Page 39 of The Roommate Situation

THIRTEEN

RORY

I wake to soft kisses on my neck and a gentle hand stroking my belly. I hum softly and nestle back against Parker, soaking up his body heat and the warmth it provides. His fingers skate up my abdomen and I moan, shoving my ass against his crotch when he starts playing with my nipples. I’m hard in an instant and I can feel his rock hard cock pressed against my ass as I move against him.

“Jesus, little rabbit,” he murmurs, his voice husky as he meets my thrusts and rubs his thumb slowly over one nipple, making me shiver.

Today is the Tuesday before Thanksgiving. We’ll be packing and heading out on the road to make our way to my parents’ house, but I need an orgasm first or I’ll be hard the entire trip. Parker knows just how to turn me on, and playing with my nipples is a sure fire way to get me horny.

But I didn’t brush my teeth last night before bed and I’m sure my breath is terrible. “God, I want you,” I tell him, “but can I brush my teeth first? And pee?”

He chuckles. “Why don’t we both do that, and then we can shower together?”

I nod and scramble out of bed. He chuckles again at how quickly I’m moving. I hurry down the hall and brush my teeth and pee before making my way back to his room and the master bath. He’s got the shower turned on already and is stripping out of his pajama pants and boxers. Seeing him tenting his boxers so prominently is ridiculously hot. They’ve already got a wet spot on them and I’m still so amazed that he gets this turned on because of me.

My mouth waters when his boxers fall to the floor and his cock is standing tall between his muscular thighs and oozing precum. I want it in my mouth so bad I let out a whimper.

He grins and then kisses me, his huge dick poking me in the belly and leaving precum on my shirt.

I rush to undress when he starts to stroke himself in front of me. Oh fuck. I’m removing my clothes so fast I trip over my pants and stumble, but catch myself on the sink and flush. Parker grins wider.

“Don’t hurt yourself,” he says. “I’m not going anywhere.”

When I’m finally naked he takes my hand and pulls me into the shower with him. I’m climbing him in an instant and my body is electrified at the sensations of his wet, warm skin against mine. He grips my thighs and picks me up, and I wrap my legs around his waist as the water rains down over us and we make out, sucking on each other’s tongues and moaning loudly.

“Oh fuck, little rabbit,” he murmurs, pulling away. “You sound so hot when you make those noises.” He presses me against the wall and I gasp as my back hits the cold tiles. Then he’s kissing me again, his cock pressed against my ass crack, and mine hard against his stomach. God, his cock feels amazing just nestled between my cheeks and sliding along my taint.

“Oh, god,” I gasp, bucking my hips, my dick rubbing up against his abs, providing the perfect amount of friction, and my asshole fluttering repeatedly at the sensation of his cock sliding over it.

“Shit, I love when you get so darn needy,” he rasps, then sucks on my neck, making me moan even louder and rut against him even more. “Oh, god, your ass feels amazing, baby.”

Oh fuck. He’s never called me that before, and I shiver, my dick oozing precum at his words. “I…I…oh, fuck. I want…” I want everything. I want to keep doing what we’re doing, but I want to blow him, too, and I want to frot, and I also have this sudden aching desire to be inside him. Like my dick just fucking needs it. Needs him. I’ve never felt that before but it sends a surge of pleasure racing through me and my cock spasms as I cry out, my release barreling through me like a fucking Mack truck, and I spray all over his abdomen. Seconds later I feel him tensing, and then a familiar warmth against my ass crack and sliding down my thighs.

He presses kisses to my neck and jaw and then lets me down. We’re both breathing heavily as he takes me in his arms and presses another kiss to my head. “Sorry you didn’t get to blow me,” he says, and I grin, looking up at him.

“It was worth it.” He glances down to see that I’m still hard. I flush and he grins.

“I was thinking,” he says, his eyes darting to the floor and then back to me as his cheeks flush. “You can say no, of course, but how would you feel about fucking? I know you aren’t a fan of bottoming because it hasn’t been good in the past, but you know you don’t have to be the bottom, right? I mean, I could, and I’d like to, actually, if you’re okay with it.”

My dick twitches. It’s like he’s read my mind. Up until now it honestly hadn’t occurred to me that I didn’t have to bottom because I always have in the past, and because I’m so muchsmaller than Parker I just assumed he wouldn’t want to. The more I think about the idea of topping him, though, the harder I get. But even though I’m excited, I hesitate. “I’m not very big,” I tell him. “It might not be very good.”

He grins and reaches down, starting to stroke me. I hiss and then moan. “You know how I feel about your dick,” he tells me. “I’m crazy about it. And I want it inside me. If you want that, too.”

I nod and he beams. We wash off and then dry off, before we make our way to the bed. Parker is hard again and my dick is throbbing now at the idea of being inside him, having that big, beautiful ass surrounding me and making him come on my cock.

“I think it might work best if we try it lying on our sides,” he tells me and I nod. “At least the first time.”

“Have you ever bottomed before?” I ask.

He shakes his head. “No, but I’m ready to try it with you. I’ve used toys on myself a couple of times, but that’s it.”

I flush and my heart skips a beat. “Okay,” I say, my voice soft. He grabs lube and a condom out of his nightstand and tosses them on the bed, then lies down facing away from me and I climb on behind him. “Do you want me to prep you, or do you want to do it?”

He looks over his shoulder at me. I’m shaking slightly, a mixture of anxiety and excitement at the idea of fucking him.

“I’m fine either way,” he says. “Are you nervous?”

I nod. “A little, but I want to do this with you, too. I just don’t want to hurt you. I’ve never topped before either. The only person I’ve ever prepped is myself.”

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