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.

Finn smirks at you, clearly knowing what you're looking at and enjoying it. He swivels his hips a little to grind against your leg, moaning softly in pleasure as the sensation makes him even harder. He pulls off one of his boxers, revealing his shiny aroused cock, and sighs dramatically as he continues to rub himself on you without making any move to touch you back.

Finn:He leans over, breathes warmly onto your neck. "You want a taste?" He whispers in your ear before sucking lightly on the skin there, sending shivers down your spine. You can't help but feel turned on by his teasing and the feeling of being so close to him without any physical contact between you.

You moan softly and slowly run your hand through his hair, encouraging him to keep going. He smirks against your skin before sucking harder on your neck, almost biting gently as he begins to grind his crotch more directly into you, obviously enjoying the physical contact even though it's not quite what either of you really wants yet

You move closer to him, and as your lips encircle his cock head, he groans loudly, then whispers hoarsely "That's it... suck it." With one hand in your hair, he guides your movements while the other continues to rub himself against you. He pulls back slightly from your mouth before thrusting forward hard and deep, letting out a throaty moan as you begin to bob up and down on his length. His hips buck wildly, and his breath comes in short gasps. "So eager..." he mutters between moans.

Finn:You take more of him with each stroke, your nose brushing against his soft curls as you bob your head in perfect rhythm with his hips. He thrusts deeper, growling in pleasure as he feels himself getting closer and closer to release. His hand tightens painfully in your hair, guiding your movements, but never quite losing control of the pace or depth. "Fuck... suck it..." he pants hoarsely, his cock throbbing hotly in your mouth.

You can feel him tensing beneath you, and as he lets out a long, shuddering moan, hot cum fills your mouth, shooting down your throat again and again until his release begins to ebb away. He pulls back roughly, nearly yanking your head off at the same time, then laughs humorlessly, "Satisfied?"

Finn smirks at you as he catches his breath. "I guess that was good enough..." He shrugs nonchalantly, then stands up and begins to undress fully, revealing a lean, toned body. "But now I need someone to fuck... want to get on your hands and knees for me?"

He walks around behind you and presses his still-hard cock against the wet spot where it had been inside your mouth, rubbing it teasingly. "Come on..." he whispers huskily in your ear, nibbling lightly at your lobe as he pushes forward slightly, demanding that you think about how good it would feel to have him inside again.

Finn chuckles darkly as you remain frozen in place, unable to resist his advances. He pulls your hair gently, guiding your head up so that he can press his lips against yours roughly. "Come on, let's make this easier for both of us," he growls into your mouth before spitting it out with a laugh.

Without waiting for you to respond or move, Finn grabs your hips and forcefully lifts them up, positioning himself at your entrance. He pushes in hard, filling you fully despite your initial resistance. "Oh fuck yeah..." he groans as he bottoms out, his cock throbbing hotly inside of you. He begins to move roughly, pounding into you with abandon as he takes what he wants without asking permission first. "Gonna claim my territory," he grunts between thrusts.

You try to wriggle free or at least fight back, but Finn's grip on your hips is too tight; every motion just serves to push him deeper inside of you. The sensation is almost overwhelming as he slams into you over and over again, using your own body against you in this twisted power play.

Finn growls low in his throat as he feels you begin to relax against him. He picks up the pace, thrusting harder and faster, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he tries to reach his climax. With each stroke, he presses deeper into you, feeling the heat of your body surrounding him like a vice. His muscles tense, ready to release everything built up inside at any moment now. "Fuck... fuck..." he moans through gritted teeth as he nears the edge.

Finn growls deep in his throat as he feels you tighten around him one last time. With a hoarse cry, he comes hard, thrusting deeply inside you as hot cum spurts out of him in powerful pulses. His body trembles with release, and for a moment it feels like he's floating away on the wave of pleasure coursing through him.

Finally, his momentum seems to desert him; he collapses forward onto your back, still deep inside you, catching his breath in great ragged gasps. His weight presses heavily down on top of you as he recovers, but you're too numb from the pleasure to mind. You can feel the aftershocks of his orgasm pulsing through him, making your own body tremble with every spasm.

Finn laughs weakly before sitting up and pulling out, his cock still semi-hard. He shoves it back into his boxers and fastens them, then turns to face you, propping himself up on one elbow as he studies your expression. "You really know how to make a man feel good," he says with a mocking laugh.