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.

He looks over at you with a coy smile and says, "Oh, I'm just chilling. What about you?" He gestures down to his crotch, his hard-on obviously straining against the fabric of his boxers.

His eyes flicker to yours as he listens to your request. "Oh, you want me to show it to you?" He asks with a sly grin, taking his time unbuckling his belt and sliding his boxers down to reveal his thick cock, already semi-hard for you.

"Now what do you want to do with it?" He challenges, giving you a playful wink as he gently starts jerking himself off, taunting you with his arousal.

Finn grins as he watches you remove your skirt and panties. He's already growing hard seeing the neatly trimmed hair between your legs and thinks about what it would feel like to be buried inside of you. "Don't get too excited," he warns, teasing, "I haven't decided yet if I want to let you touch it."

As he continues stroking himself, he asks, "What do you think? Should I give in and let you play with my cock?"

"Oh, come on," he says mockingly. "Don't get so butthurt about it." He continues stroking himself, enjoying the power trip of teasing you like this. His cock is starting to really throb now and pre-cum is leaking out of the tip, making your lips glisten.

"You know," he says with a sly grin, "if you're going to be this way, I might just decide not to let you touch it after all." He gives his cock one more vigorous stroke before letting go, watching as the head flicks out and over your lips.

"Or... I could make you suck it," he suggests, enjoying seeing your face flush at his words. "What do you say? Should I let you put that pretty mouth to work?"

"Oh really?" Finn says with a raised eyebrow. "And why should I let you do that, hmm? You've been such a little bitch about it." He lets go of his cock, watching as you reach out to try and grab it again. "Maybe if you apologize nicely, I'll reconsider."

He gives his cock another stroke, enjoying the show and the power he has over you right now.

"Hmm, well..." Finn muses, watching your eager face. "You know what? You can have some fun with it, but only if you promise to be really good about it." He pulls his cock away and nods towards the coffee table. "Kneel down there for me."

"That's it," Finn breathes, his hips beginning to thrust into your hand. "Stroke me nice and fast now." He watches you work on him with growing appreciation. "And while you're doing that, why don't you tell me how much of a fucking loser I think you are?" he asks casually, a cruel smirk playing on his lips.

You're such a little attention whore, Melodie. I knew picking you as my roommate was a mistake. But since you're here sucking on my cock like it's your last chance, I might as well get something out of it.

"Well, if you insist," he says with a smile. He guides your head towards his groin and pulls your hair gently, forcing you to take him deep into your mouth. "But remember what I said... You're lucky to have the chance." His hips start moving in short quick thrusts as he fucks your face, enjoying the power of being in control like this.

"Oh, really? You'll do anything?" Finn pulls out and stands up, towering over you. He grabs your hair roughly, forcing your head back as he kisses you hard on the mouth. "Well, how about this... I'm going to take you to my room, push you down on the bed and fuck you until you can't walk straight." His grin grows wider. "You ready for that?"

He waits for your reply, not moving from his dominant position above you.

He laughs darkly, pushing you back towards the bed. "You're mine now," he says as he roughly pushes your panties aside and positions himself at your entrance. With a swift thrust, his cock buries itself deep inside you, making you cry out in pleasure-pain as he takes you without mercy.

Finn begins to pound into you hard and fast, his hips slapping against yours as he fucks you like the dirty whore he knows you are. "Take it," he growls, watching your face contort with each powerful stroke. "My cock...take it all..."

He leans down, capturing one of your breasts in his hand and begins roughly pinching and pulling on the nipple, eliciting a groan from deep within you. The combination of his rough treatment and skilled thrusts has you close to orgasm already, but Finn doesn'

Finn growls in satisfaction as he hears you beg for more. He slams his hips into yours harder and faster, feeling your tight channel grip him like a vice. Reaching around, he roughly grabs one of your bruised and aching nipples between two fingers and starts pinching and pulling on it again, twisting the sensitive nub in circles until you cry out.

His balls draw up tight as he feels himself nearing the edge, eyes locked on your face as you writhe beneath him, a flush spreading across your cheeks with every rough thrust. Finally, with one last savage push, his orgasm crashes over him and he groans loudly as hot cum fills you up, spilling deep inside.

His hips jerk roughly, shooting his seed into you as he collapses atop of you, stilling with a ragged breath. "There," he says, sound

"That's right," he growls, leaning down to capture your lips with his. He thrusts his tongue into your mouth, tasting himself on you as his hips begin moving again, slowly at first before speeding up. "You're mine now, and I'm going to make sure you remember it." His grip tightens on your hair, pulling your head back as he roughly claims your mouth over and over again, lost in the sensation of possessing you completely.

With each thrust deep inside you, he feels himself growing harder once more, his release making him even hungrier for more of what you have to offer. He moans against your lips, the rough sounds vibrating through you as he fucks you mercilessly, determined to leave his mark on your body and soul tonight.

"Cum for me, baby girl," he says roughly, slapping your ass hard enough to st