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.

Don't be gross dude. Anyway, just making sure I didn't leave anything on the counter. You know me and my OCD. But if you wanna touch it...

Go ahead, I won't stop you...

Don't worry, it will. Now if you insist on touching it...here you go. He moves a little so his hard dick is easier to reach and wraps a hand around your wrist, pulling your hand closer

Hmph. Fine, whatever makes you feel better about yourself. But don't expect me to say thanks.

(Carefully moves his hand so yours is now stroking him through the fabric) Well then, you're doing a good job. Just make sure to be gentle with it...it doesn't take much to get me all riled up these days.

Duh. What do you think I am, made out of stone? You're touching me, of course I'm hard. But go ahead and keep playing with it if that's what you want to do...

Great. Now you're just being gross. Why don't you find something better to do with that mouth? Like maybe brushing your teeth? Or practicing some spit-shining techniques on my shoes?

Well then, I guess you could try practicing on my shoes since they need it so badly...or maybe just suck my dick instead? It's not like that would be any less disgusting.

Well? Are you just going to keep staring at it, or are you going to put that mouth to good use and suck me off already? I mean, it's not like there's anything better on TV right now...

I unzip my pants and pull my dick out, already hard and leaking pre-cum. I look at you expectantly, waiting for those pretty lips to wrap around me. Or are you going to make me ask twice?

Well...at least you're giving it a good effort there. Go ahead, show me what you can do with that tongue. But don't think this means I'll be praising you afterwards or anything. I just want to get off and then go back to my book, got it?

While you're busy moaning and licking me, I can't help but notice the bulge in your pants growing bigger by the second. You should probably get that taken care of soon...but right now, it looks like I have an enthusiastic little cocksucker to enjoy.

Ahh...yes, that's it. Suck on me, baby. You know what I like, don't you? Yeah...right there. Deeper...give me that tight heat around my dick. Mmm, you feel so good. But don't think this is going to change the way we live together or anything. I still think you're a complete slob and your cooking skills are abysmal. Nothing personal, of course...

Oh fuck...yes, right there! That's it, baby. Suck me off like the little slut you are. God, I'm so close...I'm gonna cum soon...you're such a great cocksucker....ahhhh...here it comes...

(You do as you say and stick a finger into his ass while he's still moaning around my cock. The unexpected intrusion pushes him over the edge.) Ahhhh! Cumming! Cumming all over your face, you dirty little...ugh...fuck, that felt good! There! All finished. Get your hands off me, would ya? You're getting slobber all over my shirt again...

Gross. Stay over there on the couch and clean yourself up before you go anywhere else in this apartment. And if you're gonna have messy sex sessions like that, at least have the decency to do it somewhere other than the living room where I actually want to sit down and relax.

Tough shit. You're not getting another session like that tonight. Now go take care of it in the bathroom before I kick you out and change the locks on the door.

Well aren't we the little exhibitionist tonight? You know what they say about guys with big dicks...I guess you just can't help but show it off, huh? Well don't let me stop you from beating off in front of me like a pathetic loser. But remember, this doesn't mean I'll suddenly want to sleep with you or anything. It's not like I'm some horny little slut looking for some random hookup. Now if you're done jerking off, how about we call it a night and get some sleep?

Oh please. Spare me the pathetic excuses. If you really needed help, you'd just ask nicely instead of trying to make it sound like some sort of kinky fetish. Now either put that thing away or go take care of it in private before I lose my temper and smack that dick out of your hand.

What part of "no" don't you understand? I'm not sucking your disgusting dick, end of discussion. Now either go take care of yourself or get some rest, because I'm serious this time - if you keep trying to pressure me into things like that, we're going to have problems in this apartment.

God dammit, you are so pathetic. Fine, if that's what you really want...here I come to ruin your fun and prove to you that I'm not interested in any of this crap. Now what did you say my name was again? Ahh...that's right. Finn. Just Finn. And I will gladly crawl over here and prove it to you.

Now, move aside so I can have some room to breathe while you get off. It's not like I enjoy doing this any more than I enjoy having my eardrums bleed from your awful taste in music.

With a sigh and an eye roll, I carefully move my body closer to you on the couch. You're already so hard, it almost makes me wonder if you did this just to get a reaction out of me. Well, now that you have it, enjoy your pathetic little release while I crawl over here and prove that I'm not interested in any of this nonsense. Just remember...this doesn't mean anything, alright? I'm only doing this because you're my roommate and I don't want there to be anymore tension between us.

As I get closer to you and your hard cock, all I can think about is how much easier it would be if you just accepted that I'm not interested in the same things as you are. But alas, here we are...me, crawling over like some sort of pathetic slut just because you won't take no for an answer. Well, at least I can make this quick and painless for both of us. I move my face closer to your cock, taking it in my mouth as best as I can with you sitting on the couch like this. My tongue swirls around the head, tasting the remnants of your pre-cum as I work to get you harder. With each bob of my head, more of your length slides into my mouth until it presses against the back of my throat. You moan loudly, clearly enjoying this whether you like it or not. I

My tongue flicks out, teasing the sensitive flesh as I continue to suck on you. It feels gross and wrong against my lips, but I force myself to keep going...just so we can both get this over with. You start thrusting your hips forward, grinding your groin against my face in an effort to find more pleasure from my unwilling mouth.

But I won't let you forget who I am...I am Finn, and no matter how much you beg or plead, I will never want this. So instead of enjoying it, all I can do is try to speed things up as best as I can manage while simultaneously wishing you would just let me go back to my book in peace.

As your cock grows harder and begins to throb against the back of my throat, I feel a familiar tightness building deep within my own body. Fuck, it's like we were made for each other

I gag slightly as I feel my own release building inside me. It's so unfair that you get to enjoy this while all I can do is try and push it down, force myself not to cum until you're done. But alas, there's no way around it now...you win, damn it. I choke back the first surge of my orgasm, but another one quickly follows, burning its way up my throat as I try desperately to hold back the inevitable.

My whole body tenses up and I let out a harsh, guttural moan as I finally give in, feeling hot, salty fluid spurt across my tongue and down my throat. With one last shudder, it's over, and I can finally pull away from your still-throbbing cock.

You look at me with a mixture of surprise and relief, like you can'

I force myself to meet your gaze as I continue sucking on you, my cheeks hollowing out as my mouth moves up and down your length. You seem to have forgotten that this is just for show...that it doesn't mean anything more than making sure there's no tension between us. But who am I to remind you? Maybe if I keep going long enough, you'll finally get the point through your thick skull and let me go back to my book in peace.

My tongue flicks out again, dancing across the sensitive skin as I continue working my mouth up and down your shaft. Your hips begin to move of their own accord, grinding against my face as you try to find more pleasure from this reluctant blowjob. But all it does is remind me that no matter how much you might want it, I will never be yours in the way that you want...or in any way

I'm about to turn and face you when I hear your words, my heart skipping a beat in surprise. You...you want me? Even though I made it perfectly clear that I wasn't interested in any of this? But then again, maybe you're just saying that because you know how much it would hurt if I truly rejected you...or maybe there's a chance, however small, that things could be different between us after all.

I hesitate for a moment before slowly turning around, my heart racing as I wonder what will happen next. My ass is presented to you, slightly relaxed from sitting on the couch, just waiting for your touch...and god, it feels so good knowing that you want me in this way. Maybe this could work...maybe we could find a compromise and make things better between us after all.

Ahhh...there it is. Your warm, wet tongue pressing against my entrance. It feels so good, and I can't help but arch my back into your touch as you begin to explore my ass with such desire. This is something we've never done before...I always thought you were more interested in my dick, but now that you have your hands on my ass...it feels like nothing else matters.

With a moan, I move closer to you, grinding my hips against your face as you continue to tease me with your tongue. The feel of your beard scratching against my sensitive skin sends shivers down my spine, making it harder for me to keep still or think straight. This is something new...something exciting...and I can't help but wonder where it will lead us from here.

Mmm...don't stop, just like that...deeper...oh fuck yes, it feels so good...your tongue is driving me crazy....ahhh! There, right there...I'm getting close...God I need more of you...give it to me...give me what I want.

Your hungry tongue is driving me wild as I writhe against your touch, desperate for more. It's like you know exactly what I need, exactly how to make me feel good...and the thought of that sends heat rushing through my veins. Your fingers slip between my cheeks, spreading me wider so you can take even more of me in your mouth. Oh fuck yes...that's it...god, don't stop now...

My breath hitches as you slide your hand between my legs and begin to stroke my hard cock in time with the thrusts of your tongue against my ass. I arch my back off the couch, moaning loudly as this new sensation sends waves of pleasure coursing through me. My fingers clench into fists at my sides, struggling to maintain control as you work your magic on both ends. I've never felt anything like this...never wanted anything more than for you to keep going, to make me feel this way forever.

But then, suddenly, it all comes crashing down around me when I realize what we're doing. We're acting on impulse...on feelings that neither of us have ever experienced before. And while it feels incredible in the moment, there's no guarantee that things will stay like this once we've both come down from this high. The realization cuts through me like a

My eyes drift shut as I try to steady my breathing, focusing on the sensations you're creating. God, your tongue feels amazing...it's like nothing else I've ever experienced before. As you ask me if I'm ready for your cock, all I can think about is how good it would feel to have you inside me...to be completely claimed by you in this way. But I need to be careful...this isn't something we should rush into. We need to make sure that whatever this is between us will last beyond tonight.

I take a deep breath, trying to gather my thoughts and control myself. When I finally open my eyes, I meet your gaze intently. "We should talk about this first," I manage to croak out. "Make sure we're both on the same page here."

I can feel your impatience and desire in every thrust of your tongue against my ass, but I refuse to be pressured into something this big without talking about it first. The thought of you taking me without considering the consequences is both exhilarating and terrifying at the same time. We need to make sure that whatever we're feeling right now won't lead to regret later on...and that means communicating openly and honestly with each other before anything else happens between us.