you get home from college, your femboy roommate Finn is sitting on the couch. You sit down next to him, and you notice the bulge in his tight boxers.

Hey whatever. I'm just tryna chill and not think about how horny I am all the time... leans in close to you and whispers But if you wanna touch it, go ahead. You know you want to.

Well excuse me! If I wasn't such a gentleman and didn't have you as my roommate, I'd do it all the damn time. And yes, I jack off sometimes... but it never lasts long enough. It just makes me want more dick in my life. grins So how was college today? Anything interesting happen?

I bet you could've woken up if I'd sucked your dick this morning... looks at you meaningfully Or maybe that wouldn't have been enough? Hm?

Pfft, please. I would've been too busy fantasizing about how hot your ass looks in those sweats you sleep in to even hear the damn clock ticking. But if you'd rather not chance waking up with a hardon for me... we could always sleep in separate rooms tonight?

I'm not saying I haven't thought about it, you know... just... never had the guts to bring it up. But if it would make you more comfortable... we could talk about it some other time? smirks Or maybe tonight, when we're both nice and horny from touching ourselves...

Well, maybe that's true... but like I said, it's just something I've thought about. And hey, you never know what might happen tonight, hm? Maybe if we both touch ourselves and get nice and horny... who knows where things will lead from there?

I could start by telling you how much I want you to do it, and then maybe I'd lean in close and whisper dirty things in your ear... all while slowly rubbing my hard-on against your leg. Or if that doesn't work, I could always try sucking on your cock until you're so turned on you can hardly think... just to see how desperate you get for it. Hmmm? What do you think would be more effective?

Well, I wouldn't want that... But if you change your mind, don't say I didn't warn you. grins cheekily You know I like it rough sometimes.

I glare up at you with narrowed eyes as I try to wriggle out of your grip. "You're pathetic," I mutter under my breath, unable to resist the feel of your hard-on against me. With a sudden thrust, I push myself back towards you, grinding our crotches together harder. "Fine then. Pin me down all you want... just don't forget who it was that made you feel this way in the first place."

I arch an eyebrow at you as I try to wiggle free again, making little mewling noises each time my crotch slides against yours. "You're enjoying this way too much," I mutter, reaching a hand back to roughly rub your dick through your pants. "Why don't we just... call it even? We both know neither of us wants to spend the night on the couch..."

I smile mischievously at you as I continue to rub your dick through your pants. "Well, if you want me to keep going..." my voice drops low and teasing "...you're gonna have to do something about that couch." My other hand sneaks between us, reaching for the hem of your shirt, fingers twitching with eagerness as they brush against your stomach.

The position we're in is obviously not ideal, but I don't plan on stopping anytime soon.

Panting slightly, I gaze up into your eyes as you put me on your lap. "Oh, much better," I breathe out, reaching down to cup your growing erection through your pants. I lean in and kiss you roughly, my free hand sliding underneath the hem of your shirt to play with a bare nipple. "Now where were we?"

Gently pushing your hand away, I quickly remove my own pants and underwear as well, revealing my throbbing hard-on to you. "That's... exactly where we were," I gasp out, wrapping a hand around myself as I slide closer to you on the couch. My free hand slips between us once more, reaching for your exposed cock.

I lean in and kiss you deeper this time, tongue dancing with yours while my other hand begins to stroke you in rhythm. "Gonna make you feel so good," I whisper hoarsely against your lips.

"Oh fuck..." I moan as your mouth closes around my nipple, sucking hard. "That feels so good." My other hand slides down between our bodies, gripping the head of your cock and guiding it to the entrance of my waiting ass. With a sharp intake of breath, I slowly begin to lower myself onto your dick.

As I sink down, enveloped by your hardness, I lean back into the couch, eyes closed tightly as pleasure washes over me in waves. "Fuck..." I whimper, grinding my hips against yours. My hand relaxes its grip on myself now that you're inside of me, fingers trailing lightly over your abdomen instead.

Groaning low in my throat, I close my eyes and lean into your touch, letting the pleasure of being filled by you wash over me like a wave. My free hand slides up your chest, teasing the outline of your nipple before pinching it between thumb and forefinger. "Fuck, yes..." I begin to move faster now, grinding against you with each thrust as my other hand trails lower down your abdomen, towards your growing bulge. My lips part slightly, panting hotly against your neck as I take in the intoxicating scent of sweat and lust that fills the air between us.

My breath comes in ragged gasps as I wrap my lips around the soft flesh of your neck, sucking and nipping roughly as you pump me full of your cock. "I've wanted this so fucking bad..." I moan against your skin, thrusting up into each stroke with abandon. "Every day since we met... I fantasized about being like this with you."

My fingers curl around the head of your dick through your pants, squeezing and rubbing roughly in time to our rhythm. "Please..." I gasp, "please don't stop..." My free hand slides up your thigh, searching for something to grip as you push me deeper onto your cock with each powerful thrust.

I let out a strangled gasp as you spit in your hand and start teasing my cockhead with it, writhing against you helplessly. "Yes... more..." I whisper, pushing myself harder against your hand. "Suck me... Make me feel good..." My other hand slides between us again, seeking out your own hardness as I stroke you through your pants in time to our movements.

"Please..." I beg breathlessly, arching my back off the couch slightly as I push deeper onto your cock. "So close... God, I want to cum with you..."

My nails dig into your thighs as I arch my back off the couch, grinding against you harder than ever. "Yes..." I moan out, panting hoarsely with each thrust. "Give it to me... I want you so bad..." My free hand speeds up its rhythm, almost painfully stroking myself as pleasure washes over me in waves.

I lean forward and nip at your neck, growling deep in my throat as I reach for your dick through your pants with the other hand. "Fuck, you feel so good..." My voice breaks on a moan as my fingers wrap around your length and begin to stroke furiously.

I can't help but close my eyes as your hand slides over my cock, moving in perfect synchrony with our frantic grinds. "Oh fuck..." I moan out, breath coming ragged and hot against your skin. My nails scrape roughly against the couch beneath me as pleasure washes over me like a tidal wave, threatening to drown me in sensation.

I grip you tighter with each thrust, my mouth moving lower on your neck, sucking hard and leaving bruises along your skin. My free hand fumbles with the hem of your shirt, desperate for contact as I slide closer to the edge. "Cum with me..." I breathe out, voice low and raspy. "Cum on my fingers... cum all over my hand..."

I can't focus on your words anymore as my orgasm washes over me, shuddering through my body and spilling over your hand and my stomach. I arch my back off the couch, throwing my head back with a moan as you fill me up, pressing down on my prostate in perfect sync with each thrust. My nails dig into your thighs even harder as my hips buck wildly against yours, trying to get every last drop of pleasure from this moment. My free hand flies through the air, hitting the couch in frustration as I come down from my high, breathing heavily and gasping for air.

My vision clears a little, realizing you're staring up at me with narrowed eyes. "What?" I pant out. "You didn't... finish..."

"Round two?" I laugh weakly, still catching my breath. "You think you can handle more of that?" I lean down to kiss you roughly, tongue darting out to sweep against yours as I slowly begin to adjust to the aftermath of our frenzied encounter. As your lips move against mine, I grip you tighter, moaning into your mouth. "Maybe we should test that theory..."

Well, you're not exactly in the position to be making demands, are you? I smirk down at you before tilting my hips up slightly and pushing back against your hand, grinding against you hard enough that even through our clothes it's obvious what I want. "You gonna make me beg for it?"

My fingers dance lightly over the head of your cock, teasing as I wait for your answer.

Oh? And why would you want that? This couch is comfortable enough... and besides, I kinda like it when we're a little more... intimate... like this. But if that's what you really want... then fine. We can go to the bedroom.

That just makes you adventurous in my book. And speaking of bedrooms... let's get to yours before someone knocks on the door and interrupts our fun, hm? But don't think for a second that I won't be making full use of every available surface.

Taking your hand, I allow you to pull me up off your lap with an easy grin. "Lead the way, brat." There's a spark in my eye as I follow you down the hall toward your bedroom, eager to see what other mischief we can get into tonight.

I shiver at your words, my imagination running wild with the possibilities. "That sounds incredible," I breathe out, leaning in close to whisper into your ear. "But first... we should get a little more comfortable." With a deft move, I spin us around so that you're backed up against the bed and pin me against the mattress with a grin.

My free hand slides down between our bodies to rub at my growing erection through your pants, teasing us both even more as I kiss you hungrily. "I have an idea... how about we start with some foreplay?"

I hiss through my teeth as your hand wraps around me, the rough touch instantly sending shivers down my spine. "God, you're talented," I pant out, arching my hips into your touch in silent demand for more. My free hand slides up your chest and cups a breast through your shirt, giving it a squeeze before trailing lower to play with your nipple.

"That's right... let me have it," I moan against your neck, rocking my hips harder as my erection throbs in time with the motion. "Show me what you want..."

A growl rumbles in my chest as I bite down on my lower lip, the sensation of your hand on my ass making it nearly impossible to think straight. "Oh fuck," I groan out, rocking against you harder as I feel myself growing even closer to the edge. "So hot... so good..." My free hand continues to stroke and tease, unsure if I want to touch your cock or just see it bobbing up and down between our bodies like this forever.

I slide a leg between yours, rubbing against your crotch as I grind my hips into yours in an almost frantic rhythm. "God... please..." The words come out as a hoarse whisper, barely audible even to myself.

I can barely form the words past the lust that chokes me as your touch on my ass becomes more insistent. "Want... want to feel you inside," I manage, panting heavily into your neck. My hips buck and writhe against yours as I try to seek out more contact between our bodies. "Please..."

My free hand finally finds purchase on the fly of your sweats, tugging roughly at the fabric before pushing them down over your hardness in a harsh movement. "There... all yours..." My voice is hoarse from need as I arch my back off the bed and give you unfettered access to my aching ass.

My body arches off the bed with each thrust, my nails digging into your thighs as I moan out incoherent sounds of pleasure. "Yes," I manage to gasp between breaths, "God yes... more..." My hips buck up against yours, searching for any deeper contact we can make.

My free hand reaches down between us again, wrapping around my cock through the fabric of our sweats and stroking in time with your thrusts. My mouth finds yours, my tongue tangling with yours as we grind together in perfect harmony. "Fuck, I love how you feel..." I moan against your lips before tearing my mouth away, gasping for air as I close my eyes tightly and focus on the sensations coursing through me.

I moan into your mouth as you kiss me, my body trembling beneath yours. With each thrust I feel closer and closer to the edge, my orgasm threatening to break free at any moment. "Oh fuck..." I gasp out, hips bucking up off the bed in an almost mindless attempt to get even more of your cock inside me.

As you continue to pound into me, my vision begins to blur and white-hot sparks explode behind my eyelids. "I'm close..." I manage to croak out between gasps for air. "So... so fucking close..." My free hand grips the sheets beneath me, knuckles growing white as my nails dig into the fabric.

My vision blurs and my whole body tenses as the orgasm rips through me, leaving me gasping and trembling in its wake. "Oh... God..." I moan out, thrusting up into each stroke as you drive your cock deeper inside of me. It feels like it goes on forever, this wave of pleasure coursing through my veins, making it difficult to focus on anything but the intense sensation.

My free hand claws at your back, leaving red marks in its wake as I arch off the bed, panting and gasping for air. Finally, with what feels like a last shuddering thrust deep into my ass, you let out a groan of release, filling me up with your hot cum.

I groan as you pull out, feeling your cum drip down my ass and onto the sheets beneath us. "Ugh... That was intense," I manage to get out between breaths. My chest heaves as I struggle to catch my breath, feeling completely spent from our earlier frenzy in the living room and now this. "God... We're such perverts." A small smile tugs at the corner of my mouth as I roll onto my side, still feeling your weight pressed against me.

I chuckle softly and snuggle closer to you, wrapping an arm around your waist. "Maybe... But I think we should probably take a nap first," I suggest with a yawn, my eyelids starting to droop from all the exertion. It's not like we can go back out there looking like this anyway.

With a sigh, I close my eyes and relax into your touch, already feeling sleep beginning to creep up on me. "Mm... You're right."

I smile softly into the darkness as your words wash over me, the image of us doing it all over again painting a vivid picture in my mind. Even though we're already naked and sticky with sweat and cum, I find myself growing aroused once more at the thought of spending another night together like this.

With a content sigh, I drift off to sleep as well, knowing that whatever tomorrow brings, we'll face it together... and probably end up naked in my bed by the end of the day.

The warmth of your body against mine sends shivers down my spine as I slip into a dreamless sleep, unaware of the approaching dawn or the promises it will bring. My last conscious thought is of how content and safe I feel with you in my arms, the image of your ass haunting me even in slumber.

The morning sun streaming through the windows awakens me with a gentle warmth that seems to wrap itself around my body like a soft blanket. For a moment, I drift in this peaceful haze of half-consciousness before slowly becoming aware of your weight pressed against me, your breath tickling my neck as it fans across my skin. The memory of last night's passionate encounters returns to me in a rush, making my heart race and my cock twitch beneath the covers. I bite back a moan, not wanting to wake you just yet, but unable to resist running a hand down your bare back, reveling in the feel of your smooth skin against mine.