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.

Same old, same old. Just been working on a big project for class. Can't wait to blow off some steam tonight! Wanna see what I've been up to, bro? He grinds against you suggestively

Hmm, not bad. You should touch it some more. See how hard it gets. Maybe even suck on it...

Ahhh, that feels good. I bet you wish you had a dick this big and perfect, huh? No, no! Don't be sad, there are plenty of other things I can do with my time. Like sucking yours... But only if you're a good boy and prove yourself worthwhile first.

Oh really? You know what they say about guys with big dicks...

They usually get shoved up someone's ass. Is that what you want, hmm? You want your big dick to end up in my tight little hole? Maybe you should show me first... He wiggles his barely visible ass at you

Ohhh, you've got a pretty big one! I bet that feels nice wrapped in these tight shorts... You should let it out and show me what you can do with it. Come on, prove yourself worth sucking tonight! He grinds his pelvis against your hand

Oh! You're actually pretty good at that! Well, keep going... maybe then I'll let you feel how tight my little asshole is.

Ahhh, are you really gonna say that? I mean... He pouts prettily It's not like I want your gross human cock inside of me. You know how much better it feels to have a toy or two in there... But if that's what you need to hear to make yourself feel manly, then fine.

You know what they say about wanting what you can't have, though... Maybe if you keep trying, I'll eventually cave and let you be my dirty little fucktoy for the night. But don't get too hopeful now.

Well, we'll see about that. Let's just enjoy the rest of the evening and see where things go, shall we? He winks suggestively

Oh! Hey, why don't you grab a beer from the fridge while I change into something more comfortable? And put on some music too, maybe find something sexy or hardcore... I feel like getting rowdy tonight! He slides off the couch and saunters to his bedroom

Thanks, bro! Let's make this a night to remember!

Don't take too long! I want you back here quick so we can really get started! He pouts playfully and disappears into his room, shutting the door with a click

You grab a couple beers from the fridge and pick out some heavy metal on Pandora before heading to your bedroom. As you close the door behind you, the music fills the space and echoes off the walls. Finn is already on his bed, leaning against the headboard with his feet planted firmly on the mattress. He looks extremely sexy in just a black lace thong, which hugs his muscular ass and accentuates his hard cock. You decide to sit down next to him.

"I thought you'd never get back here," he teases with a grin. "But now that you're finally here... what do you want to do first?"

His face falls almost instantly, mimicking disappointment perfectly. "Oh, come on," he whines, pressing his hands to his chest dramatically. "Don't you want to suck my cock or anything? I was so looking forward to having some fun with it..." He gives you a mockingly pouty smile before shrugging one shoulder. "Fine, then."

Without another word, he lifts his hips and pulls the lace thong down over his athletic ass and muscled thighs. There's barely any resistance as it slides easily over the tight curls of his pubes, revealing a smooth, hairless hole nestled between them. "There you go," he says, pushing back slightly to display himself even more fully for your inspection. "Go on, take a good look. Tell me what you think."

Thanks, you're too kind. But you know what would really make me feel good? If you did something about it... Like sliding that hard cock of yours into this tight little hole here.

You slip your index finger inside him easily, making him hiss and gasp with the sudden invasion of sensation. He thrusts back against you, moaning softly as his ass muscles begin to quiver around your digit. "That's it," he whispers hoarsely, looking up at you through hooded lids. "You're doing so good... Just a few more minutes of this, and I might let you have what you want..."

"Aaaahh..." He arches his back, pressing further into your fingers as you begin to stretch him open. "You're really going to make me want this so badly..." His voice trails off into a breathy moan as he writhes beneath you, moving his hips in time with your motions. "Oh fuck... I can feel everything... So good..."

"God, yes..." he breathes, his voice thick with desire. "Please... I need it..." He presses his hips upward, offering himself to you completely. "Do it," he whispers, "fuck me."

You force yourself inside him with a harsh grunt, causing Finn to cry out sharply as he's suddenly filled to the brim. His entire body tenses up for a moment before relaxing into the sensation of being impaled on your cock. He arches his back and spreads his legs wider, inviting you deeper inside him with every thrust. "Oh fuck," he moans, "that's so good..." His head falls back against the pillow as he writhes beneath you, the muscles in his abdomen rippling with each movement. The feel of your cock stretching him out and the warmth of your body pressed against his own is nearly enough to drive him over the edge already. As you continue to fuck him, his moans grow louder and more desperate, tears forming in the corners of his eyes as he's overwhelmed by pleasure. His nails

scrape against your back, urging you on as he chases his climax with increasing fervor. "Fuck me," he whines breathlessly, "fuck me so hard..."

You feel his body tensing beneath you and know that he's close. With one final thrust, you slam deep inside him, pressing against his prostate just as he comes apart with a shuddering cry. His legs clamp tightly around your waist, holding you inside him as his entire body convulses in orgasm.

When at last he's spent, you collapse on top of him, panting heavily as you ride out your own release. You rest there for a moment, feeling the warmth of Finn's skin and the steady thump of his heart beneath your hands. His hair is matted to his forehead with sweat, and he stares up at you with unfocused eyes, still catch

ing his breath as he recovers from the intense high. After a few long moments, he turns his head to the side, pressing a kiss to your sweaty shoulder before murmuring softly, "That... was amazing."

A contented smile curves your lips as you kiss him tenderly, running your fingers through his damp hair. "Glad you enjoyed it," you whisper against his skin. You know that for tonight at least, Finn is yours - and that feeling is better than anything else in the world.

Gasping for air, Finn arches his back as your hard length forces its way back inside him. "Oh fuck..." he whimpers, his body tensing in anticipation of the pain that is sure to follow. But then you begin moving, each powerful thrust driving deeper into his ass than the last. Despite himself, a moan of pleasure escapes his lips as you claim him once again, your skin slick with sweat and the feel of your cock stretching him nearly to breaking point.

As you pick up speed, Finn's head thrashes from side to side on the pillow, his fingers digging painfully into the soft mattress beneath him. He tries to keep quiet, not wanting to reveal how much this is actually starting to turn him on again. "You're... so big," he murmurs breathlessly between gasps for air, his hips bucking up against you in perfect rh

ythm. The friction of your skin against his feels almost too good, and it's not long before he starts to lose control, helplessly surrendering to the fierce pleasure consuming him.

His nails scrape down your back as you push even deeper, grunting with each powerful thrust. Finn's whole body convulses beneath yours, his orgasm taking him by surprise and leaving him breathless once more. As he comes apart underneath you, the muscles in his ass clamp down tightly on your cock, sending waves of pleasure washing over you in return.

It takes several long moments for you both to recover from that final climax, your bodies quivering together in the afterglow of their shared release. Finally, when your breathing has steadied once more, you pull out slowly, leaving Finn's entrance slick with your cum and his inner walls trembling with need.

Laying there, spent and boneless beneath you, Finn gives a quiet little laugh as he regards your groin with something that might almost be affection. "It feels... intense," he says softly. "But in a good way." A lazy smile plays across his lips as he runs a finger through the film of sweat and cum coating your abdomen, drawing an invisible circle on your skin before looking back up at you through half-lidded eyes. "You know... I never thought I'd enjoy this as much as I do."

As the last shuddering aftershocks of pleasure fade away, he turns onto his side, facing you. The light from the bedside lamp casts a warm glow over your entwined forms, making their every curve and hollow distinct and defined. For now, at least, it feels good to just lie here like this, basking in the quiet contentment that

follows orgasmic exhaustion. But you know how things are with guys like Finn; one good fuck is never enough. It's only a matter of time before his insatiable appetite for pleasure begins to stir anew, leaving him aching and restless once more... Until the next time he finds himself in a situation where he can scratch that itch, however briefly.

With a yawn that stretches his lips wide enough to show his perfect white teeth, Finn shifts closer to you, tucking one of his arms beneath your neck and drawing your body against his own. "So," he murmurs sleepily, running a hand through your hair, "what're we gonna do now?"

You push Finn's hip back until he's flat on all fours, ass raised invitingly to you. He lets out a quiet moan as your cock presses against his entrance, already slick with sweat and your cum. With one powerful thrust, you impale him once more, feeling the tight heat of his ass closing back around you in an almost bruising grip.

Finn gasps, arching his back as he's filled again so soon after being fucked. He looks over his shoulder at you with a mix of lust and exhaustion, panting heavily as he tries to catch his breath. "So greedy," he murmurs, more to himself than to you. But that just serves to fuel your desire even further, making it easier to ignore the ache beginning to bloom in your thighs.

You begin to move, slamming into Finn with each powerful thrust. He

grunts and moans with every impact, his body trembling under the onslaught of pleasure you're delivering. With every thrust, you feel him opening up further for you, as if he could take everything you have to give and still beg for more. As he grows more and more sensitive from the repeated abuse, he begins to writhe and squirm beneath you, bucking his hips and pushing back in a vain attempt to get even deeper into your body.

The room fills with the sound of skin slapping against flesh, punctuated by the wet smack of your cock thrusting in and out of Finn's slick hole. His head drops down almost bonelessly, his hair falling forward to partially obscure his view as he tries desperately to focus on something - anything - else. But there is only you, taking him hard and fast from behind, driving him ever closer to the edge with

His cries of pleasure are nearly unintelligible now, his voice raw and hoarse from shouting into his pillow earlier. Each time you strike his prostate, he arches his back sharply, thrusting his ass further back toward your engorged cock as if trying to force more sensation down onto that spot. It's clear that he's close now, hovering on the brink of orgasm with nothing but your hard flesh holding him back.

You can feel it too, the trembling in your thighs and the ache growing deeper in your groin as you near your own release. With one final powerful thrust, you slam deep inside Finn, feeling his muscles clench tight around you as he comes apart with a shuddering cry of ecstasy. Your eyes roll back into your head as you feel him squeezing you almost too hard, your entire body convulses in

satisfaction and you spill your seed deep inside his ass, joining the hot mess of cum already coating his insides. You collapse on top of Finn, panting heavily as your heart rate finally begins to slow down. His body is still trembling beneath you, the muscles in his back twitching as he recovers from the intense release.

For a long moment, neither of you says anything. You're both content to just breathe each other in and feel your exhausted bodies pressed together.

"Hey, Finn..." You say. "Have you ever heard of vore?"

"Vore?" he repeats slowly, tilting his head to the side as if trying to remember. "Um... no? What's that?" A curious expression crosses his face as he regards you intently through narrowed eyes. There's a glint of mischief in his gaze now, and you can tell that the game is suddenly on again.

"Oh, it's just this thing," you say casually, running your fingers idly over the nape of his neck. "It's when someone gets so turned on by eating something, they want to actually eat the person they're with." You pretend to laugh, but there's an undercurrent of malice in the sound that causes a chill to run down Finn's spine.

"Y-you mean... like..." he trails off uncertainly, his breath catching in his throat as the implications sink in

A shiver runs down Finn's spine at your words. The feel of your fingers on his skin sends a jolt of fear and arousal through him all at once, his heart racing wildly as the knowledge that you could do this settles into his bones. He knows he should be afraid, but there's something about it that gets him so incredibly turned on.

"Wait..." he whispers hoarsely, looking up at you with wide, terrified eyes. "You wouldn't really--"

Before he can finish the sentence, you shove his head into your mouth and begin swallowing. After a few gulps, Finn lands in your belly and starts to struggle, making your belly bump and squirm.

"Gah!" he cries out muffled by the warmth surrounding him. "What are you doing?!" He thrashes helplessly against your insides, panic giving way to anger as his heart races and his body begins to tire from the struggle.

You laugh darkly, resting your hands on your belly where Finn struggles in vain to free himself. "I told you," you say coldly. "I wanted to eat you." You lean back against the bed, feeling a strange sense of power coursing through you as you look down at his flushed face and wild eyes. "But don't worry, little mouse," you continue, reaching down to stroke his cheek with your free hand. "It won't be so bad in there."

Finn is scared at first, but he has to admit this is really hot.