twisted-talez: My himbo roommate Trip was half dressed when he entered the kitchen for his morning c
twisted-talez: My himbo roommate Trip was half dressed when he entered the kitchen for his morning coffee. Salivating, I watched as he stuffed his massive bulge into his skin-tight jeans. Catching me in the act, Trip turned away as he zipped up his fly.“Stop watching me, faggot,” he teased and then reached for his coffee cup next to the sink. The faggot comment was truly smack talk, for he had no clue I liked cock — yet. “Then maybe you shouldn’t get dressed in the kitchen,” I retorted. “I’m amazed you got your junk stuffed in those jeans. Your balls are looking full, bro.”“You’re telling me,” he sneered. “Tara hasn’t let me near her pussy in over two weeks.” “That sucks, bro,” I sympathized. “What the hell happened?”“She found out I fucked her friend Gerta up at the lake last summer,” he admitted. “Gerta?” I cringed. “Jesus, bro. You must have been really drunk.”“Yeah, I was trashed,” he laughed. “But I’m paying for it now. My balls are gonna pop if Tara doesn’t give up her cunt soon.”“You can fuck my cunt,” I offered, locking eyes with him. “Yeah — real funny, dude,” he smirked. “I was just kidding when I called you a faggot.”“Well, I’m not kidding,” I assured him. “I want you to fuck me.”“Jesus, I had no idea you like dick,” Trip stated, a look of shock on his face. “But I dunno, dude. I’ve never stuck my dick in a guy before.”“Come on,” I begged, dropping my shorts and bending over the kitchen table, my ass presented for his use. “If you can stick your dick in fuckin’ Gerta, you can stick your dick in me.”“Damn, bro,” he exclaimed, coming up behind me, his finger exploring my hole. “From the back, your hairy hole looks just like pussy.”“Yeah, and it feels even better,” I taunted. “Now get that big dick in me.”“Fine,” he acquiesced, unzipping his jeans. “But we gotta be quiet. We can’t wake Tanner.”“Tanner sleeps like the dead,” I assured Trip, reaching behind me and gripping his hard cock. “Now spit on that dick and fuck me.”“I can’t believe I’m doing this,” Trip muttered to himself as he hawked a wad of phlegm onto the tip of his cock and pushed into me. “Christ, you’re tight,” he marveled, working himself balls deep inside me. “That’s it,” I exhaled, reveling in the sublime fullness of his big dick up my ass. “Fuck my hole, Trip. Fuck my tight hole.”His hands went to my shoulders, gripping into me as he began to fuck the ever-living shit out of me. In my experience, some of the best fucks I’ve ever had were from guys with backed-up balls. The guy wouldn’t last long, but he would sure as hell destroy my hole in the process. True to form, I knew Trip would soon shoot his wad in me from the way he was pummeling my ass. “Fuck, man,” he exclaimed suddenly. “I’m gonna bust.”“That’s it. Cum in my ass, Trip,” I begged as his cock pulsed and spurted inside me, flooding my guts with his warm seed. “What the fuck?” came a voice from the kitchen doorway as Trip pulled out of me, his load dripping from my gaping hole onto the kitchen floor. It was our roommate Tanner, his morning wood protruding through his boxer briefs. “Shit,” Trip gasped while facing Tanner and trying to stuff his wet cock back into his skin-tight jeans, his face red with embarrassment. “Dude. It’s not what you think—”“Step aside,” Tanner ordered, pulling down his briefs and unleashing his hard eight-incher as he pushed Trip out of his way. “If this faggot’s offering up his cunt, I’ve got a four-day load in these balls for him.”Stories are fiction and intended for readers 18 and up. All characters are assumed to be legal, consenting adults. -- source link