Dirty Buddies E8 | My straight roommate blew straight in my mouth.

Everyone is over the age of 18

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“Don't come home too early.” 

That’s Jordan’s way of saying he's fucking his girlfriend all over the apartment again. The man has been an absolute beast.  I've been trying to keep up with my own hookups and have been away from our place a lot. The nights that I am there, I've had to leave my earbuds in because the thumping lasts way past midnight. When I'm not there, I've found evidence of them going at it everywhere. And I mean everywhere.

Spray drops of his cum on the bathroom counter. 

A used condom hanging off the edge of the kitchen garbage can. 

His boxers in between the couch cushions.

There's also always a hint of his cologne everywhere. I guess his girlfriend Stacy must love the smell, because he's wearing it daily now. 

I stayed out as late as I could, until all my friends went home. Still, I could hear them as I stood outside the flat’s door. 

“Ah…ah…ah…” Sounds like it's still going well, but fucking hell it’s 2 am, so they're going to have to move it inside. I jingle the keys as loudly as I can, and fiddle with the door knob unnecessarily before I open it. The moans continue despite my efforts. “Ah! Ah! Ah!” 

They're so into each other, they didn't notice me coming in. Jordan is sitting on the couch, legs spread, while Stacy straddles him and gives him the ride of his life. 

The look on Jordan’s face is bliss. He stares up in awe at his girlfriend as she bounces on him, grabbing a fist full of ass as he looks lovingly into her eyes.

“Ahem!” I clear my throat loudly and throw the keys down on the table. 

“Oh!” It's like they finally snap out of it and realize I'm there. I see a glimpse of Jordan's eyes on me before he gets buried in her tits. “Oh my god, Stu!” She giggles as she covers up by pushing her upper body into my roommate. “You scared me!” 

“Love!” Jordan grunts in her chest. His grip tightened around her ass, to a point where I saw the veins on the back of his hand. “You're going to make me cum like this.” 

Stacy gets up and Jordan’s big dick waves like a flag on top of a car. He grips the tip and breathes loudly through his tight o-shaped mouth. 

“What happened?” she asks as she covers herself up with a couch cushion. 

“You pushed him to his point of no return,” I say automatically as I watch Jordan bite his lips. 

“Shut up, you cunt.” Jordan grips the top part of his shaft firmly, but I know that he's already started cumming. “Fuck!” He lets go and a solo shot of white goo flies up and paints his hairy stomach. 

The string of cum is thick, unmoving on his skin. Jordan takes deep breaths in concentration, and nothing else comes out of his twitching hard shaft. I have to say I’m impressed at how he’s able to hold the rest of the orgasm back. 

“I gotta freshen up anyway.” Stacy gives Jordan a kiss, and then giggles at me. “Don't look!” 

“I'm gay, remember?” I shrug. If I’m looking at anything, it's my mate's waving cock. 

Once she's gone, Jordan and I share a look and a chuckle. 

“This,” I wave my hand around his naked body, “is not good housemate boundaries.” 

“Oh, come on.” Jordan laughs. “You love this, you dirty cunt.” He has leaked a little more precum, and his hand seems to instinctively move his foreskin over his tip to play with nature's lube, even as he's talking to me. 

“Yeah sure, but not your sweaty ass on the couch. You could've at least put down a towel, you fucker.” 

“If you think this is bad, you're going need to change your sheets before you sleep.” 

“You didn't.” I raise my eyebrows at him. He stares at me with a poker face, and I wonder genuinely for a second if he really did fuck on my bed. Would that be hot…?

“No, we didn't,” he says finally with a wink. “Don't want to give you too much.” 

The bathroom door opens and Stacy comes over with a towel around her. 

“Hi Stu,” she says as she sits on the couch next to Jordan. “Sit! It's your place.” 

“I gotta piss actually.” I go to the bathroom and pull down my pants, pushing my boner down. It's honestly wild that I had that whole conversation with Jordan while he’s naked, hard, and with cum on his stomach. 

Pssssssssssst…

A little comfortable, but I managed to empty my bladder and lightened up my wood at the same time. When I got back out there, the two were already back at it.

From my vantage point, I only see Jordan with his head tilted back as he enjoys a blowjob. He didn't finish cumming all the way, and I don't blame him for wanting a real climax before going to bed. I probably would want the same thing if I had one of my twinks here. 

“Alright, I'm going to bed,” I say from the bathroom door, half-turned already to go to my room. 

“Wait!” Stacy comes up. She whispers something in Jordan’s ear and he looks at her like she just said the world is flat. Then, he looks at me with wide eyes. 

“What?” I ask, body still half-turned away. 

“I want you to suck him,” she says. “I cleaned it off for you.” 

“Love,” he starts to say and then his shoulders rise as she grips his rock-hard cock. “Let's let Stu go to bed and then we’ll…”

“I want to see it,” she says, turning to me and waving me over. “It'll turn me on. Have you guys been doing more since last time?” 

Jordan looks at me and I let him speak. “I squirted on his face.” 

“Oohh…did you like it?” she asks.

“I was thinking about you.” He leans in to kiss her. I can tell he's right on the edge from how his toes are curling on the carpet. 

“You can think of me while he sucks you.” 

“Heyo,” I call out, walking closer to them. “I'm a living being, you know.”

“A living being who does want to suck him, right?” Stacy asks, letting go of her boyfriend’s big uncut dick to show me. 

“Oh, this dirty fucker will want to suck it. He eats my cum off toast.” 

He's not wrong. His shaft is veiny from being edged, and the shot of cum is still sitting on his stomach. I’m not the one that needs convincing here. 

“You'll do it?” she asks him. He nods and then they kiss again.

“Come on, mate. Let's make my girl happy.” 

“Hey, I didn't say I'd do it.” I sit down on the other side of him. 

“It'll taste better than licking it up from a pizza box,” Jordan says, unsheathing his head again to entice me. “I need my nut, mate. It’ll be quick.” 

It was the wafting scent of the cum sitting on his hairy abs that got me to drop my facade. I leaned down instinctively to smell it more, and couldn't resist the urge to lick it up. 

Oh fuck. The taste was impeccable. I sucked up the string of thick cum from one end to the other, and savored the feeling of being a cumslut. 

“Come on, mate.” He holds his cock tip so it points at me. Without looking up at him, I go down on his shaft. “Oh yeah…” 

He’s extremely hard. It starts pulsing in my mouth without much movement, and I know that he wasn’t lying when he said it was going to be a short one. 

I hear them making out on top of me, Jordan’s masculine grunts matching the way his steel-hard cock throbs. I relish the way his swollen shaft reacts to my little tongue lashes. 

“I'm going to squirt in your mouth. You want it?” His tone rose sharply. I love how he's pretending to be in control, when in reality it's me.

I'm going to decide when he cums. 

I release the pressure a little, keeping him on the edge. 

“You want it, you dirty cumslut?” More making out above me, and I heard the shaking in his voice. I can't see his feet like this, but I know those toes are clenched. 

I close my mouth around the base of his shaft. 

“Oh! Take it, you cunt!” 

“GUHH!” Suddenly, it's him in control. He thrusts up roughly, all the while pushing my head down. I can tell he had a habit of grabbing long hair with the way his fingers try to grab on to my buzz cut. 

“AH! AH! AH!” Jordan's moans reach a crescendo, and his cock erupts in my mouth. The way he's thrusting makes it impossible to swallow, and his bitter cum hits my throat and then dribbles back down my tongue and his shaft. 

“GUHhH!” I push back with my head. He grips me tightly and makes me suck him at a specific rhythm. 

It must be the good rhythm, because he keeps cumming.

And cumming

And cumming.

“OHhHh…ohhHH…tongue it. Tongue it!” He taps my head impatiently and I give him what he wants. “Ohhh…ohh…” The last moan sounds a lot more relaxed. 

Then, it was finally my turn to control the movement. I sucked him, making him jolt in sensitively as I slurped on the length of his cock, licking up what I've missed. 

“That's so hot,” Stacy says. 

“Mate!” Jordan spasms again, pulling me up from sucking further.

“You had your fun, and now I get mine.” I spit on his cock. He relents and I take him in again. 

“Ah! Fuck!” 

Yeah, take that! I make him twitch again with a tongue swipe over his gland. 

“I want to see more.” I hear Stacy say.