said.

We lay there for a while, enjoying the post orgasmic bliss. I loved the way his cum was leaking from my gaping hole, but it was soon going to be filled again. I couldn’t wait already.
 
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We fucked like that for minutes, our bodies moving together, my hole clenching around his cock, my cock leaking so much I thought I might cum without touching it again.

He groaned, his thrusts slowing as he pulled back slightly. “Fuck, man, I’m getting tired,” he said, laughing softly. “This is intense.”

I laughed, my hole clenching around his cock as he stayed inside me. “Oh, see, I can handle this monster cock in my ass,” I said. “But you’re right, big guy. I’m not gonna be able to walk straight tomorrow. My legs are already fucked from this.”

He grinned. “You’re so fucking tight,” he said. “It’s actually good you sucked me off earlier, man. Otherwise, I’d have cum in like two thrusts. Your ass is… fuck, it’s too good.”

I laughed, my cock throbbing between us. “Oh, you’re admitting my ass is too much for you, huh?” I teased, wiggling my hips, making his cock shift inside me, drawing a groan from him. “Not-so-straight boy can’t handle how tight I am. Bet you’re already dying to cum inside me.”

“Fuck, you’re gonna make me lose it,” he said.

We lay there for a moment, catching our breath, his cock still buried deep, my hole clenching around him. I reached up, running my hands over his chest, teasing his nipples, making him shiver. “You’re not done yet, big guy,” I said. “I want more of this cock. You promised to wreck me, so you better deliver.”

He laughed, kissing me again, his hands roamed all over my body. “Oh, I’m gonna wreck you,” he said. “Just give me a minute, man. You’re too fucking good.”

I laughed breathlessly. “Then do it, big guy. But let’s switch it up, I want you to take me from behind. Doggy style, so you can really feel how deep you can go, how tight I am around that monster cock of yours.”

He pulled out slowly. “Fuck, yes,” he said, helping me flip over onto my hands and knees, my ass up in the air. I arched my back, pushing my ass toward him, wiggling it teasingly. “Look at that,” he said, his hands grabbing my cheeks, spreading them wide, his thumb circling my hole, making me shiver. “So fucking hot, man. Your hole is perfect, tight, pink, begging for my cock and look how gaped it is because of my cock.”

I moaned, pushing back against his hands, my cock dangling between my legs, leaking a steady stream of precum onto the sheets. “Then give it to me, Alex,” I said “Stretch me open again.”

He didn’t make me wait long. He lined up his cock, the head pressing against my hole, now with more lube, and pushed in inch by inch, the stretch even more intense in this position, his thickness splitting me open, making me gasp and grip the sheets. “Oh, fuck,” I moaned as he bottomed out, his balls pressing against mine, his cock buried so deep I could feel it in my gut. “You’re so fucking big, Alex. Feels like you’re splitting me in half.”

He laughed lightly as he started thrusting, slow at first, letting me adjust. “You’re so tight like this,” he said, one hand sliding around to wrap around my cock, stroking me in time with his thrusts. “Fuck, man, I can feel you clenching around me. You love this, don’t you? Getting fucked from behind like a good little slut.”

I laughed through my moans, pushing back against him, meeting his thrusts. “Hell yeah, I do,” I gasped, my cock throbbing in his hand, leaking more precum over his fingers. “You’re hitting me so deep, Alex. Fuck, your hand on my cock… keep stroking me like that. You’re making me leak so much, big guy. Bet you love feeling how hard you make me.”

He sped up a bit, his hips slapping against my ass, his hand jerking me faster, slick with my precum, the dual sensation driving me wild. “You’re so fucking wet for me,” he teased, making me yelp and clench around him. “Leaking like crazy. You’re gonna cum just from my cock in your ass, aren’t you?”

We fucked like that for a few minutes, his hand stroking my cock, my hole clenching around him with every slap of his balls against me. The feeling was incredible the fullness, the burn, the way he filled me completely, making me feel so slutty. But my arms were starting to ache from holding myself up, so I pulled forward slightly, his cock slipping out with a wet pop. “Let’s switch,” I said, turning to face him. “I want to ride you now, big guy. Reverse cowboy, so you can watch my ass bounce on that cock.”

He grinned, lying back on the bed, his cock standing tall. “Fuck yes,” he said, his hands reaching for my hips as I straddled him backward, my ass hovering over his cock. I grabbed the lube, slicking him up more. “You’re such a slut,” he said, smacking my ass again, harder this time, the sting making me moan.

“Yes, I am but only for you and your cock.” I laughed, lowering myself, the head of his cock pressing against my hole, stretching me open as I sank down, inch by inch, the angle even deeper, making me gasp, my thighs shaking as I took him all the way in. “Oh, fuck, Alex,” I moaned, my hands on his thighs for support, starting to bounce, my ass slapping against his hips with every drop. “You feel so good like this. So fucking deep.”

He groaned, his hands grabbing my ass, spreading my cheeks, watching his cock disappear inside me. “Fuck, your ass looks amazing bouncing on my cock,” he said, thrusting up to meet me, making me moan louder. “So tight, man. Ride me harder.”

I did, bouncing faster, my ass clenching around him, the sensation of being filled so completely was making my legs tremble, my cock was leaking precum all over his balls with every slap. “You love watching my ass take your cock, don’t you?” I said, looking back over my shoulder, grinding down hard. “Not-so-straight boy getting off on fucking a guy. Bet you’re addicted to this ass already.”

He smacked my ass again. “Fuck yeah, I am,” he said. “You’re so fucking hot, man. Keep bouncing like that, I could watch this all day.”

We fucked like that for a few minutes, but my thighs burned, my legs shaking from the effort, but the pleasure was too intense to stop, the way his cock hit my prostate with every drop making my cock leak like a faucet, precum dripping everywhere.

Finally, I slowed, my body aching, and turned to face him, still impaled on his cock. “Switch to cowgirl,” I said, adjusting so I was facing him.

“Great! I want to look at my face when you cum.” He said his hands were grabbing my hips, pulling me down harder. “I want to see cum all over me while I’m buried in your ass.”

I moaned, starting to ride him again. “Then fuck me, Alex,” I gasped, my hands on his chest, pinching his nipples. “Grab my ass and give me that pounding you promised.”

He did, his hands sliding to my ass, gripping the cheeks hard, I just stayed still while he was thrusting up rapidly, his cock slamming in and out of me. “Fuck, you’re so tight,” he groaned. “Look at me while I fuck you, man. I want to see your face when you cum.”

We locked eyes as we fucked, the bed was creaking under us, the slap of our bodies was loud and wet. “Fuck, Alex, I’m gonna cum,” I moaned, my cock throbbing, leaking so much it was dripping onto his stomach.

He reached up, wrapping his hand around my cock, stroking me fast, his grip slick with my precum. “Cum for me,” he said, leaning up slightly, his mouth open, his eyes never leaving mine. “Cum for me, man. I want it in my mouth, I want it all over me.”

I lost it, my hole clenching around his cock as I came, shooting ropes of cum, some landing on his chest, his belly, streaking his skin. He leaned up further, catching a few shots in his mouth, his tongue darting out, tasting me, his eyes widened in surprise. “Fuck, it’s tasty,” he said swallowing, the rest of my cum splattering across his torso.

I leaned down, kissing him hard, tasting my own cum on his tongue, our moans mixed as his cock still thrust inside me. “Fuck, that’s hot,” I moaned into his mouth, our tongues tangling, his hands gripped my ass tighter, pulling me down as he fucked up into me.

We kept kissing, our bodies pressed together, my cum made a sticky mess between us, it was so hot and he fucked me harder, his cock stretching me with every slam. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum,” he groaned. “Gonna fill you up, man.”

“Yessss” I moaned, kissing him deeper. “Cum inside me, Alex. I want to feel it.”

He thrust one last time, burying deep, and I felt him cum, his cock throbbing hard, pulsing inside me, the first hot spurt shooting deep, then another and another, thick ropes of cum flooding my hole, coating my walls, the sensation so intense it made my body shake, my spent cock twitching as I felt every pulse, every jet of his load, leaking out around his cock as he kept thrusting shallowly, milking himself inside me. It felt like he was claiming me, his cum marking me from the inside, it was making me moan louder, my hole was clenching to keep him in, to feel every drop.

“Fuck, that feels so good,” I gasped, collapsing onto him, his warm cum started dripping out of me as he softened. “Love feeling you cum inside me, big guy. So fucking hot.”

He laughed, kissing my neck, his hands still on my ass. “You’re incredible,” he said. “I could do this all night.”

“Who says we couldn’t” I said, “but let’s take a break now, we’ll have dinner and fuck again.”

“Deal!” He said.

We lay there for a while, enjoying the post orgasmic bliss. I loved the way his cum was leaking from my gaping hole, but it was soon going to be filled again. I couldn’t wait already.
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OK--that was hot fuck session. Your writing and words were awesome. every detail was on point. Excellent!!!
 
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We fucked like that for minutes, our bodies moving together, my hole clenching around his cock, my cock leaking so much I thought I might cum without touching it again.

He groaned, his thrusts slowing as he pulled back slightly. “Fuck, man, I’m getting tired,” he said, laughing softly. “This is intense.”

I laughed, my hole clenching around his cock as he stayed inside me. “Oh, see, I can handle this monster cock in my ass,” I said. “But you’re right, big guy. I’m not gonna be able to walk straight tomorrow. My legs are already fucked from this.”

He grinned. “You’re so fucking tight,” he said. “It’s actually good you sucked me off earlier, man. Otherwise, I’d have cum in like two thrusts. Your ass is… fuck, it’s too good.”

I laughed, my cock throbbing between us. “Oh, you’re admitting my ass is too much for you, huh?” I teased, wiggling my hips, making his cock shift inside me, drawing a groan from him. “Not-so-straight boy can’t handle how tight I am. Bet you’re already dying to cum inside me.”

“Fuck, you’re gonna make me lose it,” he said.

We lay there for a moment, catching our breath, his cock still buried deep, my hole clenching around him. I reached up, running my hands over his chest, teasing his nipples, making him shiver. “You’re not done yet, big guy,” I said. “I want more of this cock. You promised to wreck me, so you better deliver.”

He laughed, kissing me again, his hands roamed all over my body. “Oh, I’m gonna wreck you,” he said. “Just give me a minute, man. You’re too fucking good.”

I laughed breathlessly. “Then do it, big guy. But let’s switch it up, I want you to take me from behind. Doggy style, so you can really feel how deep you can go, how tight I am around that monster cock of yours.”

He pulled out slowly. “Fuck, yes,” he said, helping me flip over onto my hands and knees, my ass up in the air. I arched my back, pushing my ass toward him, wiggling it teasingly. “Look at that,” he said, his hands grabbing my cheeks, spreading them wide, his thumb circling my hole, making me shiver. “So fucking hot, man. Your hole is perfect, tight, pink, begging for my cock and look how gaped it is because of my cock.”

I moaned, pushing back against his hands, my cock dangling between my legs, leaking a steady stream of precum onto the sheets. “Then give it to me, Alex,” I said “Stretch me open again.”

He didn’t make me wait long. He lined up his cock, the head pressing against my hole, now with more lube, and pushed in inch by inch, the stretch even more intense in this position, his thickness splitting me open, making me gasp and grip the sheets. “Oh, fuck,” I moaned as he bottomed out, his balls pressing against mine, his cock buried so deep I could feel it in my gut. “You’re so fucking big, Alex. Feels like you’re splitting me in half.”

He laughed lightly as he started thrusting, slow at first, letting me adjust. “You’re so tight like this,” he said, one hand sliding around to wrap around my cock, stroking me in time with his thrusts. “Fuck, man, I can feel you clenching around me. You love this, don’t you? Getting fucked from behind like a good little slut.”

I laughed through my moans, pushing back against him, meeting his thrusts. “Hell yeah, I do,” I gasped, my cock throbbing in his hand, leaking more precum over his fingers. “You’re hitting me so deep, Alex. Fuck, your hand on my cock… keep stroking me like that. You’re making me leak so much, big guy. Bet you love feeling how hard you make me.”

He sped up a bit, his hips slapping against my ass, his hand jerking me faster, slick with my precum, the dual sensation driving me wild. “You’re so fucking wet for me,” he teased, making me yelp and clench around him. “Leaking like crazy. You’re gonna cum just from my cock in your ass, aren’t you?”

We fucked like that for a few minutes, his hand stroking my cock, my hole clenching around him with every slap of his balls against me. The feeling was incredible the fullness, the burn, the way he filled me completely, making me feel so slutty. But my arms were starting to ache from holding myself up, so I pulled forward slightly, his cock slipping out with a wet pop. “Let’s switch,” I said, turning to face him. “I want to ride you now, big guy. Reverse cowboy, so you can watch my ass bounce on that cock.”

He grinned, lying back on the bed, his cock standing tall. “Fuck yes,” he said, his hands reaching for my hips as I straddled him backward, my ass hovering over his cock. I grabbed the lube, slicking him up more. “You’re such a slut,” he said, smacking my ass again, harder this time, the sting making me moan.

“Yes, I am but only for you and your cock.” I laughed, lowering myself, the head of his cock pressing against my hole, stretching me open as I sank down, inch by inch, the angle even deeper, making me gasp, my thighs shaking as I took him all the way in. “Oh, fuck, Alex,” I moaned, my hands on his thighs for support, starting to bounce, my ass slapping against his hips with every drop. “You feel so good like this. So fucking deep.”

He groaned, his hands grabbing my ass, spreading my cheeks, watching his cock disappear inside me. “Fuck, your ass looks amazing bouncing on my cock,” he said, thrusting up to meet me, making me moan louder. “So tight, man. Ride me harder.”

I did, bouncing faster, my ass clenching around him, the sensation of being filled so completely was making my legs tremble, my cock was leaking precum all over his balls with every slap. “You love watching my ass take your cock, don’t you?” I said, looking back over my shoulder, grinding down hard. “Not-so-straight boy getting off on fucking a guy. Bet you’re addicted to this ass already.”

He smacked my ass again. “Fuck yeah, I am,” he said. “You’re so fucking hot, man. Keep bouncing like that, I could watch this all day.”

We fucked like that for a few minutes, but my thighs burned, my legs shaking from the effort, but the pleasure was too intense to stop, the way his cock hit my prostate with every drop making my cock leak like a faucet, precum dripping everywhere.

Finally, I slowed, my body aching, and turned to face him, still impaled on his cock. “Switch to cowgirl,” I said, adjusting so I was facing him.

“Great! I want to look at my face when you cum.” He said his hands were grabbing my hips, pulling me down harder. “I want to see cum all over me while I’m buried in your ass.”

I moaned, starting to ride him again. “Then fuck me, Alex,” I gasped, my hands on his chest, pinching his nipples. “Grab my ass and give me that pounding you promised.”

He did, his hands sliding to my ass, gripping the cheeks hard, I just stayed still while he was thrusting up rapidly, his cock slamming in and out of me. “Fuck, you’re so tight,” he groaned. “Look at me while I fuck you, man. I want to see your face when you cum.”

We locked eyes as we fucked, the bed was creaking under us, the slap of our bodies was loud and wet. “Fuck, Alex, I’m gonna cum,” I moaned, my cock throbbing, leaking so much it was dripping onto his stomach.

He reached up, wrapping his hand around my cock, stroking me fast, his grip slick with my precum. “Cum for me,” he said, leaning up slightly, his mouth open, his eyes never leaving mine. “Cum for me, man. I want it in my mouth, I want it all over me.”

I lost it, my hole clenching around his cock as I came, shooting ropes of cum, some landing on his chest, his belly, streaking his skin. He leaned up further, catching a few shots in his mouth, his tongue darting out, tasting me, his eyes widened in surprise. “Fuck, it’s tasty,” he said swallowing, the rest of my cum splattering across his torso.

I leaned down, kissing him hard, tasting my own cum on his tongue, our moans mixed as his cock still thrust inside me. “Fuck, that’s hot,” I moaned into his mouth, our tongues tangling, his hands gripped my ass tighter, pulling me down as he fucked up into me.

We kept kissing, our bodies pressed together, my cum made a sticky mess between us, it was so hot and he fucked me harder, his cock stretching me with every slam. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum,” he groaned. “Gonna fill you up, man.”

“Yessss” I moaned, kissing him deeper. “Cum inside me, Alex. I want to feel it.”

He thrust one last time, burying deep, and I felt him cum, his cock throbbing hard, pulsing inside me, the first hot spurt shooting deep, then another and another, thick ropes of cum flooding my hole, coating my walls, the sensation so intense it made my body shake, my spent cock twitching as I felt every pulse, every jet of his load, leaking out around his cock as he kept thrusting shallowly, milking himself inside me. It felt like he was claiming me, his cum marking me from the inside, it was making me moan louder, my hole was clenching to keep him in, to feel every drop.

“Fuck, that feels so good,” I gasped, collapsing onto him, his warm cum started dripping out of me as he softened. “Love feeling you cum inside me, big guy. So fucking hot.”

He laughed, kissing my neck, his hands still on my ass. “You’re incredible,” he said. “I could do this all night.”

“Who says we couldn’t” I said, “but let’s take a break now, we’ll have dinner and fuck again.”

“Deal!” He said.

We lay there for a while, enjoying the post orgasmic bliss. I loved the way his cum was leaking from my gaping hole, but it was soon going to be filled again. I couldn’t wait already.
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Ohh fuck yes!! Love how they’re exploring more and more!!
 
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