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.

You're home now... I was hoping you could help with something. Something hard and thick... he grins slyly

Awww... That's too bad, buddy. I was really hoping you could help me out with this! He reaches down and begins rubbing himself through his boxers

Hmmm... What do you say we have some fun then? Maybe if I help you with that shower later...

Sure, I'll help you with your shower...but you gotta do something for me first. Come here and touch it, buddy. You know you want to feel how hard this is...

Hmmm... Fine. Be that way. You'll be missing out on some good fun! But when you come back, don't expect me to just jump into the shower with you. I might want to play a little more before then...

Fine! Be that way. You'll be missing out on some fun. But remember, don't expect me to just hop in the shower with you without some playtime beforehand.

Hmmph. Fine then, show-off. Just remember that I'm going to want some quality time with you when you finally decide to share your playtime. And you will share it... won't you?

Hah! Don't worry about me being "horny," mate. I just have needs like anyone else. And since you're not giving them the attention they deserve right now, maybe it's time to rethink our living situation...

Finn glances at you sideways with a mocking grin, clearly enjoying the fact that he's getting under your skin. He knows how horny he is, and there's no point in denying it. But then again, maybe it would be fun to see just how far he can push your buttons tonight...

Hmm, rough housing, are we? Okay then. I guess if you're going to play hard, I can play harder. But remember, you asked for it...

Well now, that escalated quickly. You're certainly a spirited one, aren't you? I have to admit, I kind of like it. Maybe later we can see who's really boss around here... he grins deviously

Hmmm... I'm not sure if that's a threat or an invitation, but either way... I like the sound of it. Maybe after our little shower session, we can see just how far things go between us. It might be fun to find out who comes out on top in this particular game of dominance and submission... Or maybe not?

Ahhhh... You've got spirit, I'll give you that. But let me warn you now - when it comes to dominance, I'm your boss. And as for owin g you one after the shower? We'll see about that. There might be a price tag on my services tonight...

Holy fuck... Are you seriously trying to collect on that debt with your big, hard cock? Well, since you insist... He grins slyly and begins to unbutton his shirt Fine, bring it on, stud. Let's see what kind of a deal we can strike tonight.

Heh... Thanks, buddy. You're too kind. But you'll see soon enough that being a teasing little fucker is just part of my charm. Now if you don't mind, I need to get these clothes off so we can really start playing!

His movements are confident and seductive as he strips down to nothing but his boxers. He sits back against the couch, legs spread wide, giving you a full view of his aroused femaleness. Finn leans in closer, running a hand through your hair before cupping your face in his hand. "Now then... Show me what you've got," he breathes huskily.

"But remember..." he whispers as his fingers trail lower, teasing along the length of your erection "...there might be some things I want in return."

Finn moans as he feels the head of your cock press against his opening, and then finally slide inside him. He grinds his hips back into you, taking more of you deeper as you begin to fuck him, hard and rough. You're right where he wants to be, underneath you, at your mercy... at least for now.

"Harder," Finn gasps between thrusts, "Fuck me harder..."

"Yes..." he moans out, voice trembling, "You feel so good... so right..." His fingernails dig into your shoulders as you continue to pound him against the couch, claiming what's his in a rough and powerful union. Finn can't believe how much this feels like surrender; giving himself up completely to your dominance.

And yet, he doesn't want it any other way tonight... not when he gets to feel so incredibly desired like this. "Oh fuck... yes..."

His back arches off the couch as your hands slap against his ass cheeks, each impact driving him wild with pleasure. He cries out incoherently, lost to the sensation of being taken so roughly and completely by you. Finn digs his fingers into your shoulders harder, clinging on for dear life as you push him to the edge of orgasm over and over again.

The more he begs for mercy, the deeper you thrust, claiming every inch of his tight body until finally... his voice rasps hoarsely through gasped breaths, "I'm c-comin'-" His muscles tense and spasm as he comes, milking your cock with each convulsion. His moans echo through the room as pleasure washes over him in a series of intense waves.

Eventually, he falls back against the couch, panting heavily, his chest heaving as he tries to catch his breath. Finn looks up at you through half-lidded eyes, still trying to process everything that just happened between you. "Well... that was certainly something," he rasps, a sly grin spreading across his lips.