Page 30 of The Roommate Situation

“Stop teasing me,” he says, and I grin wider as he grips my arms and holds them above my head. I could fight him and break out of his grip in an instant if I wanted to, but I don’t. He looks adorable when he’s grumpy and horny and trying to be all tough. He ruts against me and I can’t help the groan that escapes my lips. The slide of his cock against mine is sending bolts of pleasure racing up my spine. He bends down to kiss me, letting go of my wrists as he does, and I grip his curls in my hands as our tongues tangle and we continue to gyrate.

“Fuck,” he says, pulling back. “Get naked.”

I grin wider and he climbs off of me, stripping out of the T-shirt and panties and tossing them aside. I love his confidence, hearing him give orders, knowing what he wants and asking for it. It’s so hot. I strip out of my pajama pants and briefs and thenhe’s on top of me again. “Oh, fuck,” I moan as I grip his hips and feel his naked cock sliding against mine. “You feel so good, freckles.”

His dick twitches at my words and he smiles, leaning down to kiss me again. Every inch of his warm soft skin feels incredible as it brushes against me. My cock is leaking all over my belly as he kisses me and moves his torso so his stomach and chest brush against mine, making my entire body shudder. I grunt and reach between us, taking both of our cocks in my hand, and Rory pulls back with a gasp when I stroke us together.

“Holy fuck.” He plants his hands on either side of my head and looks down at where I’m gripping us. I stroke again, using our precum as lube. His head falls back on a moan that borders on pornographic and it makes me even more desperate to get him off, to get us both off, together. “Nnnn, shit, that’s good.” He sits up, his hands resting on my chest as he juts his cock out, thrusting into my palm, the slide of his dick against mine makes me groan and grip us harder.

“God, you’re sexy,” I tell him.

“Oh, fuck, Parker, this…this feels so good. God, don’t stop.”

“Your cock is amazing, little rabbit,” I tell him, my breaths heavier and my voice husky. His dick jumps in my grip and it’s so fucking hot I almost come right then. I can’t stop staring at him, his head thrown back, mouth parted in bliss, his body damp with sweat and my marks covering his small frame.

When he brings his hands up and starts playing with his own nipples, I fucking lose it. “Shit, that’s hot,” I groan. “I’m gonna come watching you, freckles. You’re so fucking pretty.”

He doesn’t stop, and I stroke us two more times before I’m arching my back and spraying all over my hand and both of our cocks. I use my jizz as lube and stroke Rory again. He looks down and his body shudders. “Oh, shit, that’s hot,” he says. Then a second later, “Oh, oh, oh, fuck, I’m coming, fuck, Parker, I’mcoming!” He throws his head back again, his abdominal muscles tightening as he shouts his release. Then he’s collapsing on top of me, and we’re both breathing heavily. His body spasms with the aftershocks of his orgasm.

“That was amazing,” he says, his cheek resting against my chest.

I comb my fingers through his hair. “Mmmm,” I murmur, then ask, “have you never frotted before?”

He looks up at me, his cheeks pink with embarrassment as he bites his lip. “Is that what it’s called? Rubbing our dicks together?”

I nod and he shakes his head. My eyes narrow. “I’m sorry,” he says. His eyes fill with tears.

“Hey, no,” I tell him, quickly. A tear slides down his cheek and it breaks my heart. “You don’t have anything to be sorry for. I’m honored to be the person who experiences that with you for the first time, little rabbit. I just hate that turd for not sharing it with you a long time ago, too.”

He nods and wipes at his cheeks. “He wasn’t really big on making sex about me, or even us. It was kind of about him. I blew him, and I bottomed for him. Occasionally he’d blow me, but he always made a big deal about how much I should appreciate it because it wasn’t his favorite, and that was about it. And I really didn’t like bottoming either. It hurt too much. I just did it to make him happy.”

I take a breath in and let it out. “If he was taking care of you it shouldn't have hurt, at least not the entire time. Bottoming is really amazing if you do it right. I’m sorry he didn’t treat you the way you deserved.”

“Yeah, me, too,” he says, offering a small smile.

“You don’t ever have to do something you don’t want to do, with me,” I assure him. “I want to make you feel good, little rabbit. If you aren’t having a good time, I’m not either.”

He smiles more at that. “Thank you.” Then he lays back down and I drape my arms over him, holding him against me.

“We should get cleaned up,” I tell him a moment later as I stroke my fingers up and down his spine.

He picks his head up again. “What time is it?”

I reach for my phone on the nightstand and say, “Nine thirty.”

He grabs the phone and his eyes widen. “Shit.” He jumps off of me and rushes towards the bathroom. “I have class at ten.” Oops. I wipe the majority of our cum off with the tissues next to me. He’s in and out of the shower in five minutes and running out of my room and down the hall, his towel around his waist.

I slide out of bed and pee, before I wash my hands. I’m still in the bathroom when he bursts back in the room, dressed in blue slim fitting pants, a white button up shirt with blue polka dots on it and a blue bow tie. His suspenders are brown as are his shoes, and he looks so fucking cute. He grabs his glasses from the nightstand and slips them on, then hurries over to me and presses up on his tiptoes, planting a kiss on my cheek. “Bye,” he calls, before dashing away again. I chuckle when I hear the front door closing behind him.

ELEVEN

PARKER

Rory and I fuck like rabbits for the next couple of weeks. My little roomie comes alive in the sheets. He’s passionate, eager, energetic, and makes the sexiest noises that have me so fucking hard each and every time.

We’ve stuck to non penetrative sex so far, hand jobs, blow jobs, frotting, which the little dude is obsessed with now, and dry humping, and it’s been awesome seeing him come out of his shell and enjoy sex in a way I don’t think he has before. He sleeps in my room most nights, and we cuddle. He loves being the little spoon, and we both sleep better when we’re together. He’s getting more and more dominant in bed, and I don’t mind one bit. He tells me what he likes, and is more often than not the one instigating our sexual encounters, and the little dude is amazing at blow jobs.

I’ve also noticed he wears his pretty panties pretty much every day now, and it makes me smile. I can’t get enough of seeing him in them. His confidence is growing and I love it. And ever since he blocked Zach’s number he’s been happier. Smilingmore, laughing more. He has the most adorable laugh, and when he gets going really hard he snorts a little and it’s the cutest thing ever.

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