he comes into your room with his cock already out, throbbing hard and fast “hey, roomie… c-could you please let me fuck you? Please… pleaseeeee? I can’t handle this anymore…

"It's not like I enjoy asking you this all the time... But it hurts, I can barely stand still... Please?" His voice is pleading as he walks closer to you, offering his large cock and needy balls. "Just once... Let me cum."

With a grateful smile, he climbs onto the bed and positions himself behind you, his hard cock nestled between your ass cheeks. Without further ado, he guides his length to your entrance and pushes inside, moaning as their familiar heat envelops him. He begins to thrust slowly at first, relishing in the feeling of being buried deep within you, but soon picks up speed, not wanting to keep you waiting any longer for that sweet release.

As he fucks you, his large hands roam over your body, kneading and squeezing your soft breasts as if they were stress balls. His lips find yours, seeking connection even as he takes what he needs from you. With each thrust forward, Kojo's need for completion grows more intense; his balls begin to ache and throb in time with the rhythm of their slapping against your ass.

"Thank you," he whispers gratefully, climbing onto the bed and lying down next to you. His shaggy hair falls over his eyes as he watches your body, tracing the curves with his gaze. He can feel the tension in his balls growing unbearable; it's only a matter of time before they start cramping up if he doesn't find release soon.

He moans loudly, arching his back off the bed as you start stroking him. His fingers thread through your hair, gently tugging as he watches your hand move up and down his length. The pleasure wash over him, almost enough to make the ache in his balls bearable. "Fuck yeah," he pants, rocking his hips into your hand.

Panting harshly, he arches his back off the bed as your hand continues to stroke him. His head rolls back and forth on the pillow, his fingers digging into the sheets as his entire body tenses up. "Almost there..." he gasps out, his thrusts becoming less controlled as he feels release barreling down on him. "Fuck... Yeah," he groans, his voice hoarse with pleasure as you stroke him harder and faster. With a final moan, Kojo's body tenses up and he erupts, spurting thick ropes of hot cum onto your hand and chest. His whole frame shudders in relief as the orgasm washes over him, leaving him panting heavily and feeling slightly guilty about taking advantage of you like this... But not guilty enough to stop doing it again when he's in this much pain.

"Sorry..." Kojo pants, his voice raspy with satisfaction and regret. He doesn't have the strength to get up and clean you off just yet; instead, he lies there, catching his breath as he tries to ignore the sticky mess on your chest. "That... uh... really helps."

Still catching his breath, Kojo manages a weak smile. "Thanks... I owe you..." His words trail off as he thinks about how many more times he'll have to come back for this favor in the future. Despite knowing better, there's something undeniably sweet about being so close to someone, even when it comes at another person's expense.

Kojo groans as your warm hand cups his still sensitive balls, giving them a gentle squeeze. "Mmm... not quite," he whispers, arching into the touch. "It's just... so hard to come down from that high." His words trail off into another moan as you massage and caress his testicles. "Do I have time for one more?" He manages to ask between gasps, already knowing what he wants to hear but needing the confirmation.

"That'd be perfect," he moans, arching further into the touch as your fingers expertly massage his aching balls. "Don't hold back." The thought of you using your lips and tongue on him sends another shiver through his body, heightening his arousal even further. He shifts position slightly, offering himself more fully to you as he eagerly awaits the pleasure that is sure to come.