Bicurious roommates Ch 2 An escalation
- 3 years ago
- 31
- 0
Bicurious Roommates Ch.3 - Shower Hour free porn video
Thinking about it made my morning wood even harder and I couldn't resist stroking it and imagining his cock in my mouth again.
This was still just roommates helping each other out in this difficult time, right? I just used my mouth instead of my hands this time. That’s how I tried to justify my lust filled actions this time.
Unfortunately I was quickly interrupted by the alarm. I reluctantly stopped touching myself and got up to meet the new day.
Like the previous day, my roommate and colleague didn’t seem much different. Our greetings and conversations were pleasant and casual as always. We didn’t mention last night at all.
During the day, however, I feel like he was casually touching me more - a tap on the shoulder, a pat of the back. Every touch seemed longer lasting, gentler, more sensual. When I was washing the dishes, he came up from behind to grab a cup from the shelf, brushing up against me. He stood so close that I could feel the warmth of his body and smell his cologne.
I wasn’t sure if I was imagining it. Perhaps it had always been like this and it was just me noticing it for the first time. Or maybe he was like me - horny and without a chance to get a release yet.
I pushed these thoughts out of my mind and continued my usual schedule. We hadn’t talked about doing anything together tonight and tomorrow will be Saturday anyhow. We’d both have ample opportunity to take care of our morning urges.
Later that evening, after a workout in our little gym room, I headed to the bathroom to have a shower. Deep in my own thoughts, I hadn’t noticed the sound of running water from the water, and walked in the door.
He stood there, completely naked, checking the shower temperature with his hand. He turned around, unperturbed, and casually asked me:
“Hey, did you finish your workout already?”
He had caught me off guard, as we always locked the door when we were showering.
For a moment I was speechless, just looking at him. I was again reminded how much bigger he was than me - over a head taller, wide backed, thick armed. I realised I hadn’t seen him without an erection before. Even in this soft form, hanging between his muscular thighs, it was as big as mine when I’m erect.
“Come on then,” he said as he slid open the shower curtain and smiled at me, “I’ll help you get cleaned up.”
“Hah, sure!” I replied, thinking he’s probably just joking, and stepped in.
Maybe he’s being polite, letting me use the shower first. I had just come from a workout after all.
As I was pulling up my shirt, however, I felt his hands grasp my ass again, as he slid down my pants along with my underwear with one smooth motion.
Within seconds, we were looking at each other, fully nude together again. This was more than just being polite, I was sure now.
Knowing where this was going, I started to feel aroused, my dick quickly starting to swell with excitement
I quickly entered the shower, hoping he wouldn’t notice, and he entered after me.
We stood so close to each other, our bodies touching, in the small cramped stall. Hot relaxing water from the top rained on our bodies and I could feel his chest rub against my back. I felt something hot graze my butt as he leaned in to grasp the soap in front of me.
Before I could confirm what it was, I felt his large soapy hands rubbing me. Starting the soft scrubbing from my shoulders, he slowly moved down to my sides and my chest. Rather than just clean my body, what he was doing felt more like an erotic soapy massage.
He pulled me close, embracing me from behind, and continued his gentle steady movements.
I let out a sudden stifled moan as he slid his fingers over nipples.
“Ah, the weak spot.” I heard his quiet voice inches away from my ear.
For a while, he continued teasing my nipples, eliciting more moans while I wriggled in pleasure between his powerful arms.
After applying some more soap, his arms started going lower - on to my waist and thighs. His movements were becoming more firm and forceful, grinding my soapy body into his. I could now feel his large erection grinding against my ass.
I felt my mind slowly filling with lust. He started massaging my inner thighs now and it felt ecstatic. But what I really wanted was him to touch my cock, but I couldn’t say it out loud.
As if sensing this, a moment later he moved one hand to stroke my cock, while the other was gently massaging my balls.
“Yes…” I couldn’t resist moaning..
I felt my orgasm building while he stroked and caressed me, but then suddenly he stopped.
“Need to wash your back now,” he said, turning me around and squeezing more soap on his hands.
I rested my head on his chest as he pulled me into a tight embrace. He angled his large manhood downwards so it would grind into mine as he glided his soapy hands up and down my back. With each slide down, he was getting lower and lower until my butt was firmly grasped in his hands.
He started squeezing my cheeks, massaging them and pulling me upwards to grind me more strongly on his thick cock.
“Mmm.. your butt is amazing,” I heard him moan in my ear. “I have to make sure it’s properly cleaned.”
He continued his massage, slowly pulling my cheeks apart while doing it.
“Nnnngh!” I suddenly yelped out in surprise, as he slid a soapy finger over my anus. The sensation was alarming but also shot a tinge of pleasure through my body.
“Sssh… I’ll just clean it,” he said, pulling me tighter and continuing to rub the area, now with his middle and ring fingers.
I wanted to protest, but also felt like I trusted him not to go too far. I wanted to show him this trust. I said nothing and just let him take charge.
He kept his word, gently massaging circles around my hole with his fingers, never trying to go further. The feel of his fingers combined with the idea of submitting my body to him was intoxicating.
After a while he stopped the water and whispered into my ear: “Daddy’s dick needs some extra cleaning.”
He put his hand on my shoulder to motion me down on my knees. I followed his guidance without hesitation and found myself facing his thick throbbing cock.
Knowing what he wanted, I grabbed it and started licking it. Working my tongue up and down the underside, I steadily moved to work the balls. I gently slid my tongue over them, put them in my mouth and carefully sucked on them, while stroking his shaft.
The hot steam filled shower stall was now filled his moans and wet sounds:
“Oh yeah, just like that…”
I then moved back up to the thick head of his dick, licking and sucking it before finally putting it in my mouth. My mind was clouded by desire. I wanted to take more of his cock up my mouth, I wanted to please him, to make him cum.
He put his hand on the side of my face, my cheek in his palm and motioned me upwards.
“Look up at me,” he commanded.
I did as he said and met eyes with him. His look was that of intense lust and controls.
“Suck daddy’s cock like a good boy,” he said and started to guide me up and down his shaft.
I submitted to my desire and to him.
Gagging and drooling, I did my best to take as much of his cock down my throat.
He grabbed my hair and increased pace, while still in eye contact with me.
He rammed his cock deeper and deeper until I felt his balls hitting my chin and tears running down my eyes from the effort. I couldn’t believe I had fit the whole thing in my mouth.
He pulled out to give me a breather and then continued. His cock violently rammed in and out of my mouth. It pulsated and grew in my mouth and I did everything in my power to make him come.
Just when I thought he would, he stopped and pulled me up to my feet. I was a bit unsteady from the intense mouth fucking I was being submitted to. Seeing that, he picked me up and started carrying me out of the room.
“Where are we–” I started to ask, but he didn’t reply.
Seconds later he placed me down on my back in the large bed in his bedroom. He had a bottle of lube on the nightstand, he applied some on his hand and then climbed on top of me. One of his hands was next to my face, holding him upright, while with the other, he took hold of both our rigid cocks. He then started moving into me, grinding our dicks together, as if he was fucking me.
I rocked back and forth under his thrusts as he picked up speed. He was really getting into it.
The pleasure I felt was incredible and the room was filled with the sounds of our moans.
Soon enough, I was once again close to orgasm from his continuous thrusts.
Before it could happen, he stopped, grabbed me and turned around to his back.
I was now on top of him, straddling him. There was no need for words, I knew what he wanted and I wanted it too.
I grabbed our lubed up cocks, I had to use both hands to grip them both, and started pumping my hips up and down as if I was riding him. As I picked up speed, I felt like I was going into a sort of lust filled frenzy. My moans went higher and louder as I continued to move.
“Yeah, ride daddy’s cock,” he said, between grunts of pleasure.
He grabbed my ass with two hands and started kneading my cheeks as continued moving my hips.
After a while he stopped me for an instant and applied more lube. He then pulled me down lying on top of him, our cocks tightly touching. With my arms on his chest and his hands planted again on my butt he started to thrust his hips, rubbing our cocks together, now without hands to grip them.
This position, combined with his hands massaging by ass and his strong and fast thrusts, made me moan even louder.
We were again getting close to orgasm and I felt that all the new sensations were starting to overwhelm me. I needed to come soon. I wanted to bring him over the edge too. I figured I had found a weak point of his own that would take him there.
“Please daddy, come for me, “ I pleaded between my moans, while looking him in the eyes.
It aroused him more than I thought. While thrusting even more vigorously, he placed one of his hands on the back of my head and pulled me in for a kiss. Surprised, but too overwhelmed and filled with lust, I let it happen. My mouth. open for a moan. was now sealed with his. Our tongues were frantically swirling around each other as we both reached powerful orgasms within seconds.
He continued to kiss me and massage my ass while we squirted hot streams of cum. The orgasm seemed endless. By the time it was over, I was so exhausted that only I managed to roll on my back, before falling asleep.
Hope you liked this story, let me know if you did! -->
Oceana
- 28.04.2021
- 29
- 0
Bicurious roommates Ch 1 Yeah I told you was a pretty hot video
- 4 years ago
- 34
- 0
Bicurious roommates Ch 4 Submission in the Dark
- 3 years ago
- 37
- 0
