Chapter 17 #4
Pausing just long enough to shift position, I drag his legs from under him. He flops onto his belly, the sudden change causing my dick to slip out of him and making him whine in protest.
Desperate to be inside him, I shove a pillow under his hips before guiding my cock between his cheeks again. Sliding back inside his warm, tight heat draws a relieved sigh out of me. God, I don’t think I’ll be able to live without this from now on.
I end up on my forearms on either side of him, completely covering him.
I turn his head to take his lips in an open-mouthed kiss and swallow his moans as I drive my cock into him over and over.
Since this position doesn’t allow me much movement, I only manage to pull out an inch or two before thrusting back.
I mostly end up rutting into him like an animal in heat, short but powerful, each thrust forcing me deeper, yet not as deep as I want to be.
If I had my way, my cock would never leave his hole, would constantly fill him up until no other man would ever be able to satisfy him.
I’m so sex-drunk I start babbling all kinds of nonsense, right against his lips.
“You feel so good, Jamie. So fucking good. Shit, I could do this all day.”
Jamie’s hand shoots out, hooking over the back of my neck as he kisses me back hungrily.
“Y-yes.”
“Yes?”
“Me too. All day. Always. Full,” he presses out between messy kisses.
“Yeah?” I know it’s just the heat of the moment, that he wouldn’t really want it.
That doesn’t stop me from spilling my dirty fantasies to him.
“Want me to fuck that slutty little hole all day? Hmm.” The idea has my balls drawing up, pressure building in my lower belly.
“I don’t think that’d work. My cock’s so big, it would ruin you.
You’d be so sore, gaping constantly. You’d never stop leaking my cum. ”
Between one second and the next, Jamie’s body locks up. His lips freeze against mine and he lets out a choked up scream as his hole clenches around my dick so hard it nearly knocks me out.
It doesn’t knock me out, but it makes me come, violently, tearing what must be the most intense orgasm of my life out of me.
My cock pulses, filling him with jet after jet of my cum. The clenching of his hole squeezes every last drop out of me.
“Fuck. That was insane.” I laugh, barely able to believe that just happened. And how much I loved it.
I kiss his sweaty shoulder, frowning when I don’t get a response.
“Jamie, you okay?” I don’t think I’m crushing him, but I lift off just in case.
“Hey. Are you with me, little bunny?” He seems completely out of it, looking almost drunk.
His eyelashes are fluttering weakly, his lips moving but no sound coming out.
“What is it?” I tap his mouth with my finger, God knows why, convinced that will get him to talk.
Instead, his lips wrap lightly around the tip, sucking on it.
“Jesus Christ.” I don’t think he knows what he’s doing. I’ve heard of cock drunk before but never seen it in real life. “You’ll be the death of me.”
He hums around my finger, as if he likes the sound of it—again, I don’t think he’s completely with me.
Which, I guess, is why he has yet to complain about the fact that I’m still inside him—and getting hard again.
He must be uncomfortable and sensitive. As carefully as possible, I start to pull out.
I don’t get far, Jamie’s ass clamping around me as he releases my finger to blurt out, “N-no.”
“Shit. Did I hurt you?” Is he bleeding? I went pretty hard earlier, and even with the double prep he’d received, he still could’ve gotten hurt. There’s no way to tell without pulling out first, so I run a finger gingerly over his rim. It makes him shiver.
“Don’t…”
“Don’t?”
“Don’t pull out.”
It must hurt really bad if he doesn’t want me to move at all. “I know you’re sensitive, but it will be worse if I stay like this.”
He starts to talk again, and I have to lean down to hear him.
“’s nice. Full.”
I blink. Is he…not uncomfortable?
“It will feel weird once I go soft.”
“It’s okay.” He wiggles on my cock, letting out a long, deep moan. “Can keep you warm.”
Holy fuck. “Okay. Yeah, whatever you want.” Seriously, how else am I supposed to respond? I just fucked my roommate, who’s currently holding my dick hostage and looking like he’s falling asleep. With a cock in his ass.
Might as well get on with the program.
I shift us both on our sides and out of the wet spot, which is a doozy when trying not to let my cock slip out. Jamie makes a needy, whimpering noise every time the movement jostles him, but that’s about it. Yup, he’s out, like a light.
I reach down to pull the blanket over us before spooning him.
I slide one arm under his neck to act as a pillow, the other around his waist to keep him close.
I sigh. He’s so warm and pliant from being well-fucked, basically putty in my arms. I’d be drifting off from the sheer bliss too, if Jamie didn’t randomly clench around my dick, making me startle and gasp each time.
Yeah, I’m never getting soft at this rate.