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Straight A's S2 E3.5 | My dom is a good mood...and that means...

Added 2025-04-24 14:05:01 +0000 UTC

Everyone is over the age of 18

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From Joseph’s POV:

I like living alone. I think roommates are fun but I am the type of guy to enjoy my own space. Plus, I'm usually doing someone's school work most of the time so it's not like I would be hosting parties or something.

Sleeping next to Troy is… it's weird. Okay, it’s not weird! I just don't have the habit of having a living breathing hunk lying next to me. Okay, that sounded weird too.

Not that we're doing a lot of sleeping anyway. The laundry machine has been going 24/7 and I've already ordered another set of sheets. Ambitious, I know. For all I know, he could tire of me after his exams and get married to some perfect blonde girl. I prefer not to think about that right now.

The other thing that is a little awkward to coordinate this week is making sure I'm home to let Troy in. It’s too weird for me to make a copy of the key right now, right? It’s too soon for that.

Anyway, I left the door unlocked and started on dinner. Oh yeah, that's another thing I started doing this week. Normally, I just eat whatever. This week, I learned that guys with muscles need to eat all the time.

Troy comes in whistling a vaguely familiar tune, and I turn around to welcome him. “Sounds like the exam went well then?”

“Smashed it.” Troy shoots an imaginary hoop with a swishing sound from his mouth. He drops a big duffel bag right by the door.

“Are those your clothes?” It looks like his whole closet is in there. Troy beams at me, smiling brighter than I've seen him in a while.

“Am I not welcome anymore?” He grins cheekily.

“Of course you're welcome.” I wash my hands and then go up to pick up the bag. It's pretty heavy. “I just need a bigger laundry machine now.”

My body swings suddenly as Troy pulls me by my forearm, spinning me around and then pushing me against the front door.

Whoa.

I make myself flat against the door as the tall hunk dominates my personal space. He lifts my chin and smiles at me.

“Hi,” I look into his dark eyes. He is ridiculously handsome.

“Hi,” he replies. His eyes close and I close mine too to accept his kiss. It's just a small peck but it's the kind that lets you know more is coming.

“Why are you in such a good mood?” I reach out and feel his abs through his shirt.

“Am I not allowed to be?” He takes my right wrist and pins it on the door above my head. “Go ahead.” He nods toward my other hand.

I reach out timidly with my other hand and feel his pecs, pressing on his shirt so I can see the outline of the round shape. “So I'm guessing you're going to come back with an A on the exam.”

“Straight A’s.” I gasp as he grabs my other wrist and pins it down next to my other hand. I'm fully clothed but feel naked in every other way in front of him. “I have a good tutor.”

My heart pounds in my throat as he leans down and gives me another kiss.

“I think I deserve a little reward.”

Another little kiss.

“Legs up.” Troy releases my wrists and I hang on to his shoulders as he lifts my legs. I grapple onto him as he lifts me up to his eye level. “Hang on tight.”

“Hey!” My world is spinning. I catch glimpses of my kitchen and the couch as Troy turns us around. His big smile is the only constant in the background blur. “Whoa!” We stop and I nearly fall as we stumble onto the back of the couch.

“Didn't I say hold on tight?” He supports me with his hands on my back. He's obviously a little dizzy too and there's a hint of sweat at his hairline.

He's so hot.

“You said anytime I want, right?” Troy's smile fades into a more serious look.

“Anytime,” I confirm. I mean it too.

“Then now. Pants off.” I hop off the back of the coach and he spins me around roughly. I get the button off my jeans and Troy tears it down.

“Any way I want?” Troy grabs my asscheeks with both hands.

“Any way you want,” I say honestly.

Smack! The sting on my right cheeks turns into a warm buzz.

“Show me that beta ass.”

I lean forward on the back of the couch so I can arch my back, and I'm rewarded with another ass grab.

“You want some lube?” Troy spits on my crack and I feel it ooze down to my hole.

“Whatever you want,” I settle my chin on the sofa.

“Good answer.” His cock touches my ring and I brace for the entry.

“AhHh…”

“That's right, beta. You love this cock.” He grips my right shoulder as he sinks in. “Take it.”

“MMm...Mm…” I work to relax my muscles at the same time he's pushing in.

“Good beta…” Troy groans. “Oh fuck yeah, you slutty hole.” His two thumbs stroke the back of my neck and his fingers wrap around the front. “MM!”

Thwack!

He gives me just one hard fuck and then goes back to fucking me slowly, digging into me and making me sweat.

“MmM…MMmMM…” My vocal cords strain with the pressure he puts on them.

“You like my big dick, beta?”

He wants me to worship him.

He deserves to be worshipped.

“I love your dick. Your big alpha dick,” I groan.

Thwack!

“Yeah?” His grip tightens around my throat. Yet, his thumbs on the back of my neck caress softly. “Tell me you want it.”

“I want you to breed me! I want you to seed me deep!”

Thwack!

“I need your big alpha cock!”

Thwack!

“Oh my god…” My hole opens up for him. “Oh my god!”

“Oh yeah you want it. You slutty beta. You want it so bad.” Troy releases my neck and pushes my head down onto the couch. “Fuck yeah!”

Thwack!

Thwack!

“Oh my god!” I rush to grab onto Troy’s arm as he jerks off my cock. “Troy!”

Thwack!

“I want you to cum for me.” Troy pants.

“I don't want to cum yet,” I groan, tearing at his immovable muscular arm. His tight fist on my cock is heaven, and it's amplified by his constant rampage on my hole.

“I want you to cum, beta boy,” Troy growls. “Do it.”

I submit and stop trying to pull his hand off. I grip onto the couch and let the alpha do his work on me.

“Fuck me harder!”

Thwack!

“Cum for me!”

THWACK!!

THWACK!!!

“Oh fuck.. oh fuck…ahh..AHHH…AHHHH!”

“Let me hear it.” Troy’s hand is sweaty on my cock, making it slide furiously up and down.

THWACK!!!

“Let”

THWACK!!!

“Me”

THWACK!!!

“Hear”

THWACK!!!

“It!”

“I'm cumming! I'm cumming!!!” I dig in with my fingernails on the couch’s fabric. His cock punches me in the prostate and… “AhHHHhHHHh!”

“Fuck yeah! Take my cock, beta boy!” His cock attacks my prostate at opposite intervals of my orgasm.

Squirt!

THWACK!!!

Squirt!

THWACK!!!

Squirt!!!

“OhHh!!! OHH!!! OHHHH!!!” I giggle at the intense alternating feeling.

“I'm close!”

Oh god, my hole is so sore already. I brace myself for a torrent of thrusts.

Instead, Troy pulls out and I look over my shoulder to see his sweat drenched face and shirt.

“You want my load, beta?” He glares right at me.

“Yes!”

“MMM!!” His cock fires cum at me, raining on the back of my shirt. I face forward again and feel some of it land on my hair. “Oh fuck!”

“Put it back in,” I beg. “Please!”

Fuck

Fuck!

Fuck!!!

“Oh fuck… Jesus…” Troy shoves himself back in me, spreading my cheeks with his two hands. I can tell some of my cum is on his hand by how wet it is. “Oh god… fuck…jesus… ah…ahh…”

I love the weakened tone in his voice.

“We made a mess.”

I reach back and comb some of the cum through my hair.

“It's alright. You have more clothes here now.”

I love making him laugh.