My parents are quite rich, so when I started off college they insisted on buying me an apartment to live at. With the condition that I get a roommate whose rent would cover my living. So it was a pretty win/win solution for me.
Naturally, I was responsible of the recruiting process too. Never did I imagine that the senior from our school, so-called "prodigy" of our schools rugby team, Daniels Nicholson would be applying for the spot.
After noticing Daniels' name in my email, I didn't even give the other applications a glance.
Daniels had just turned turned 18 years old last month, there was still some damage on our walls from that party to prove that. He had blond curly hair, but kept the sides short. His stubble had grown just enough to make his jawline even sharper than it already was.
His body was built to slam anyone on the ground, there were very few who got past him in the rugby matches he played tight-end as. Daniels' biggest advantage definitely was his gigantic body, being two meters (6'5'') tall and about 240 lbs (108 kg) heavy. Even amongst his jock teammates he stood out.
So yeah, when I picked him as my roommate… I might've been a little partial.
But the real blessing was when the mandatory quarantine got announced and going outside was completely prohibited for the time being. Having someone like him to stare at 24/7 with no outside interference?
Yes please.
Ever since his birthday party last month, where he was drunkenly asked "if he'd ever fuck a dude" and he had answered with "under the right circumstances", I had gotten obsessed with creating those named "right circumstances".
Last week Daniels' short term girlfriend broke up with him, because she found out that he had cheated on her at the previously mentioned birthday party, where she couldn't come to. This information might've been leaked by yours truly: me. As it was quite essential for the rest of my plan to work.
Having lived with Daniels for half a year, I knew exactly how horny he got when he's single: he jerks off MINIMUM of twice a day. It's very obvious on how vocal he gets with the moaning and the grunting.
And on the days when he bothers to cover that up: his balls slapping against his thighs is a sound I always recognise. I've often jerked myself off to sleep listening to that sound.
I always made sure to keep very quiet being in my own room, so that Daniels' wouldn't EVER notice how thin the wall separating our rooms actually is.
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Day one of the quarantine and Daniels had already been single for a week, this by my calculations already equaled to four times a day of jerking it for Daniels.
I knew forced abstention would never be enough to push a straight jock into trying to fuck a freshman guy like me. So I added water to the dam, by buying Viagra from my weed dealer before the quarantine… quite a bit of it too. I ground up those blue pills and little by little, started to add it to all of the supplements he takes. Whey protein… SPIKED Keratin… SPIKED Some electrolyte powder? That too! Even the spirulin I mixed with the blue addative!
First two days I added only a little, and I didn't notice much of a difference… but by the third day, Daniels spent the whole day in his own room - excluding the multiple long showers he took that day. That's also when I managed to sneak a little web camera right next to his bed. And boy… did I get a show that evening.
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Daniels came from the showers as I saw his door open through the camera and he was already fully nude, holding the towel in cockily in his hand. His whole being covered the doorway from his length to his broad shoulders. His muscular pecs made his chest look even wider and his abs were visible despite of Daniels being on a "bulk". His V led right onto his throbbingly red member that he had been jerking off for hours already.
He just gently nudged the door behind with his feet, seemingly leaving it a little cracked. He crashed on his bed and grabbed his phone nonchalantly as I stared in awe through my screen. "Let's see…" Daniels mumbled to himself. "Since you can't seem to be getting enough, how 'bout a lil' edging session for old times sake, eh?" Daniels apparently spoke to his member.
For a while, Daniels just played with his body. He ran his hands all over his pecs, every now and then pinching his nipples. Time to time his hands ran down, but he only played with his balls during so.
After about half an hour of just browsing through his phone, Daniels turned towards his nightstand, and for a second I got scared he saw the hidden camera. But instead, what he pulled out was a clear fleshlight from his nightstand. I watched mesmerised as Daniels' cock stood up strongly as he placed the toys entrance on his cock head and started making small circles. I heard his pleasure filled moan through the the wall we share, followed with shaking "christ, that feels so good".
I jizzed my pants in that moment, as I saw him enjoy entering the clear plastic tube so much. I muffled my own hands-free orgasm and kept following the show without missing a blink. Daniel just kept drawing a small O with the toy, enjoying the sensation on his tip.
This kept going for another half an hour. Daniels liked his foreplay long it seemed, but I wasn't minding at all; I could've watched this all day. It was like his hand spinning was hypnotising me, it was the only thing I could follow. Just round and round and…
Then he started changing up the rhythm, pulling his head out and flexing the dick to get it fully hard. He thrusted the tip of his dick back inside the toy, but made sure not to go past the bellend. This kept going on seemingly for a long time, but when his dick was about quarter in, I noticed it. On every thrust, Daniels went just sliiightly deeper than on the previous one.
What a stud this man was for having such mental will to do it so slowly though… On each of his thrusts to pull out out, flex the cock and controllably push it back inside, but only so slightly. I couldn't but to imagine how good it would've felt to be in that toy's place as my hands travelled to my hole. I just wanted to be a toy for Daniels to use.
As the second full hour passed, Daniels was at a point where his whole cock filled the toy from bottom to top and it still wasn't enough to cover his whole member. Holy hell, was his cock proportionate to his body: huge. Daniels however was visibly annoyed by this fact, but kept going still.
Learning he likes patters, I soon noticed his second one. Daniels' having gone as deep as he could, now continued with a very slow but steady pace that started accelerating steadily. His delicious looking meat glistened as it slowly dragged itself out of the plastic hole and as slowly pushed itself back inside forcefully.
Thinking back, I hadn't seen Daniels use lube at all. Could that all really be his precum alone? The dude actually precums so much that he doesn't need lube? I felt my own cock twitch sharply as it started to trickle cum, as I reached my second orgasm. Again, I had cum Just from adoring this grade-A beef masturbate.
I felt my head spin in a whoozy extacy as I keep staring at the screen, mesmerised by the stud on my screen I was spying unknowingly to him. The precum that he used as lube was now splashing all over his abs as Daniels speed increased. He was now hammering down on the poor industrial plastic tube against his cock, like it had made him angry for not being big enough for accommodate him and it was his job to make sure it would in the future.
I wanted to be that toy so bad.
"I'm gonna fucking cum soon", I hear him speak out gaspingly in the next room. "Too bad this is gonna go to waste, because…" Daniels groaned. "I feel like it's a huge one. Some slut out there would so love to swallow this up…" I wanted to scream I volunteer, like I was in the hunger games, so hard.
I wanted to be that slut he'd be feeding his load to.
"Open wide…" Daniels moaned and I instinctively obeyed in my own room, sticking my own fingers into my mouth. "Here it…" Daniels basically screamed, pulled the fleshlight off and let his whole three hours pent up edging session begin in very strong eruption.
As I watched the first strings of cum shoot out, I had my third orgasm in synchrony with him. My cum leaked through the two fabrics I was wearing and on to the floor in front of me.
"…CUMS!" He continued to finish his sentence after my orgasm was already fading. Apparently the spurts of cum he had shot so far, were just beginning. His cock grew visibly larger and his balls pulled up a little bit as his cock spewed out so much semen, that a pool started forming on his navel, abs, between his pecs AND making a huge wet splotch around him on the sheets.
"Hhhhooollly fucking fuck fuck!!" Daniels said twitching, as he made one final thrust through the toy, pushing it all the way inside with one strong motion. The toy let out a desperate sound of creeeeaKK-SNAP as the plastic cup around the soft see-through silicone cracked.
As the plastic shards fell, Daniels was still spewing out cum with his dick piercing through the now only a silicone sleeve of a toy. I sat there drool dripping from my mouth as I watched my roommates body slowly relax. Without even bothering to pull his dick out of the sore-excuse of a toy, Daniels started to drift asleep.
…Day three seemed like a promising quarantine so far.
Even though day three had already provided more jerk off material than I needed for the rest of the quarantine, I knew I could push it further. Way further. I woke up early in the morning to see if my camera was still recording.
Had we paid our electric bill? Yes, we had.
Daniels laid there asleep on his stomach. His delts were like two bowlings balls. It's lucky for him that rugby doesn't use much equipment, since he would have to custom make everything to fit that amazing body of his.
Talking about round globes… Daniels muscular, defined ass looked amazing in the morning sunshine that creaked through the blinds. His calvins had wedgied between his ass cheeks, which made it look like he was wearing a thong. As he laid there like that, covered and surrounded by cum, my mind started to wander off…
I was woken up from my daydream when I noticed Daniels hips start to move, as he humped the bed in his sleep. He was eventually woken up by his phone making a sound, which he picked up and then lit up into a grin. This was followed by him starting to take countless pictures of him starting to unveil his glorious morning wood.
Daniels was obviously snapchatting someone. No… definitely multiple people, judging by the sheer amount of pictures and videos he started taking. He was flexing and doing the move, where you slowly pull down your boxers to make your dick smack against your stomach. …he did it multiple times, from multiple angles, too. Again, not complaining.
I wanted to be in the receiving end of those snaps and dms he was sending… and that gave me an idea for a next step. I made multiple fake accounts, catfishes, in every social media I could think of, and started spamming Daniels through out the day.
I made sure to end every interaction before "the good stuff" with some kind of note and nudge towards how "I can't come now, because of quarantine" or "lol, too bad we in lockdown". Just to cock tease Daniels that tiny bit more.
Out of the 28 accounts I made, 9 led to some sexting with just text, 5 resulted to some pictures and 2 awarded me with videos. Over half of my contacts had resulted into some sexual interaction, but from my hidden camera I could see that most of his attention STILL went to other people and/or internet.
It was unbelievable how humongous his libido was. Of course the viagra worked its magic here. But it didn't explain how Daniels was just seeking his own pleasure and next conquest in all of this. He had been masturbating pretty much 24 hours now, but just seeked for more instead of stopping and wondering what was happening. Like a mustang in heat.
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Day five came and I sat in the kitchen, drinking coffee and taking a little break. I had done nothing but stared at my statuesque roommate through a spy camera and spammed him with lewd messages day and night, but I was still exhausted. Exhausted but overjoyed.
I heard a door open and Daniels soon walked into the kitchen. We hadn't really seen each other for two days at all, to be honest. And he looked like he hadn't seen the shower for a day (well I knew this was true). I could see the cumstains on his biceps and I just found one more reason to why I wanted to lick them.
"'Sup dude?" Daniels said smirking and went for the pot of coffee. He was wearing his Rugby shorts with an oversized tanktop that showed his obliques. When he walked and the wind pressed against his rag-of-a-shirt, I could recognise that he was still hard. He had just tucked it under the waistband of his shorts. He couldn't really think that would be enough to hide that enormous cock of his?
My question was right away answered as I saw his hand point at his crotch. I realized that I had stared just a second too long and gotten caught. Amateur mistake, but can you blame me? "Oh this? Ya man, I dunno. This quarantine shit's got me all hot and bothered", Daniels said, playing it all casual. Luckily he wasn't as smart as he was strong, the dude honestly thought it was just hormones.
To top this, he quickly flashed me the tip of his swollen cock by swiping off sweat with the hem of his shirt. "Can't really hide a real man's cock like this, ya know?" Daniels laughed nonchalantly. I laughed awkwardly, not knowing how to react. I knew it was just banter he must've thrown to all his teammates, but it got me instantly hard. I gripped my coffee and pulled the chair closer to the table to hide my rising dick, which probably wasn't even half as big as Daniels.
He leaned against the table so, that just his ass was resting on it. Like a cake on the shelf. If I would've moved my hand just a little, I could've sneaked a touch… I got startled when Daniels spoke again. "These bitches got me all worked up, claiming they cannot sneak 'ere for a quick ride…" Daniels complained to himself, with angry undertone in his voice. "…I just need a hole to fill, is all going to waste…" I heard Daniels mutter, before he loudly slurped the coffee. Straight from the pot too.
"Anyway, thanks for the coffee", Daniels said and walked off to the living room. I stole couple of quick glances when he walked away and noticed that his shirt had a wet sploch on it. His precum leaked through the shirt he had bothered to put on. I almost came in my briefs, but managed to subside it.
I had to get my hands on his clothes in the following days.
———
I had an undying sly smile on my face, having heard (and seen!) out loud how frustrated Daniels was getting. But it wasn't the only thing I had in mind for him, because I had already done something else to increase his frustration…
This morning I was messing with our internet settings a little bit, making it considerably slower. I tested couple of videos from various sites, twitter for example took forever to just load a six second clip. Youtube worked if you returned to the 2000's and set the quality to 240p. The snapchat which Daniels had sent to "me" (one of the catfishes from yesterday), took almost a minute to load.
Perfect, I thought. Having seen how Daniels was obviously somewhat porn addicted, constantly scrolling and jumping from clip to clip.
"The fuck! Have you paid the internet bill? I cant play CoD online", Daniels shouted, having noticed the effects of my tinkering right away apparently.
Not my intention, but this made me realise that he couldn't even distract himself from his undecending cock, thanks to our "internet issues". I gleed inwardly, because I knew this would result into more jerking off on his behalf.
"They must be reducing the bandwidth because everybody is in quarantine, you know. Overload in all of the servers", I answered with a generic answer. "Even Netflix is dropping everybody's quality because they have so much traffic", I packed up my claim with a fact that I had read in the morning.
All I heard was "FUCK!" and the slamming of his rooms door. Another happy sound escaped from my mouth.
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I still needed a break from constantly spying the hot jock in his room, so when I noticed the playstation running in the living room, I decided to stay there and game for a few. I laid on the beanbag, chose the Zombie mode for CoD and started doing my run.
Daniels didn't spend too much time in his room this time, having probably noticed that the slow internet affected his endless porn browsing too. Daniels came to the living room and sat on the sofa behind me. "Mind if I play a round or two?" He said, pausing my game with a second controller and returing me to the lobby without even waiting for an answer. "Apparently I don't", I mumbled and selected co-op.
We started smashing buttons in pretty mutual silence and got to round 20 pretty easily. Around then, I started noticing how Daniels character just sometimes stopped and stood still for a while, before doing something useful. During so I also felt a buzz on my phone from time to time.
We barely got to round 23, before eventually dying. It pissed me off, because the only reason for that was Daniels' being afk (afc?) half of the game. Not that I would've ever said that out loud to him, though.
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I took my phone from the pocket of my hoodie. The screen lit up and I saw 3 notifications from snapchat. From Daniels. "!" I was still logged in as one of the catfishes that I had created. Holy fuck, was he sending out nudes while… sitting behind me on the sofa? I quickly slammed my phone in front of me, to hide it with my narrow torso. From this angle, Daniels didn't see my screen since he sat right behind me.
It took me all of my willpower to not start humping the bean bag under me. My butt did wiggle a little on its own, out of pure excitement, but I tried to control it as much I could.
"Wanna play another one?" Daniels had the nerve to suggest after leaving us to die after the first session. Of course, I agreed though. This was too good to pass up.
The game started and the first rounds were so slow that I had plenty of time to open snapchat and check out the messages Daniels had sent to his list of "ladies" in there. With how cocky he was, I'm surprised he didn't post them straight to his Story. Luckily I was one of the lucky ones, unbeknownst to him of course.
The first picture was just a selfie of himself. In it he sat on the sofa, man spreading and sticking his tongue out. His thighs looked so thick and I just wanted to be squeezed between them. You could also clearly recognise the the outline of his boner next to the controller that was on his thigh.
Next picture popped up on the screen after a minute (who has the timer set on a minute anyway? I did stare at it the whole duration though…). The second snap had the controller between his legs, with the knob of his dick peeking out from his shorts. It was one of those boomerang videos, which looped themselves. You could see his dick throb and stretch the fabric of his training pants, while a goop of precum dripped straight onto the controller.
My back arched itself from excitement, I knew I would end up licking that controller afterwards. I could see my own feet in the corner of the moving picture, which turned me on even more. I was literally in my own jerk off material right now. His arrogant ass on the other hand didn't even care I was in the same room, lying on the ground in front of him whilst we were supposed to be gaming together.
Third snap was a clip of Daniel letting his spit drip from his mouth on top of his cock. He had also pulled his shorts all the way down to his knees, meaning I could've just turned around right now and catch him. I wasn't going to, tho'. In the clip he showed a glance of me laying on the ground and the tv, with the caption "got a bit distracted lol, hope he doesnt notice".
My dick was twitching so bad in my shorts. The only way I could avoid cumming on the spot, was to lift my hips so that my own twitching cock didn't rub against the beanbag under me.
"Hey, pay attention, they're breaking through the barricades downstairs", Daniels kicked me in my soles. "Shit…!" I got startled awake. I suddenly felt how fast my heart was beating. The blood was rushing all over my body and I started to lose the track of my thoughts. I managed to bring my attention to the tv eventually.
Looking closer at the reflection in the tv screen though…
I managed to very faintly see Daniels outline in it. His hands were between his legs and…
I went to a darker area in the game to make the reflection a little better.
His cock was definitely pulled out, as it kept subtly bouncing like a fishing rod trying to catch a bait. He wasn't jerking or touching it, it seemed like he was focusing on the game. Since his avatar also moved. But his cock kept bouncing never the less. He must've flexed it purposefully.
His hands were on the controller, sure. But so were his balls, as he played with the controller basically at his crotch.
Every time he stopped ingame, I paid more attention to the reflection. I could see Daniels hand go to his cock, he also picked up his phone which was more obvious from light.
The next video I received made my heart almost stop, when it eventually loaded. It was Daniels cock in all of its glory, wet from precum and saliva as he jerked it off slowly with his thumb and pointer finger, sometimes his other hand went for the controller briefly, it was a long video.
The real kicker was the caption: "this quarantine got even my roomie look suggestive" as the camera panned upwards in the video. It showed me laying on top of the beanbag chair. My back was arched and my ass pointing slightly upwards (for reasons), with the cloth of my shorts having wedgied between my cheeks. Even I, myself, had to admit it was a flattering picture.
HOLY. FUCK.
And the clip continued for a while with him jerking off to my backside, showing clearly both me playing CoD and Daniels viagra-pumped straight cock getting jerked.
It was hard for me to keep myself together, hiding the phone behind my laying torso. I just wanted to pull down my pants right there and let him have his way. But for the sake of my plan to actually proceed, I had to keep strong.
The video ended after about two minutes in and right after I heard muffled, very quiet, moaning behind me, with few escaped ball slapping sounds (which he apparently tried to hide for once).
To be honest, it sounded like someone trying to muffle a scream after hitting their toe into a corner. I knew better.
I tried to look at the screens reflection as hard as I could, but there was no way I could see any details. I just heard his deep held in sexy grunts as he started unloading his balls right behind me.
Then I felt it on the sole of my feet, a drop.
Holy fuck holy fuck, Daniels was definitely cumming. ON. ME.
I felt even bigger drop land on my right calf and I just couldn't hold it myself either. I felt my own orgasm coming and I just tensed everything in my lower body, managing to make it one of the ejaculations where it kinda just trickles out slowly.
My heart pounded faster than ever and I didn't know how to react, so I just pretended like I couldn't notice it over the game sounds. Since Daniels tried to muffle his sounds, I assumed he would be just dumb enough to think that the gunshots he faked in the game would cover his deep grunting sounds.
The sexy heaving he was making got combined with that wet, splashy sound that comes after you cum. And having seen Daniels' loads… his tank top was probably soaking wet.
I heard the deep breathing behind me start to calm over the next minute. The reflection also showed me Daniels stripping his shirt and rubbing it all over his body, even trying to wipe the sofa behind him. Gee, how considerate.
Eventually the jock grabbed the controller and his ingame character started moving again. Daniels actually managed to save me from a zombie horde right after, as I had gotten distracted for some reason. I was still collecting myself from the overdose of mental images my brain was blastered with.
"T-Thanks", I muttered. "No problem bro", Daniels replied and suddenly he was on fire, slaying everything in his way at the game.
Since my focus had been elsewhere for the start of the week, I had decided to take cleaning of the apartment as my duty for today. Inspired by Daniels caption about my ass looking QUOTE suggestive END QUOTE, I had taken that feedback to heart and decided to turn it on one hundred. For the rest of the quarantine, I made sure to always wear either a thong or jockstrap.
I had picked a jock to wear today, because it seemed like the less embarrassing option. On top of them, I pulled those adidas pants that everybody has. They were very snug on me, as I had bought them size smaller on purpose. I could trace the outline of the strap's that pulled my cheeks together.
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But I wasn't the only one wearing tight clothes. Daniels walked past the living room, his Levi's were hugging his thighs and you could see the stretch fabric struggling to hold itself together, especially around his ass.
You see, earlier that week I had also tinkered with the washing machine a little bit. Apparently if you changed the settings to only wash with hot water, it caused clothes to shrink. Who would've known?
I admired how Daniels ass looked in the stretched-out Denim as he walked. He was still on his self-claimed "bulk season", which meant that he did have at least some body fat in the sculped body of his. His round booty jiggled just slightly as he took his heavy steps, and I was hypnotised by it on every footstep,
Daniels shirt wasn't any looser either. His white t-shirt gave you clear view to let you count his abdominal muscles. All eight of them. Daniels clothes tended to be very slim fitting already, but these looked like second skin on him. Words can't even describe how amazing he looked in it.
Daniels stopped in front of a mirror to flex. You could hear a silent SNAP SNAP SNAP from the hems on his sleeves. "Shiiit, rest really gets your muscles lookin swol", Daniel said, admiring his own body in the reflection.
He took out his phone and took few selfies. In few of them, he grabbed his boner which was very obvious. The tight Levi's he was wearing hid NOTHING. When he squeezed the shaft, you could see the outline on the blue denim enlarge even more.
A wet spot started forming where his tip was. The amount of precum Daniels produced drove me wild.
The jock was so entranced by his own body in the shrunken down clothes that he didn't even notice me drooling in the background.
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Carrying on with the cleaning that day, I made sure to always be leaning on to something. Every time Daniels walked past me, I arched my back a little bit more to give my booty that little "pop".
When I saw him go to the bathroom, I got on all fours and started cleaning behind the radiators. First time for everything, I guess! I had grabbed the smallest brush I could find and started scrubbing behind them.
I heard Daniels exit the bathroom and his footsteps stomp behind me, which absurdly stopped about mid room by the sound of them. I acted like something had gotten stuck behind the radiator and pushed my face down in the ground, trying to see behind the heaters. I stayed on my knees, but curved my back as low as I could.
I kept the act up for about a minute, with my face down on the ground and ass shaking in the air. I mumbled stuff like "C'mon" and "Get out already", to make the acting a little more believable.
The whole time I felt Daniels intimidating presence just standing there in the room, silently standing still. I had no idea what he was doing, was he looking at me? Was his hands wandering around? Was he taking more pictures, like yesterday?
The unknowing caused my own dick to throb.
When I finally succeeded in whatever I was pretending to do, I rose from the ground level and returned to my position on being on all fours. I heard Daniel groan something behind me as he almost immediately walked away after.
I took that as a sign that my plan was working so far.
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Around noon, I had moved to the kitchen where I was sorting shelves. I made sure to pull my jockstrap up just slightly, so that it would peek teeny bit from under my Adidas. My shirt I tucked into my pants, making sure it wouldn't hide my jockstrap framed butt.
Daniels came in to make an another protein smoothie after about fifteen minutes of me tidying the kitchen.
"Crap", I hadn't taken to consideration that he might make multiple ones in one day. The dosing of the added viagra in his supplements seemed to already be quite enough.
I almost pitied the hunks throbbing cock in those Levi's. The denim was stretched to its limits and his huge boner looked like it was about burst out through the fabric. With double dosing of the viagra, his monster cock might just rip a hole in those jeans. I would not be surprised, having seen it.
He chugged down his drink as I stood on my tiptoes to get something from the top shelves. I didn't actually need anything from there, but it gave me a good reason to lean against the counter and perk up my butt.
I felt him get behind me when his hand suddenly reached past my head, towards the top shelves. "This?" Daniels asked, pointing at a jar. Apparently he was trying to help me. He did have the length advantage over me after all, as he was at least a feet taller than me.
"No, the one at the back", I said, heat flushing over my cheeks immediately. All four of them.
He pushed against me to reach deeper into the cabinet. With him being so tall, his chest reached the back of my head. His pecs were so muscular, that my neck just fit right in between them. Daniels' shirts fabric was stretched so thinly, that I could feel the warmth of his skin against mine.
At the same time, I felt his denim restrained bulge rub against the curve of my back. I pushed myself as high as I could with my tippy toes, for his bulge to rub closer to my ass instead.
"Ah shit, even my tallness isn't enough", Daniel complained, while trying to reach the back of the top shelf from behind me.
He smashed me harder against the counter in attempt to close the distance. This caused my body to rise and my toes got lifted from the ground. My hip bones got smashes against the marble counter, which hurt quite a bit, but pain was the least of my thoughts at this moment. I could feel his rock hard bulge rub against the waistband of my jockstrap, so definitely knew it was visible.
"Almost…" Daniels said, seemingly struggling. He put his hand on my shoulder and pinned me down against the counter to push himself higher.
"…got…" Daniels leaned against my body with his whole weight now. His cock aligned between my cheeks and the sensation caused my whole body to shiver. I could feel his pulse through his cock by how it was throbbing to the beat of his heart. I turned into a puddle inside and my face had this stupid gleeful grin on it.
"…IT!" Daniels rejoiced. His hips pushed against my ass one last time and apparently one of his jeans buttons had gotten caught on my jockstrap's waistband, because when he pulled back it snapped against the low of my back. It sent out chills all over my body and I let out a little whimper as response.
Danields grabbed the jar and pulled back. Way too fast for my liking.
I was left there on the counter, with my ass pointing upwards as my toes reached the ground again. Daniels slammed down the jar, in front of me, which also caused me to flinch back into reality.
I quickly pushed myself up from the counter. "Thanks…" is all I managed to whisper.
Daniels just snickered and patted me on the ass in a bro type of way, before walking out of the kitchen without saying anything else.
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Afterwards I did rush to my room to see what was going on. Sadly the hidden camera, I had installed into his room, seemed to have connection problems. The slow internet trick I had done, must've affected this too, since it just read "UNABLE TO CONNECT".
I whispered few curse words as I pondered about reversing the internet speed, but I couldn't risk the chance of Daniels having the outlet of porn for his disposal.
After a quick (and I mean VERY quick, with the mental image of Daniels basically humping me) jerk off session, I returned back to being a house spirit. As one didn't have much else to do, still being in quarantine with barely no internet.
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Next in my cleaning list was the bathroom, which didn't have much to do to be honest. But hearing the door of Daniels' room open once again, I quickly grabbed an used toothbrush, got on my knees and started scrubbing between the tiles.
Another thing I would've never done, but every opportunity to impose myself on my sexually deprived straight roommate, I surely abused. I pulled my jockstrap a little higher and pointed my ass towards the door as I heard footsteps getting closer.
"Doin' some spring cleanin'?" I heard Daniels' voice from behind me (this was becoming a habit I could get used to).
Before I had a chance to even answer, I heard a sound anybody would recognise as urinating. The pee his the water in the toilet in such pressure, that it sounded like a waterfall, which startled me at first.
I replied with something generic, as I stole a quick glance from what was going behind me. Daniels was standing there three feet away from the toilet, leaning forward by holding on to the wall in front of him - basically planking in 45 degree angle, with his eyes closed.
Looking down, I noticed exactly why he was holding this pose.
His cock was hanging from the zipper of his Levi's, with the top button still closed. From this I could only assume he was going commando under the jeans. Makes sense since there surely wasn't any room for underwear in his painted on jeans. You could see every single muscle on his ripped jock body, despite the clothing. It was the perfect combination of letting you enjoy both the wrapping AND the gift at the same time.
The view I had on his enormous half hard dick and that denim wrapped bubble butt made me want to crawl in front of him with my tongue out, like a dog begging for bone.
It was the first time that I had seen him sport a semi this week, but even now Daniels had to point it down wards to hit the bowl. Considering how much Viagra he had in his blood, it must've taken all his willpower to keep it only at that.
Immediately as I saw Daniels head lift I turned my own attention back to the tile wall and kept scrubbing innocently. I slid my knees wider, landing in a frog pose (if you're familiar with yoga) and started scrubbing the tile cracks on the ground level.
Soon enough I heard a sound every man can recognize. Pee splattering against the plastic rim and the lid of the toilet. "SHIT!" Daniels exclaimed, continued with more swearing, "Fuck!" I stole another quick glance as I heard the shouting.
Daniels was holding his now hardening cock down with both of his hands, as his stream still kept going. He tried to lean further towards the wall in attempts to aim better. Daniels muscles tensed as he forcefully pushed that huge cock downwards, with somewhat painful expression on that gorgeous stubbled face of his.
My eyes widened and I quickly shifted my gaze back forward, again, pretending like I didn't notice anything at all. Daniels flushed the toilet and washed his hands (Wash your hands!).
"I made a lil' mess, mind cleaning it up while ya at it? Thanks", Daniels asked, well more like ordered, since he left again without even waiting for my agreement.
Once I heard him gone, I took deep breaths after having held it in my shock. "Holy shit, holy shit. He was totally getting turned on by me", is all that was going through my head. I had to hold my chest to calm my heart down. The plan to cock tease the overly virile rugby hunk was totally working.
Having to clean up after his accident was nothing after a visual reward like that.
———
Later that evening Daniels approached me with a somewhat surprising request.
I laid on the sofa in the living room, reading through a textbook on my iPad, when he walked right next to me.
For like 15 seconds he just stood there silently. Without even turning my head I could see his rock hard cock in his skimpy ass jeans. It was pulled to the side and reached all the way to the right pocket and probably past it. His hands were hooked in the pockets by his thumb, which covered the tip of the cock.
It wasn't until he spoke up that I paid attention to him and turned my head from my tablet to him. As I laid on the sofa with my head right in front of his hips, it took all of my focus not to glance down. It was especially difficult, because from the corner of my eyes I could see him squeezing the tip of his dick.
"So…" Daniels spoke up, making this awkward cough that you do, when you're about to ask for a favor. "Remember at the party, where you mentioned…" Daniels started and my heart started pounding. "…those sleeping pills, man?" He continued and I got a little disappointed, to be honest, not expecting quite this sort of a plea. "I haven't gotten an eyeful of sleep in two days, because, well…" Daniels said and nudged down with his head. I took this social cue as a free pass to steal a glance.
I lowered my eyes and I could now see the whole thing right in front of my face. He had pulled his hand away from covering it, and I could see the shape of the bellend and the precum stain right next to it. As I followed it down to the narrowing base, I could even make out a vein on his cock through the light blue denim. His cock's shape reminded you of a baseball bat, how it got thicker towards the end.
It must've felt so good hitting your prost–
Daniels coughed and I brought my attention back up.
I again had that stupid, truly overjoyed grin on my face, which must have looked very dumb from his perspective.
What was he saying.
Oh yeah.
Sleep.
Pills.
"Yes I can give you pills", I blurted out, trying to quickly find an answer that was correct. "Great! Because I really need to sleep… like, RIGHT. NOW." Daniels said, really emphasizing towards the end, which caused me quickly to scram up from the sofa and go to my room to dig through the drawers.
Now, I want to say that for these, I do have a legitimate reason to own, since I do have difficulties sleeping sometime. I swear I didn't get these from the black market in hopes to "eyedrop" anyone.
Anyway. When I was prescribed these I was told to start with a half a pill and then take one if needed. When I first took them, half of one REALLY did knock me out for the whole night. One time I had apparently woken up in the middle of night, ordered a pizza and then fallen asleep right after. I had no recollection of that the next day.
I came back to the living room showing the box and Daniels was signaling for me to throw it, so I did. Immediately he started inspecting it. Luckily I had taken the prescription tag off. "So how many am I supposed to take?" Daniels asked, raising an eyebrow.
I pondered for a second of how honest I should be with my answer. In the end, deciding to be truthful… somewhat. "Well they suggest you start with one, but you're like twice the size I am, so…" I said in a leading manner. Daniels then popped one pill out of the packaging, thought for a few, then cracked out an another one. "I guess I'll take two", Daniels announced, having done exactly what I had hoped.
"Thanks man", he said and walked in to his room. I watched him disappear as he inattentively pushed the door closed. It got caught by the little beak of the lock and didn't close all the way, leaving it just slightly cracked. I expected it to get pushed closed right after, since Daniels kept his door usually locked, but it staid unclosed.
A moral tornado started rampaging in my head when I realized what was happening.
"I shouldn't…" I thought, but then quickly changed my mind.
"But maybe…" I paced in a small circle for a while.
Well, I had about an hour 'til the drugs even kicked in.
All I could do was wait.
I checked my phone. It had been 1 hour and 27 minutes since my straight, jock roommate had taken the two sleeping pills to help his insomnia (which was caused by the viagra that I had secretly slipped into his diet).
There was a small voice in my head which was telling me not to act on this.
Then I remembered the Levi's covered bulge, that had been waving right in front of my face just… 1 hour and 29 minutes ago.
I felt my mouth water as my doubt got lost in the lusty haze.
I got up from my bed and silently sneaked behind Daniels' door, feeling my heart beat thump on every footstep.
"…Daniels?" I whispered, then repeated it louder while pushing open the door, "Daniels! …You got mail", I made a backup excuse, just in case he wasn't asleep yet.
As the door creaked open, I could see him lying there. He had a cap on his head, which was pulled down to cover his face. The cap had the initials of our school on it.
I couldn't confirm that his eyes were closed due to the cap, but I definitely heard that heavy unconscious breathing. His muscular pecs rose as he breathed in deeply through the nose, and then out through his mouth, which made a steady hiss as the air escaped between his plump lips.
I pushed the door open all the way to see his whole body.
Daniels had his hands behind his head, which accentuated his biceps nicely. He had taken off his shirt and you could see his relaxed muscles still manage to stay looking rock solid.
"DANIELS!" I now shouted, for the last time.
…
Nothing.
Oh, shit. It was happening!
I was finally gonna be able to lay my hands all over the hunk that I had been drooling after, for the past half a year. All the cleaning after him, all the nights when he had a girl screaming under him in his room, all the shouting at his bros in voice chat at 2 am… He was gonna be finally rewarded for all that.
Having had him as an eye candy for these past six months had definitely been worth it, but now I also had him quarantined within the same four walls as me… It was like having a personal, living sculpting that I could admire any time I wanted.
And as I had deprived Daniels' from any other sexual outlets, it was only a matter of time until the straight stallion of a hunk would accept ANY hole to be his sex toy.
Which reminded me…
I went to Daniels night table, where I had seen him pull out his fleshlight from. I opened the top drawer and… BINGO! Not only did he have the broken fleshlight there, he apparently also had a backup one too.
Must've been a common occurrence that they got stretched out and broken by that gigantic cock of his. If he only had something more reusable at his disposal.
I took out those toys and hid them in my own room, now Daniels would only have his hands to use.
When I returned, Daniels had stayed there in the same position, unmoved, which reassured me enough that I dared to approach him. The way he had his hands behind his head almost made him look like he was waiting to be serviced.
That pleasant mist filled my thought again, making me forget everything else except the gorgeous view that laid before me. I smelt his strong sweat in the air, mixed with his masculine pheromones.
It was as if I felt his strong urges were calling upon me to be his release, through his musk, if that made sense.
Before I even realized, I was next to him on the bed, kissing his biceps gently. I kept his breathing in my mind when I started, but as I heard it stay unchanged, I braved to stuck my tongue out.
I gave the bicep, that I had just the other day seen be splattered with cum, a long lick. I wished in my mind that he hadn't shower since then. Since his skin tasted salty all over, I couldn't quite tell if it was cum, sweat or both.
All I knew was, that the taste was intoxicating.
My tongue traveled towards the strong musk that originated from his hairy pits and buried my nose there. He definitely hadn't showered since yesterday. His pits smelled like the locker room at school, a smell that always made my dick erect.
My body had moved on its own while I was entranced by the jock's natural scent. I had mounted his lap like I was about to ride him. I sat my ass against his boner as my hands rubbed all over his wide muscular chest. I had learned from the secret webcam show of mine, that Daniels liked his nipples played with, so I gave them a pinch.
My information was proved correct, as I felt his hips push against mine, lifting me off the bed momentarily. A deep, pleasure filled groan escaped from the lips of the jock, who was moving in his sleep under me. The animalistic sound sent shivers down my back.
My tongue kept traveling from his pits to his chest, freeing my hands to worship the rest of his shredded body. My fingers traced between the lines that were formed between the muscle mounds that were his six pack.
With my lips I started "biting" his nipples. Every time I did, I felt his bulge get thrust against my ass, encouraging me to keep going.
I knew how much Daniels liked his foreplay, so I made sure to keep at just this for the longest time. It was impressive how the unconscious jock had such a strong natural instinct to fuck, that hid body responded this strongly even when a sleep.
After about half an hour of having him just dry hump me, I pushed myself up from Daniels spectacular torso and pulled down my pants, revealing my bubble but in the light blue jockstrap I had worn the whole day.
Impatiently my hands went straight to his fly, pulling the upper button open forcefully and quickly unzipping the fly.
A loud SMACK sound filled the room when his cock sprung free from his skin tight jeans and slapped against my ass. I swear the sheer force of his cock thwacking against my ass was enough to make me bounce forward.
When I rebounded back, the tip of his cock was perfectly aligned with my hole.
"Holy fuck", I moaned as my cock released a goop of precum in the punch of my jockstrap.
What a fuck machine Daniels was, his body automatically managed to find your hole, despite his unconscious state. Not only that, but the warmth of his cocks tip was enough to make my boy cunt get wet.
His cock was throbbing against my hole, holding my cheeks apart with that anaconda size fick of his. I felt the precum drool from his cock on to my hole, as his quivering cock messaged my tight rim, wanting to push inside. I was moaning like one of Daniels sluts that I had heard on multiple occasion, sharing the thin wall that we did. At least now I understood how they felt.
I heard Daniels let out a snore as my body rested on top of his slumbering body.
I decided to be a little braver by grabbing Daniels forearms and guiding them on my hips. To keep them there, I slid them under the waistband of my jockstrap to be real clever.
The jocks natural instincts were awoken yet again, as his grip around my waist started to tighten. His hands were so big that when they wrapped around my waist, his fingertips connected. I tried to move myself, but felt myself completely in place in his hold.
I tried lifting myself with my knees, but his grip just grew stronger, holding me stationary in his lap.
I wasn't even able to even lower myself on his dick, which was the most frustrating part.
I tried struggling carefully, didn't manage to escape.
Then a little more forcefully, but still stayed locked in the grasp of the sleeping beast.
Looking down at his trained jock body, I realized the silver lining for my entrapment: His pecs and those perky nipples of his.
I placed my hands on his chest and started massaging all over. My fingers sunk into the pumped up pecs like hands to dough. His skin was so soft and youthfully plump, like the most expensive velvet.
My finger slid over Daniels nipple gently. His hips rose, making his dick slide between my crack and slobbering it all over with his overflowing precum.
The pleasant feeling excited me a little too much and the next time I passed his nipples, I decided to pinch them. The college jock's hips rose more sharply this time and the tip of his dick went straight into unexpecting hole.
The wave off pleasure get ruined by something, that could only be described as a spear of pain.
"FFF—" I brought both of my hands over my mouth to muffle the swear word, "–uggk". This was a grave mistake though, because my hands were the only thing stopping him from sliding further in my insides.
Tears formed in my eyes as another inch sunk into me. I quickly brought my hands back down on his chest in order to slow him down. I heard incomprehensible sleepy mumbling from Daniels, giving me at least the relief of knowing that I hadn't woken him up.
I gritted my teeth and tried to calm down with deep breaths. This was especially difficult because Daniels kept forcefully trying to shove his hips off of the bed. I obviously wasn't strong enough to stop him completely, only managing to slow him down.
During the next passing minute, another inch of Daniels monster cock sunk into my already sore hole. His dick flexed in joy of the new frontier he was conquering, which caused my hole to stretch further.
Reactively, I punched down my fist on his chest in pain. This was responded with disagreeing grunt as the fingers around my hips sunk in to my pale skin.
In one aggressive motion, I felt my hips get plunged downwards on Daniels shaft. The first half of his stout erect cock was the thickest (remember mentioning how it was shaped like a baseball bat?) and the most painful part. I could feel my insides stretch to their limits, to accommodate the invader.
Once his dick went past the half-way point it ALMOST felt relieving, as it did get less thicker towards the base.
This time I couldn't hold in the swearing as the word "MOTHERFUCKER!" escaped my lips.
"The fug" I heard Daniels mumble out in his slumberish state. His dominant hand pulled off my waist and went straight for my throat.
"Shit shit shit", Filled my mind. Daniels must've woken up because of my shouting.
"…fuckin' cock tease…", Daniels kept on murmurring.
"Shit shit, I'm so dead", I started to panic. Was he gonna find me literally on top of him?
"Fuck Lisa, you keep sending me all these thirsty snaps…" Daniels grip around my throat tightened and I felt my airflow weaken.
…Wait Lisa? Wasn't that Daniels' ex's name?
"…then sneak in to my room…" Daniels murmured sluggishly. His other hand was still on my hip, and it kept me pressed down while rubbing my pelvis against his. I let out a feminine whimper as I couldn't scream.
Daniels face was still covered by the cap he was wearing, but I realized what must've been happening here: Remember how I told you that I had ordered a pizza and forgotten about it, under the influence of the same pills?
I think a similar scenario was happening here, where Daniels was in a state between dream and awakeness.
The jocks tone got progressively more aggressive as he kept speaking in his sleep. "…you climb on top of me and then suddenly decide you don't want it anymore?" His cock started pulling out of me, starting to mix in some enjoyment with the pain.
"You're almost as big of a cock tease as my fag roomie…" Daniels mentioned me! Even in such manner, him even mentioning me sent out a wave of euphoria throughout my whole body. My cock started twitching, like it was in the brink of an orgasm.
That wave of pleasure combined to the lack of air my brain was getting, caused my whole body to start relaxing. My hole also started loosen up around his cock which, which had seemed like an impossible task.
"That's right you fuckin' cunt, relax that pussy around my cock", Daniels deep, angry voice belittled me, thinking I was his ex in his drugged up state. Hearing him say such words, directed at me, weirdly made me feel all giddy inside.
But my joy was soon interrupted by the strengthening grip around my throat.
With his right arm on my throat, he started lifting me up from the bed. My airflow got completely cut out as he did. Then with his left hand on my hip, he slammed me back down on his cock.
My eyes bulged out of pain and I let out a girly scream.
"Yeah? Little cock slut likes that?" Daniels misunderstood my painful yelp and started repeating the motion in constant, repeated pattern.
When he slammed me all the down on his taint, his hold around my throat loosened briefly, allowing me to gasp for air for brief second. Then again, single handedly, he lifted my whole 120 lbs (54 kg) carcass off the bed by just my throat, before dropping me back on his viagra-pumped phallus.
His lengthy cock invaded my hole repeatedly like a jackhammer and I could feel it slip in smoother on every thrust as his precum lubed me up from inside. His cock was so thick, that after the first three inches, rest of his length just constantly rubbed against my prostate.
It was like someone massaging your very soul with all of the positive things in the world. My eyes couldn't help but to roll back when the thick cock head slammed against the prostate and dragged past it.
When his monster sized dick pulled completely out, past my g-spot, it left an empty feeling inside of me: all of the pleasure started fading, the comfortable dizziness started settling as my cock-drunk smile also died from my lips. Then he thrusted back inside and I felt complete again.
Daniels' movements kept getting more and more hostile and I could feel his cock grow even larger from it's already formidable size. He wasn't fully hard yet, what the fuck? With that his palm around my throat also started to squeeze itself into a fist.
"N… To… t… gh… t" I tried speaking, but my windpipe was getting crushed shut and I couldn't get my words out. My whole body convulsed in his grip as he manhandled my tiny body like it was one of his cheap fleshlights.
His banging just kept speeding up and I could feel (and hear) his balls slapping against my ass.
I grabbed his huge fingers with my hands to try and get some air… I was dumb to do the same mistake twice, though.
Daniels' other hand now moved on top of mine as he kept pumping me against his cock with his Herculean like arms at my throat. He mercilessly bounced me on his lap like a yo yo.
I tried slapping his hand, but it did nothing to the sleeping stud in heat. Daniels grip wasn't letting at all.
Neither did Daniel's pounding.
"C'mon you cheap whore, take it…!" I heard as my field of vision started going black. The background was filled by the wet noise of his large rod using my gaping ass hole as it's place to crash.
Shit, I couldn't faint now. Not here.
I felt tingling all over my face as blood couldn't reach my brain anymore. (Ironic part was that my other head still managed to do the completely opposite.)
The strength from my struggling hands got drained and they fell to my side lifelessly.
My whole body went limp as I felt myself drift away, while still getting used.
I felt my own orgasm starting and then…!
I blacked out completely.
…
I felt the darkness settle in.
…
I could feel myself drift in to a dream.
…
Suddenly.
I gasp awake and sit up immediately in slight panic. "Where…" I looked around in confusion and recognize the room to be Daniels. I was apparently laying on the floor of his room, beside his bed.
I look on the bed and see Daniels body there. Still unmoved from the same position.
My attention was stolen by that STILL throbbing, upright standing cock of his, as I watched him snore on the bed.
Then the shock and realization of what had happened hit me: My straight roommate had just fucked me, while spiked with viagra and sleeping meds!
However I had missed the best part of the whole thing, because the muscular college senior had denied it from me by making me faint just before it.
My hands went to my own cock, squeezing the bulge in the jockstrap cup. It was soaked by cum and most of it had leaked through and dried on my skinny thighs.
…Wait, dried?
"How long was I out", I wondered and by weird chance, Daniels alarm clock started going off on that second.
SHIT! It was morning already?
I quickly crawled out of Daniels room, escorted by the beeping of Daniel's alarm.
I had rushed out of Daniels' room a tad too hasty it seemed, since his alarm clock went on for another half an hour before the jock actually woke up.
Through the wall I could hear him smack his phone off.
The next thing I heard smacking were his balls. Judging by the morning wood I had just seen, Daniels must've woken up horny even though he had just raped me in his sleep… or was it actually the other way around?
The lovely sound of his low hanging testicles went on for about five minutes. Two minutes was enough for me to make another mess in my jock's pouch, as I laid in my bed listening my roommate beat off.
Soon after I heard his door open, and then to my surprise… he also opened my door.
"Yoooo, my man!" Daniels stepped in to my room with the widest smile. He was wearing nothing but white boxer briefs, but they looked more like g-strings after having gone through the shrinking wash.
His bulge was soft, for once, since he hadn't had his morning supplements yet. It bounced and jiggled in the air as he walked in front of me, just barely covering the flaccid uncut cock.
"The sleeping pills worked amazing, I even had this dream where I got a nice closure with my ex, if you know what I mean…" Daniels said arrogantly. He thrusted his hips suggestively which made his whole package swing between his legs.
I could see his pecs bounce as he kept posing. His rippled abs were glistening from sweat and cum as he pretended to do the hip thrust motion. The sexy ass jock didn't even realize what he was doing to my poor brain, but he just kept adding the heat.
"I slept so well…. ah, I'm so thirsty", Daniels said, noticing a water glass next to my night table which he immediately grabbed.
He started chugging a little too fast and just like in the boy calendars, the water started leaking past his lips, down to his chiseled abs and all the way to those lewd undies he was wearing.
The white fabric didn't take much to start turning see through. The cotton grabbed onto his cock like cooked pasta thrown on a wall. It was still plump and swollen from getting jerked just a minute ago.
Not only could I smell his cum, but I could also smell myself on his dick. The flashbacks of him using my hole started filling my thought.
Daniels let out a long deep breath and put the glass down. "So, yeah… thanks", Daniels said and walked away.
As he did, my eyes were glued on those glutes. The shrunken down boxers covered nothing of his behind, as they were fully wedged between his buns. Those two big round globes were so succulent looking that I managed to rub one out to them in the 10 seconds I watched him walk away.
As third load filled my jockstrap, I wasn't sure which one of us had become more sex crazed about the recent events.
On the following day, I noticed that Daniels was becoming more okay with wearing less around the quarantine.
He even went to open the door for the food delivery guy wearing nothing but the strings. He came back from the door saying, "Lol, forgot to pay the guy, oops".
I think the delivery guy had gotten exactly the payment he wanted.
Mid eating he shouted for my help, needing paper towels. When I brought them next to him, he was quick to stop me. "No no, you see, my hands are all up in the grease, can you?" Daniels nudged towards his chest, where the tomato sauce from his pizza was dripping.
I ripped an arc of paper and brought it to his chest and started cleaning the young athletes pecs. As I did, he just kept eating and watching the tv, fully ignoring me.
When I finished wiping his chest down, more dripped on his abs. "Oopf", Daniels said with his mouth full while not shifting his focus from the television.
This kept going on for the whole time he ate that pizza. It didn't even cross my mind to stop and question the whole thing, I had been given a chance to rub all over his body (granted with paper), but I enjoyed the whole half an hour.
At some point he got up without saying a word (not even a thanks) and went to make his smoothie.
I wondered if he needed drip cleaner for that… He seemed to have a leaky jaw today.
Around the evening, Daniels did something else that came as a shock, but which I ended up just silently accepting.
He pushed my door open and started measuring the wideness of the door. Then he went away for few only to return with a drill and a metal tube. "I hope ya don't mind buddy, but I'll need to install a pull up bar somewhere to get some reps done", Daniels explained, already marking dots for the screws.
Did I mind? Having this naive, sexy beast show off his muscles for me while he worked out. I nodded as a reply, "Go for it!"
"Thanks bro, I didn't want to put it on my own because the door doesn't close fully with it", Daniels revealed. Information that would've been nice to know beforehand.
I watched how the stud managed to get it fully attached to the door frame within 5 minutes. Seeing him handle power tools managed to make him even more of a wet dream for me.
Daniels then put his arms on the bar and started testing it. I watched his back muscles pop and those biceps balloon up as he started lifting his 240 pound frame. I could admire every single muscle of his body, as he had nothing on but his tiny underwear and pair of white ankle socks.
Throughout the day, I got blessed with these minute long shows as the jock came to do few pull ups at my door.
Sometimes I got to admire the sweat trickle down the front of his body, getting his tighty whities all moist and dank, but never quite as see through as they had been in the morning. (Mental note: steal those undies.)
Other times he had his back to me, letting me see how his strong lats connected from his wide shoulders to the lean waist. I was jealous of the underwear wedgied between his cheeks.
When Daniels did his pull ups, you could see the bulge hang between his legs. Everytime he pulled up, the pouch grew a little as blood rushed in his now semi-hard dick. The fabric got even tighter and you could almost see his balls slip out of the skanky strings.
Around eight in the evening, I heard the smoothie machine make a familiar noise. "Another double dose of the special viagra infused supplements for the night?" I wondered, hoping that maybe Daniels would also take the sleepings pills again tonight.
It took me back, when Daniels actually came into my room and put one of those shakers on my table. "Here you go dude, as thanks for this", Daniels said tapping the pull up bar. "Helps you get some muscle around those bones too!" He continued. He was literally twice the size of me, so he probably knew more about nutrition than me.
Knowing what was in the supplements of his, I doubted for a moment. I figured, that the viagra in it wouldn't have any effect, since Daniels was basically one visual viagra anyway.
I was playing pocket pool every time he was in my field of vision, anyway.
Daniels stared at me as if he was waiting, so I chugged down the drink in three swallows. "Thanks", I smiled with a little "milk" stache on top of my lips.
Daniels just nodded in approving manner and walked away.
During the next hour, I felt how my eyes were starting to droop. I hadn't slept much in the last week, since I was constantly looking for the next chance to put ideas into Daniels head(s).
I got up and decided to go brush my teeth, maybe going to bed early once in a while would be a good idea.
I staggered through the living room, where Daniels was sitting on a sofa. "You okay buddy? You look a little out of it…" Daniels snickered as I barely avoided the walls.
I got to the the bathroom and grabbed my toothbrush. Walking had made me even more woozy, so I had to sit on the hard tile floor of the shower space to catch my breath.
I closed my eyes just for a moment.
My eyelids felt so heavy… it was easier to just let them stay down.
…
I felt myself drift asleep.
Suddenly…
I felt a spash.
Then another.
A soft groan.
I felt myself wake up as something got poured on me.
I tried opening my eeyes, but the bright lights of the bathroom kept me blinded as something now streamed on my lips.
It was a musky, salty taste that I didn't recognize. The smell however was familiar…
I squinted and could see Daniels standing in front of me. He was grinning from ear to ear, leaning over me. My drowsy eyes lowered, admiring the hard work the rugby player had put on his body.
My eyes finally reached his cock to see… Daniels urinating.
On. me.
"The fu–" My whole body jolted awake from it's half asleep state, but my cry was cut short as the jet of yellow liquid got aimed straight in my mouth. I could hear Daniels laugh as I blindly tried to dodge his urine.
Watersports weren't my thing and this felt like too much, too suddenly.
The pressure started to finally die out and I managed to speak out without getting my mouth filled by the jock's warm piss. "Daniels, what the fuck are you doing?!" I screamed, apparently having the courage to do so in my just woken state.
He looked at me amused. Daniels' eyes went up and down my wet form. "I should be the one asking that", Daniels growled, his voice had a very disappointed tone to it. He looked menacing like a wild beast.
"Clean yourself up and come to the living room", Daniels spat on me and walked off.
"The actual fuck?" I mumbled out loud. I had just fallen asleep in the bathroom and he came acting like I had done something to him.
I peeled the smelly, wet clothes from my body.
"Wait, could he have… found out…", My mind started racing in realization as I turned on the shower.
I heard my name get called out, "Hurry up!"
Shit. Fuck.
I turned off the shower and looked for a towel, but there were none. I wasn't gonna put on the pee drenched clothes either. So I covered my junk and stepped out of the bathroom, getting the floor wet behind me as I walked towards the living room.
My heart stopped.
The 55'' TV in our living room was playing off a recording from last night.
It showed me on top of sleeping Daniels, licking and massaging his pecs all over while I rubbed my ass against that rock hard cock of his. Even considering the situation, my dick got instantly erect seeing it from third person.
I felt my knees get wobbly.
This was a nightmare right?
I just had to go back to sleep…
I tried walking towards my room, but I was halted by the booming of Daniels voice, "Stop", He didn't even shout, but I felt it echo in my core. "I have no recollection of this, mind explaining to me why?"
My mind started flipping through the book of "Big Fat Lies", but found no excuse fitting for the situation.
I could only stutter out um's.
The video of me mounting and grinding against my sleeping roommate's cock kept playing on the living room tv.
On the screen, my hands were kneading Daniels' huge chest muscles. When it was happening, I remember wanting to put my cock between them and fucking it. Then burst all over that gorgeous straight boy face.
…Having gotten caught, I was glad I had not done that.
"You just… sounded so in pain…", I opened up my defense. I mean, he WAS breathing heavy by the time I even went to his room.
"Like, you were panting and sweating… Then I remembered all the pull ups you did that day… And I thought, wow! With the amount of reps you did, your chest must be really sore, bro. So I thought I'd give you a massage to help you sleep…" As I added compliments to my lie, I saw his face go from disapproving to just doubtful.
The video now showed me unzipping his pants.
"With the size of that thing, having it constrained like that must've been painful too, so I thought I'd help. Not that I would know…" I continued lying and looked down. One of my palms was enough to cover my own (erect) cock. For Daniels, I don't think even two hands would be enough.
Daniels face went from doubtful to suspicious. If this was one of those decision making games, I'd be winning.
"Yeah and after that, christ. Alpha like you just sensed there was a hole to fill and after that… I couldn't do anything against a big bull like you!" I kept running my mouth and it seemed from Daniels nodding to be believable.
"Is that so…" Daniels said thoughtfully and sat on the sofa. "Well, you know… You did kinda blue ball me last night. Since you like to help", Daniels complained, rubbing his crotch.
I was also fully aware that he had jerked off at least three times today, so I figured this must've been his attempt to guilt trip me.
He arrogantly pulled his cock out of his "boxers" that were more like strings. He spat on his hand and rubbed it on his knob. "Ever since he got taste of something else than just this hand, nothing's seemed to satisfy it anymore. Not pointing fingers bro, but you kinda caused it…"
My eyes followed how his palm rubbed his tip in circles. "Uh-huh", I answered, as I lost my focus from the conversation immediately. "So I figured you could just come over here…", Daniels instructed and my legs moved on their own.
His hands were long enough to reach my shoulders, even when he was just sitting. "…get on your knees…", Daniels put pressure on my shoulders and my body followed. "…and use your tongue to do what my hand is doing to my head, okay?"
"Uh-" I was about to repeat my agreement when I felt Daniels grab the back of my head and press my lips against the tip of his saliva slobbered dick.
My lips surrounded the head of his cock as Daniels' entered my mouth. I had to consciously spread my jaws wider to even fit his tip in. The taste of his previous jerk off sessions filled my palette. It would've been gross if it hadn't been so exhilarating.
I tried pulling back in order to swallow, but Daniels was quickly to catch me off by my hair. "No no boy, keep my head in your mouth the whole time", Daniels ordered and ruffled my hair. I felt like a dog getting praise, but it worked.
I kept swirling my tongue around his bellend, every now and then lapping on the slit to taste his precum. The consistency of his precum was interesting, thick and slimy, which felt like lube in my mouth.
Every now and then I tried taking more of him in my mouth, but everytime he whacked me in the back of my head. This kept happening multiple times as Daniels forced me to stay there for almost half an hour as Daniels watched TV and drank his smoothie.
As exciting as this was for me, I still couldn't shake the sleepiness off my mind. My mind was covered by a cloud forming from eggplant emojis, "Zzz"s and that drip emoji.
Daniels grabbed his cap at some point and put it on my head. "Don't wanna see that shit…" he commented while setting the hat so, that it covered my face. It was simultaneously embarrassing and a turn on: My straight roommate wanted a blowjob, but was zero interested who was the giver.
"Okay… stop", Daniels said after a while and dug something from his pockets. I obeyed and pushed myself off his dick. It kept bouncing seductively right in front my nose.
God, how long I had fantasized about being in this position.
Daniels had some small pill on his hand, which he placed on top of his throbbing dick. I recognized the pill, because I had given him the same one: my sleeping med!
"Deepthroat me", is all Daniels said to me.
I looked at him confused, wait what? "Daniels there's no way, I can… Also why–?"
"Drop the S and deepthroat me", Daniels repeated his command.
I wasn't sure what he meant, so I sat my ass on the ground.
"No idiot, drop the S, call me Daniel", Daniels specified.
I blushed as he demeaned me from not understanding his direction. "Sorry Daniel", I told him with my head down.
"You should be", Daniels said coldly. "Now do as you're told", he continued and brought his hand behind my head.
I didn't want to digest the sleeping pill he had on the tip of his dick, I wanted to remember everything that was going to happen. I already felt sleepy as it was. "I don't think I…", Daniels put his finger in front of my mouth to shush me.
"I'll help ya bro", he said, again ruffling my hair. His tone was suddenly very warm and friendly. The way he said it made me trust him, calling me a bro like one of his teammates.
Maybe I could do this. Maybe I should at least try for him…
Daniels hand had already moved behind my head to pull me closer, while his hand on my mouth now pressed on my cheeks to open my mouth.
I watched cross eyed at the pill on his dick, which soon disappeared in to my mouth. I had figured I could just slide it under my tongue or lip, but he made sure to thrust his dick at the back of my throat the moment it went past my lips.
"Uuumpff…!" I panicked and started pulling back, but Daniels hands around my head kept me still. "Hey. Chill. Just stop and breath in through your nose", Daniels said nonchalantly, but didn't stop his advancing despite my gagging.
I calmed my hysteric hands on his thighs and took a deep breath in through my nose. I could smell his sweat as his crotch approached my face. I followed the hairs of his treasure trail to his belly button.
The muscular torso of the rugby jock looked even bigger when you were on your knees in front of him. He looked like a giant by how his frame got wider towards the top. My hands went on an auto-pilot and started rubbing all over his abs, but slowly creeped towards those big pecs and perky nipples.
I could see his face, but apparently he noticed this, because he pushed the cap on my head deeper in to my head. "Crap", I wanted to see the enjoyment on his face.
Daniels' cock easily reached the back of my throat, but I was only at halfway point of his girth. I tried pushing myself further, but his steel hard rod just didn't bend down.
"Here", Daniels repositioned his hips, which instantly sunk two more inches of him down my throat. I felt my gag reflex reject the stranger, but I couldn't contest Daniels strength to pull back.
"Holy fuck, your throat feels like it's massaging my dick", Daniels moaned, enjoying as I choked loudly on his cock.
His moaning kept me enthusiastic enough to give it effort, but I couldn't stop my body's retching to the new sensation. "D…. pff tffop", I tried to beg him to give me a break, but it was impossible with my mouth full.
Daniels just kept thrusting his hips in small motions, managing to get an inch further every time I felt like I was about to throw up. "I'm just helping you take your meds, dude… You already took one with the smoothie, but obviously it wasn't enough", Daniels encouraged.
Wait, second one? He had already given me one? Two were enough to knock my small ass out for the rest of the day. What did he mean "not enough"?
I felt the panic sneak back.
I was gagging so loudly on his cock that I couldn't even hear the TV anymore. I kept slapping on his thighs, but Daniels refused to take the hint. Instead he made sure to abuse the moments when I gagged, and just pushed deeper in those moments.
Daniels' cock was so thick and deep in me, that the fullness in my throat literally stopped my gags now. There simply wasn't enough room in my throat to keck. The full feeling was almost comfortable as it took away the less pleasant part.
A tear slid off my cheek and on to Daniels thigh. This apparently excited Daniels as I felt his cock throb and his grip tighten. His other hand went behind my head too and gave it a tap.
Then another one, but much stronger this time.
His dick poked down to my esophagus, a part of your body I was pretty sure dick didn't belong in.
That's when he gave the back of my head one last, strong slap. I felt how his hard cock sunk down to my throat to accommodate him better as it suddenly slid all the way down my throat.
My nose finally hit his pokey pubes which made my eyes roll back. I felt how my dick twitched sharply and something started leaking out of it. Cum I assumed, but my focus was elsewhere.
"Ohh yee… That lil' throat of yours is milking my cock", Daniels growled, holding my head against his shaft. "Holy fuck, there hasn't been a single chic who has swallowed it fully like that", Daniels kept grinding his hips against my lips. Daniels' cock kept throbbing and spreading my throat even wider.
My airflow had been long blocked and I could feel the lack of oxygen hittin' me.
He closed his thighs and kept me trapped between those solid muscles. I felt my eyes leaking as I struggled to push back. The combination of saliva and precum spilled from my mouth and leaked down on his balls.
I felt it in my eyes, that I was about to lose consciousness. That's when Daniels grabbed me by my hair and threw me back. I flew on my back in middle of the living room. Strings of saliva and precum spilled from my mouth down on my naked body.
Daniels only glanced at me, but I could see he was amused from his shit eating grin. "Get back on it", the jock said while taking out his phone this time. The high pitched moaning that followed made clear that he was browsing porn now.
I crawled back in front of my roommate and started lapping on his huge balls. It was incredible how full they still were, even though the jock had been emptying them on a regular basis of five times a day. Still the straight alpha's sperm just kept producing more and more.
I took one of his balls in my mouth. The taste was incredible, yet familiar, just like the countless jockstraps I had stolen from Daniels' laundry bin. Just one of his testosterone filled testicles was enough to fill my whole mouth. I did try being greedy and get the other one in there too, but Daniels' smacked me as I apparently caused pain.
I heard slobbery blow job noises coming from his phone, apparently signifying what he was in the mood for. It was humiliating to not even be paid attention to, but at the same time it was super erotic for both of us to just do things we both enjoyed.
I grabbed around his balls firmly with my hands and moved to lick his shaft. I didn't have too much patience, so my tongue reached the head of Daniels' dick quite urgently. His cock was rock hard, but the texture felt velvety soft against against the insides of my mouth.
His juices filled my mouth instantly, putting butterflies in my stomach.
His hand behind my neck guided me in a good rhythm. His saliva lubed cock slid in and out between my lips, coating them in glistening precum. My gag reflex had gotten more shy and I was only retching when he didn't go FAR enough.
The only problem was the sleep med kicking in, even while blowing him I kept yawning. Daniels' didn't seem to care though, since it was just perfect opportunity for him to skull fuck me for few seconds.
Keeping my eyes shut was comfortable, but it just made me more tired. It did help me imagine his veiny cock penetrating my mouth better. The way it fit in my mouth felt heavenly.
It begun to be more difficult to stay focused as I kept dazing in and out of the state of awake and dreaming. Luckily, Daniels' was doing most of the work by moving my head to the rhythm of his liking.
…
I got startled by a sudden slap on my face.
"C'mon mouth, don't go snoring on my cock now, I've just begun", Daniels taunted as I had apparently dozed off for a second. Blowjobs weren't meant to be given after two sleeping drugs, that's for sure.
Daniels placed his hands on either side of my head, on top of my ears. His grip was so strong that it felt like wearing earmuffs. Total silence filled my head.
With my eyes being too sleepy to open and now my ability to hear had been taken away, I didn't have much senses to live off by except the sense of touch on my tongue.
Me being in the brink of falling asleep seemed to be a turn on for the jock though, since his thrusting just gained more momentum the more sleepy I got.
The pills were making me so disoriented about time, that when I opened my eyes next time, I realized that I was laying on the floor on my back. I saw Daniels planking on top of me. No, he was doing push ups actually… with his dick still in my mouth.
I heard him count, "54…" Wait, he was actually working out while fucking my mouth?
I felt his arms tremble through the cock in my mouth. "57", Daniels grunted.
He got to sixty before his hips fell against my face. That jaw breaker of a cock forced it's way all the way down my throat. I was so groggy that it took me almost ten seconds to even react to the fact that my airways got blocked.
"Oh you woke up? Let's take care of that…" Daniels said and started humping against the floor, without giving me a moment to even get a breather.
My head banged against the floor as Daniels started pounding my throat. I couldn't even flail with my arms, as they had been put above my head and were held down by the jock who overpowered me by being twice my weight.
Daniels kept mercilessly fucking his prick past my swollen lips and it felt like it went on forever. Which it probably did, because by the time I returned to reality, I was already in a new position.
…
I felt sharp pain on top of my head.
And a cold wall against my behind.
I was held up by my hair with my back pressed against the living room wall. I felt Daniels' groin smush my nose flat as he kept pounding my skull. Squinting my eyes, all I could see was the taint of the thick cock coming closer 'til the pubes scratched my face.
"Much better than the toys I have, holy fuck!" Daniels thrusted himself balls deep down my throat and left himself there. "Can actually force my whole cock inside without it breaking", Daniels slapped my cheeks as his whole member had vanished like a magic trick.
"The best thing is, that I'm even less attracted to you than the fleshlights so I can do this alllll night", Daniels' pulled his cock out and quickly rammed it back in.
It was bizarre how, despite all the pain, his cock kept sending these waves of pleasure all over my body as he fucked my mouth. His precum dripped down my chin and on to my twitching cock.
Daniels' carried on using my mouth, like it was a glory hole on a wall. He didn't care if I was breathing, gagging or even conscious. All he cared about was that there was something milking his cock.
My eyes were watery, nose running and the drool over spilled from my mouth. Judging by the mess on my torso and the dark skies outside, this had been going on for few hours now. For me it had felt like 15 minutes.
The last position I remember was laying in front of him, as he gamed from the beanbag chair. Everytime he died in-game, I came back to reality as he started pounding my mouth to vent out his aggression. The respawn timer was 10 seconds and this repeated every minute or two.
"Well, know what kid? Come say that to my face and I'll give you same treatment as I gave my fag roommate", Daniels' raged as he slapped my face with the wet cock of his.
My brain was unable to keep myself check in my horny daze. The drugs were clouding up my reality to the point that I wasn't sure if I was just dreaming all of this.
"Thank god for the blue pills that keep your cock so huge Daniel…", I licked his cock with a smile on my face. "I love the way you taste", I rubbed his precum on my lips before licking it off.
But the slip of my tongue came somewhat as a shock to the straight jock.
"Wait what…?" Daniels said and grabbed my tongue mid lick. He obviously didn't expect an answer, but I still tried to mumble out a, "sowwy". He spat on my tongue.
"…No wonder I don't go soft looking at your faggot face", Daniels rubbed his cock on the spit on my tongue. It got mixed with his precum and I couldn't but wag my butt out of happiness.
Daniels stood up from the sofa. "Hey kid, if you wanna hear what I'd do to you, stay in the voice chat", Daniels laughed at the microphone before putting the headset on my head. I heard a younger guy's voice in my ear swearing and talking smack.
"And you…" Daniels looked at me. "If you give me a bullet like this, you better be prepared to bite it", Daniels eyes looked cold as he positioned himself in front me.
He started smacking me with that tense cock of his. It made a loud WHACK sounds. "The heck, you beating off dude?" The voice in the headphones said. My tongue automatically rolled out, making a wetter sound as he slapped against it.
I heard shooting sounds coming from the game in my headphones. From the sounds it was apparent that the game was CoD. "Tell my team what you are", Daniels demanded. I didn't know what to say, but what came out felt natural. "I'm a fag", I replied.
"The hell brah", I heard laughing from the headphones. "What are you good for?" Daniels swung his cock back and forth and my eyes followed like a metronome. "Sucking your cock", I responded, my mouth was already salivating.
I heard the voice chat burst in to even bigger laughter, there was at least three different voices. "Is this guy for real, what a homo", a different, deeper voice spoke.
Daniels' brought his cock on my lips and I responded by opening my mouth wide. Daniels looked amused how fast I had adapted to the situation.
This time he didn't take his time to warm up, instead he grabbed the back of my head and steadily pressed me down on his cock.
I moaned as the straight dude slowly pushed his cock at the back of my throat. "Thaaat's it, keep massaging the bottom of my dick with your tongue", Daniels praised me. When he bottomed out on my throat, he stayed there for ten seconds before pulling out.
On next thrust I could count to nine.
After few more thrusts, only five.
The way he kept fucking my mouth was controlled and methodical. It started with long strokes in and out, but the seconds kept getting shaved off and the thrusting got more brash.
One, two. I swallowed his cock down to the taint. One, two. He drew his dick out. The blowjob noises were becoming more apparent from the sloppy smacking of Daniels' thrusting.
"Is he actually getting his dick sucked?", "It sure sounds like it", "ayyy, that's gay [log out sound]", were the comments I heard from the speakers on top of my ears. It was weirdly exciting having random people listen to you getting used.
Daniels' speed increased to non-stop pummeling. Like a jackhammer, just pounding at the back of my throat. He kept pulling out too much, which caused my gag reflex to react loudly. This caused the voice chat react by chortling.
One of the voices that kept commenting in disbelief sounded to be my age. The only other voice left in the chat was the bratty, younger sounding one which was much quieter now. I could hear the deep breathing against a microphone though.
"Come on cunt, take it all", Daniels now grabbed my nose as he kept filling mouth. "I've seen what an eager cock sucker you can be, even in your fuckin' sleep", Daniels groaned.
"Bet you'd love to suck those boys off while they game, huh?" Daniels mocked me and woke up the interest of the younger dude in the chat. "Yeah, you can go down on me while I own some noobs", the boy in the voice chat laughed, making me even hornier.
Daniels kept bobbing my head up and down on his dick in a speed that my own neck couldn't have managed. I felt how his thick head slid down the curve of my throat, making a "pop" sound every time it forced itself past.
Once Daniels' felt that spot, he just kept grinding the rim of his tip against it. The feeling was very unpleasant, but apparently only for me. "Ripped for my pleasure, huh?" Daniels laughed as his cock literally rearranged my insides for his own pleasure.
The voices in the chat had both quieted now, but I could still hear the breathing against the microphone. The sounds from my side were much more severe as my head got brutally used. The dick kept flopping in and out of my mouth, sometimes slapping against my face, but I hungrily guided it back with my tongue.
"You want to drown on the cum of a real man?" Daniels asked a rhetorical question, I knew there wasn't options to choose from. I agreed by muffled moans as the meat in my mouth grew ever more.
"Holy fuck, the slut is so thirsty, give it to him", the older voice said. The more high pitched voice copied the other audience member, "Feed the fag!"
I thought Daniels' couldn't get any more aggressive, but he hooked his thumb in my cheek and the other one tugged by my hair back as he began to jerk my head on his cock like it was a protein shake.
Using my throat like an object, he kept shoving his cock in my mouth with no holding back. He kept stampeding me with that gigantic dick from inside out. My hole twitched and I couldn't but to hump the living room rug under me.
I swear I had never been as horny as I were now, getting used by a straight sexually deprived jock in quarantine.
Daniels' grunting got more louder and from his body's tensing I knew he was getting close.
"Here it comes cocksucker… Make sure to swallow every…" Daniels pulled out just enough for his cock head to rest on my tongue when he shot his first strings of cum.
I could feel how the thick substance first leaked on my tongue, before splashing all over the back of my throat in great pressure. Daniels stabbed his ten incher past my Adam's apple, pointing directly in my stomach as he unloaded his balls in me.
"…DropppaaAHH!" Daniels whole body shook as he reached his climax.
It felt like I had swallowed a water balloon that exploded on it's way down. His semen spewed down my esophagus in a volume that seemed unreal. Like chugging on a protein drink, I felt how it was filling my stomach up.
Daniels was letting out an animalistic roar as he seeded my throat. He kept smacking the back of my head, to make sure that every drop would be relocated in a place where it belonged. I could feel my tummy bulge a bit, as he literally filled me up with his cum.
Daniels body shivered as my throat convulsed on his dick, trying to reflexively swallow even though that had been taken care of. "…fuuuuuuck", Daniels' tense abs started to relax with the rest of his body.
I started to pull myself back, but was again stopped. "St… stay there… 'til I'm soooft", Daniels had the most euphoric expression on his face. I had not seen this look on him before. I couldn't say no. (No, I literally couldn't say no).
Something about satisfying an alpha like him caused warm tingling all over my body. A smile spread on my lips as I happily stayed stationary for the jock.
Daniels' cock flexed as last drops of cum dripped down my throat. The jaw stretching thickness started to give out as the blood wasn't pumping in his cock by the same amounts anymore.
"Pheew, thanks for holding those", Daniels said, grabbing the headset from my head and putting it back on himself.
"Yee, you liked that?" The jock spoke to the voice chat nonchalantly. "Oh fuck, you actually stayed and listened, the fuck bro. You sure you ain't a homo?", He carried on a conversation that I only heard half of.
I couldn't focus on my hearing anymore though. With the huge wave of pleasure having hit me, I felt the tiredness taking over again.
But Daniels' cock wasn't soft…
yet…
Only a semi.
I had to keep it in my mouth until…
The sleeping drugs finally knocked me fully out.
