Ry-Dy 4 | My housemate uses me and I use him (Full story arc with bonus part)

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Jay

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PART 1: My housemate uses my mouth like a toy.

It's become almost routine for my housemate Dylan to unload in my mouth. To my frustration, he doesn't always let me suck it, but I’m fairly sure I’ve swallowed all of his loads throughout this week. 

I even checked his underwear in his hamper to see if there were any cum rags left around in there.

There wasn’t.

The man likes to get off twice in a day. The first time is as soon as he wakes up. He'd knock on the wall between us and I'd jump out of bed to get into his room. If he’s generous that day, he'll let me suck him and cup his balls for a couple minutes before he cums. More often though, he's already about to bust and I dive in just in time to catch his juices in my mouth and take over his strokes to milk him as best as I can. 

Even thinking about eating his cum right now is making me rock hard.

The second time he likes to get off is after dinner. I prefer this time of the day because he almost always lets me suck him from beginning to end. During the night time sessions, he likes to take his time and watch porn on his phone while I blow him. I always know when he's about to cum because he starts vibrating more and more intensely, until he puts down the phone and puts his hands on the back of my head.

That’s when I tighten the suction and run my thumb over his balls. That never falls to push him over the edge and makes me release sweet sweet jizz into my mouth.

I had to head out after work today for some family event, and it drags on for longer than usual. As I make the turn back into our street, I check out the time. 11 PM.

I might have already missed him. Fuck I hope not. I’ve grown accustomed to having his warm juices in my mouth as a night time snack. 

I could wake him up if he’s sleeping. He would like that, wouldn’t he?

Unlocking the door quietly, I notice that the living room light is still on with some low noise coming from the TV. He's still awake, which means...

There's still a chance.

"Hey Ry? That you?" Dylan calls out.

"Yeah?" I kick off my shoes and put them away. "Thought you might be asleep already."

"I've been waiting for you to help me with something"

I raise my eyebrow and smirk in the dim lighting as I put away my keys. I guess he's gotten into a habit too. A nice warm mouth is always better than nothing.

"I need a good dick pic"

He needs a what?

"For this chick that's asking. I don't know. It doesn't look right when I take the picture"

I take a couple of steps further into the apartment and turn to the living room. There Dylan was, pantless and with his soft cock in hand. Soft, his messy reddish brown pubes looked bushier than ever since it engulfed his uncut cock. In his other hand is his phone and he aims it at his cock.

"I mean you should at least get hard first?" I suggest at the pantless man in front of me."It'll look better."

"Well that's the problem - I can't do both at once. As soon I try to take the picture, I lose my hard on" Dylan says. "What are you doing over there?" He pats the couch next to him. 

Just like that, I'm hard again. I walk up to him and crawl on our couch.

"Come on man, she's waiting." He lets go out of his cock and it flops back onto his big balls. He starts texting the girl again with a gleam and a smile on his face, which is lit aglow from the phone’s screen in the dark. He chuckles as he reads the messages that come in. Then he turns his head to me and narrows his eyebrows.

"Well what are you waiting for?" He looks down at his soft cock and back up at me. His green eyes burn into mine and I lean down to kiss his ball sack.

"Hmmm" Dylan sighs out as I swirl little circles on his ball sack. His soft cock is rubbing on my left cheek while I make out with his balls. From the feel of how slimy it’s making my face, I assume he had been jerking off for a while now.

I pull at the insides of his thighs and he spreads them a bit for me. I take the invitation of the extra space to put my head in between his thighs and lick more of his ball sack.

"Aw yeah... That's good buddy" He groans and rubs the back of my head roughly. I moan to his touch and push my face deeper into his thigh gap and rub my forehead on the couch between his legs. I swirl my tongue on his nutsack, getting as far down as I can in this limited position. He shifts his body every so slightly, letting me go down further to suck the bottom of his nutsack.

Just a bit more and I'll be at his taint. I want to taste that taint. Make him squirm by tonguing it with just the tip. If I just reach out my tongue a little more…

"Suck me Ry" Dylan breathes out and I abandon my project to please him. I remember how he reacted last time when I didn’t listen to his orders right away. I snake up his cock and then swallow it down.

“Fuck yeah…” He rubs my head again

I pull at the semi hard cock with my lips and stretch it. As soon as I cup his balls with my right hand, I feel him stiffen up rapidly in my lips.

That's it. Let me milk it out of you. You lay back and let me drain every drop out of you.

"Okay I think we're good for the picture now" Dylan taps my head and I come up. He places the camera next to his stiff cock and narrows his eyes again. Shaking his head, he passes me the phone instead with a shrug. I take the phone and frame it in the phone's camera. His cock shines with my saliva coating his length and highlighting his veins.

I snap the photo and pass the phone back to him and eagerly start sucking him again.

“Oh that’s a good one… whoAAa” I cup his balls again and rub his sack lightly.

He tastes so good. Like always. God I love sucking his cock. And how much he needs to cum. He’s just as hard as he was this morning. 

I pull his foreskin down a bit to get to his head. I slide my tongue in and tongue the exposed head gently. When I get the satisfying shiver I look forward to getting from him every night, I smile between my licks.

Mission accomplished.

"She wants to talk. I guess your dick pic did the trick" 

I grip his balls at his words and let his dick flex in my mouth. I suck at it hard, causing messy suctions sounds as the side of my head rubs against his stomach. 

“Oh FUCK! Jesus slow down Ry” 

But I don’t want to slow down. I want to suck your cock. I want to work on your thick and hard meat to make it even stiffer. The stiffer, the better it is to suck. The better I suck, the harder you will cum. 

I moan as I get lost into my hungry rhythm with him in my mouth. Dylan shifts his legs to sit up more and I attack his groin as he moves, and force my face into his crotch in a wet mess.

“I said, slow down!” He pushes on the back of my head and keeps me from moving my head much. Forced to low on his dick, I deep throat him desperately to get the satisfaction of having his cock fuck my mouth. 

Dylan lets out a deep breath on top of me and his fingers stroke my hair lightly. “MMmmmMM” I moan loudly and it pushes me to deep throat him even more rapidly and make incoherent moans into the base of his cock.

“Shh.. I’m going to pick it up…” He moans “Hey Tiff… oh yeah, you like that big cock?”

His hands pushed my head all the way down again. His wet pubes scratch the left side of my mouth as I try to move my tongue on his dick despite my stuck position. 

“You going to ride that cock?” Dylan says into his phone “Yeah you are…good girl…”. His dick flexes in my mouth and the pressure on his hand lifts a bit and I come out half way before his hand forces me back down. His hand pushes and pulls at my head, until I understand the rhythm he’s looking for. I twist my head slightly as I swirl up and down his veiny shaft. I will please him the way he wants me to. 

“Yeah I’ll pick you up, and push you against a wall” He groans into the phone “Fuck baby I’m so hard for you right now”

Yeah he is hard. For you? I smirk in my head and pick up my rhythm. Dylan groans again and thrusts up off the couch. 

His hand pushes me all the way down and he starts fucking up into my mouth. I grab his balls and keep my mouth in a tight suction as he shoves his dick in and out of my mouth rapidly.

“Fuck yeah I’m going to fuck you SO fucking hard” He growls into the phone. His voice is heavy, and I can hear the growing excitement in his voice. His dick is expanding in his mouth, and his balls tightening in my hands. The familiar vibrating has started in his body.

Let him take control. Let him use you. Breed you. Be his hole.

“Going to destroy your tight pussy” Dylan moans while fucking my mouth. My sore jaw starts to give up on me and I relax my jaw to relieve the tension.

“MMMmmm” I moan out loud as Dylan grabs the right side of my face and gently slaps me.

He wants it tighter. Do it for him. Ignore your pain. Do it for him.

DO IT FOR HIM. 

I tighten up the suction and move my neck to meet his humping motions. His cock balloons in my mouth and I know I’m about to get my sweet reward. His body vibrates intensely, and it’s making me shake a bit as well.

“I’m going to fucking cum in you baby!” He roars “I’m going to cum…ahh…ahhhhh…..AHHH”

His cock erupts in explosive pulses that I can feel while slurping him up and down. 

“AH!” 

His hand grabs my head and he starts thrusting mercilessly into the back of my throat, making me sputter and gag as the liquid gets shoved into my throat. Dylan thrusts up with disregard, completing his cycle grunts and moans and spasms deep in my mouth

“ah FUCK!” He grunts as he slows down but continues his strokes into my mouth.

I swallow what’s in my mouth and go back to sucking him to get the rest of the cum that leaked out of my mouth. I scoop up the liquid that’s gone down his balls with my fingers and spread it back on his shaft where I lick it up.

Every last drop. Every single drop.

“Ohhh” His voice warbles as he pushes me down and his thick pubes scratch the left side of my face again. 

“That was so good. I loved that” Dylan says as he lets go of my head.

I come up and watch his semi-hard dick waver in the air. His veins are still prominent after cumming.

“Me too” I run my tongue around my mouth to savour the taste of him.

“Yeah, talk to you later.”

I sit up and watch Dylan click the “end call” button on his screen and lean his head back to relax on the couch with his eyes closed.

Ah. It wasn’t for me.

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Part 2: His coworker watches me service him. 

Dylan left earlier than usual for work, and he didn’t wake me up for his morning load so I figured he didn’t have time. After a slow breakfast, I settle into my desk and get myself set up for work.  

ding!

I flip my phone around to see who’s texting me.

“Hey you in meetings?” It’s Dylan 

“Not yet. What’s up?”

“I forgot my lunch at home. And there’s nothing around here to eat.”

Yeah and?

“It’s by the old train station. Can you bring it to me?” 

I check out the clock on my laptop. Technically I don’t have any meetings until after lunch… so I could. It is a bit out of the way… I’m sure he can order something from an app…

ding!

A photo loads on my phone screen. Dylan is making an exaggerated puppy dog face, which looks a bit ridiculous given the contrast with his thick beard and his construction hat on his head. Still, it makes me smile.

“Alright. Be there in a bit”

“Good boy 😉”

I stare at the winky face for a bit and my mind runs the different possibilities of what he could have meant.

Is this …. or maybe he just said it because he thought it was funny… or is he trying to tell me….How can a simple text from him turn me on that much?

I go into the kitchen and find a sandwich in a ziplock bag on the bottom shelf of the fridge. Grabbing it and my keys, I put on my plaid jacket and head out the door.

Following the navigation in my car, I drive for a good 40 minutes before arriving at a construction site. He wasn’t kidding when he said it was in the middle of nowhere. I get out of the car and look up at the tall, gray and weathered building in front of me. My steps crunch as I walk on the loose gravel up towards the entrance. 

”I’m here” I text Dylan and walk past the sign that says “Hard hats required for this job site.” 

As I look around the empty space with bits of material and tools everywhere, I hear a bunch of clunking sounds echo in the near distance. Dylan appears through a door in his hard hat and his construction vest. 

Damn he looks hot in this outfit. His bare arms are pumped up like he just finished a workout, and his curly chest hair was peeking out of his t-shirt under the brightly coloured vest.  When he walks closer and extends his hand, I throw him his sandwich. 

“Thanks Ry. I owe you one” He catches the sandwich easily. “How’s your day going?”

“I mean, I barely started,” I shrug, putting my empty hands in my pocket. Dylan pulls the sandwich out of the bag and takes a bite out of it. 

”Sorry. Been starving since I got here” He wipes a bit of mayo off the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand. “Want to see what I do at work?” 

Well I should really get going if I want to have some lunch before my meetings

”Sure” I say. This is the first time I’ve seen him at work wearing a construction hat … and honestly, it’s doing something for me.

He motions me to follow him with his mouth full with another bite of the sandwich. I follow him up some concrete steps to another floor. This floor is even more chaotic, with debris and pieces of concrete and wood everywhere. In the corner closest to the door, there was another guy sitting on the floor and eating his lunch. 

“That’s my buddy Ray,” Dylan says while swallowing his last bite. Ray gives me a nod and I nod back at him. “Rockstar at flooring” I smile awkwardly without knowing what to say. This is very much out of my element. 

“Fuck me I feel so much better” Dylan gulps down some water and wipes his mouth and beard again. “Thanks again” 

“No worries” I smile at him “I should get going…”

”Hang out for a second. You still haven’t seen what I’m working on” He motions me over to the far corner of the space

I follow him a little further to the other side of the floor to a little corner with some hardwood flooring and other tools and a wooden chair.

“Where is everyone else?” I ask. It seems weird that there’s only two guys working on this big building. 

“Out for lunch” He replies quietly   

Out of lunch? Then why am I here?

Dylan drags the chair and flips it to face us. He leans down and dusts off the seat before turning to me

”All yours”

My heart starts pounding as I start putting it together in my mind. I turn my head to see Ray at a distance. He’s still eating, but definitely looking in our direction.

”Dylan… I…” I pull out my phone awkwardly and check the time. 

“I didn’t get my morning nut” He widens his stance in front of the chair 

“I know.”

”Sit down then.” The blood surges to my groin as his command and I take a seat on the old wooden chair. 

Dylan starts unbuckling his belt, and I look past his large legs at Ray again. He’s still watching us while eating his lunch.

“Ray.. is…” I stammer.

His belt buckle’s clang echo in the large empty space as his jeans drop down to his ankles. His soft cock and bush are in front of me and I instinctively reach out to play with his balls.

”Don’t worry about Ray. He’s cool. I’ve been telling him how you’ve been swallowing my loads”

He has?!

I pinch his loose ball sack lightly and watch his cock grow in front of me. His nuts are heavy and hung today from the heat, and I’m able to grab both of them easily and pull themdown lightly. 

“Mmm” Even his quiet moan echoes with so much concrete around us. His cock straightens itself out in front of my face and rises slowly. 

“We have to be quick. The guys have been gone for a while.” 

I look up at him in his construction vest and hard hat. 

He doesn’t want to miss a day to blow his load in my mouth. He knows I want it. He wants it. 

He likes it. 

And I can’t deny him.

I lean forward in the chair and take his cock in my mouth with my left hand still holding his balls. His dick continues to balloon in my mouth until I nurse it to its maximum hardness. Once he’s fully hard, I suck the head and middle of his cock and ride his natural curve with my tongue moving in a S pattern.

“That’s good Ry” He grunts lightly and puts his hand on the back of my head. “Won’t take long” 

But I’ve just gotten started. I come off his dick and rub his shaft on my left cheek. Ducking down to suck athis balls, Dylan grabs his hard and slaps it on my forehead. My cock throbs in my pants at the warm and wet flesh making impacts with my head.

“Not right now Ry. Tonight you can take your time” He murmurs at me

I look up at him with his sticky dong sliding across my face. I’m not ready to finish yet. We just started and I love the experience of pleasuring him slowly until he can’t resist the urge anymore to fuck my face. I travel up the underside of his cock with the tip of my tongue and suck his cock head. Putting my hand at the base of his dick, I appreciate how hard he is in my grip.

“5 more minutes?” I beg softly, starting to stroke myself through my pocket with my free hand.

His eyes are hidden by the shadow of his hard hat while he shakes his head no. He spits in his hand and starts jerking off rapidly directly in my face.

“Yo! The guys are pulling up!” Ray shouts at us from his spot. 

Dylan grunts in dissatisfaction and jerks off even quicker. I quickly grasp the base of his balls to help. Using my other hand, I rub his exposed hairy thigh and reach around to grab right under his ass cheek.

Come on. Give me your cum. You know it belongs in my mouth. You want to blow in my mouth. You need a warm willing hole. 

”Close” He grunts, with his body now vibrating familiarly. My cock aches in my pants and I open my mouth and stick out my tongue and pant in excitement. His rapidly moving hand touches my tongue and I lick at his salty fingers as they pass

”Here it cums…” He grunts again and I lean forward to lick the tip of his cock. He lets go of his cock and I swallow it down, sucking quickly. 

“Oh god RY!” He grunts out with restraints as his hips thrust forward into my mouth. I pull his balls down as I suck him.With my other hand, I push on his buttcheeks to keep his dick my mouth. “Oh god FUCK!”

Pull the juice out of him. Empty him. Milk him dry. Every drop.

I moan in satisfaction as his taste floods my mouth and I slurp it down hungrily while he grunts on top of me. His hand lands on my shoulder to push me back but I know he still has a couple more shots in him. 

“Ry we gotta go… ohhHHH”

It’s never just a few shots with Dylan

I suck more and hear Dylan let out a satisfied long breath as I stimulate the last couple shots of him. His ass cheeks clench and tremble with my hand on top of them, and I slow down my sucking to match his breathing patterns.

Let them find out I’m sucking his dick. I don’t care. I’m not ashamed. I love sucking this cock.

”They’re coming up!” Ray calls out. I can hear the sound of many heavy boots coming up. Dylan pulls my head off him and I reluctantly watch his cock and balls disappear into his briefs and jeans as Dylan scrambles to buckle his belt. 

The sound of a bunch of men laughing echoes closer. I look up at Dylan and he lifts his hat enough that I catch a glimpse of his green eyes. He smiles down at me and makes a motion to fake wipe his mouth. I wipe my mouth with the back of my hand and find a bit of cum on my lips. I lick it up while looking up at him and he stares back quietly. 

“YO what are you ladies doing?” I hear some man shout out as they enter the room. 

“Cool. Well, see you at home Ry.” Dylan says and slaps the side of my face lightly before turning to greet the guys. 

I get up too, walking with my head down around the large group of men towards the staircase.

I turn my head back to wave at Dylan, but his back is turned towards me as he talks to the guysas he talks to the guys. Instead, I catch the eye contact of Ray. Ray gives me another nod and I head down the stairs in the echoey chamber.

There’s still tonight. He owes me one right?

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Part 3: I use a straight guy the way he uses me

I drove home with a scratch in my throat. I don’t have any water in the car so the texture and taste of Dylan’s cum is still coating my tongue and throat. That feeling, in addition to the sticky feeling that my saliva left over my lips and chin is enough to keep me rock hard as I make my drive home. 

Looking up at him in his construction hat was …something else. His hand jerked rapidly right above my face, with the lighting of the building outlining his body hair and darkened the lines of his muscles perfectly. In my periphery, I could see his coworker Ray looking at us.

Why did he tell his coworker that I swallow his loads? 

The feeling of his work vest rubbing against my forehead as I suck him flash in my memory and my cock oozes some precum into my briefs. I can still feel the way his dick head stretched the back of my throat.

Fuck. I can’t hold it anymore. 

I pull over on the dirt road and take a glance in all the mirrors. A car that has been tailing me for a while zooms past me. But otherwise, the coast is clear. I stick my hands in my pants and grip my incredibly hard and needy cock.

“Mmm” I sigh quietly to myself.

Using two fingers on the head, I trigger a pleasure center and let my head sink back into the headrest. I take a deep breath and massage my dick head, and feel my ball sack tighten up inside my briefs. 

“Ah….” I moan into the silence of the car. Even just a bit of relief is nice for my needy drooling dick right now.  When I swallow, I get the slightest hint of Dylan’s sweet juices that linger in my mouth. And it reminds of the way he vibrates as he gets closer. And the way his cock expands every time right before it explodes and he says my name.

”FUCK…RY!”  His body lurches forward instinctively to inseminate the deepest part he can inside my mouth.His cock pulsates rapidly and fills my mouth with the juice I crave all day

And I swallow. I suck him to keep his cock pouring out his hot liquid.

He pulses.

And I swallow.

“Mmmm” I grunt quietly as I release ropes into my underwear. I strain against my seatbelt, unable to move freely as the orgasm rips its way through my body.

“Good boy”, he says as he slaps my face lightly. 

I breathe heavily in the car and look out around all the windows again. Still nobody, thank god. I check the time on the dashboard and a jolt of tension shocks me when I read the numbers: 11:30 am. Now I’m really going to be late for my meetings. I put the car into drive and get back on the road. 

Nervously tapping my foot as I get back into the city, I get stuck at almost every red light. Fucking Dylan. I can’t miss these meetings or I’m in big trouble. And I still have to change. The feeling of a sticky mess dripping down my balls is not making me feel any better.

He just uses me whenever he wants and he doesn’t give a fuck about what I’m doing with my day

I take a sharp turn into our street and zoom as quickly as I can into the garage. Slamming the door shut as soon as I get out, I jog to the elevator. 12:00. I can still make those meetings, if I just change and don’t shower off the mess. 

He doesn’t even bother getting me off.

I get into the apartment and kick off my shoes and run to my room, pulling off my sticky underwear and throwing it on the floor. The cum has solidified on my skin and created a hard crust on my balls. 

Fuck. I really don’t have the time to deal with this.

I throw on the first pair of underwear I can find and sit down at my desk and breathe a sigh of relief when the computer boots up. Just in time.

Later that night, I eat my dinner while watching Netflix and decompressing from the long day. I feel like I’ve lived two lives today. 

Corporate boy and …well…. a cumslut. 

The door unlocks and Dylan comes in with his keys jangling. A wave of annoyance hits me and suddenly I’m not interested in finishing my dinner anymore. 

“Hey Ry.” He yawns while taking off his shoes. 

“Hey” I say flatly while staring at the TV.

Dylan comes over and plops himself on the couch with a groan. The resulting gust of wind and wave of his body odour hits me a couple seconds later. 

“What a day” He groans as he stretches his legs. “My legs are killing me” 

I roll my eyes silently and continue watching my show even though his stench is overwhelming. I lean as far as I can on the left side of the couch to give us more distance.

”You alright?” 

“Yup"

”Ok…” He says slowly with a suspicious tone “How was your day?”

Yeah, now he’s interested. 

“Fine” I state shortly and avoid eye contact with him. In the periphery of my vision I see him lift his right foot onto his left knee. I gag a bit at the smell of his socks that have been drenched with his sweat all day. 

“I am eating dinner here” I say sharply and shoot his raised foot a glare. It really does reek and I am not in the mood to entertain him. “Go take a shower dude” 

Dylan chuckles and it just stokes the fire that is growing inside me. What’s so funny?

”Well I was hoping you could help me out before I go. So I can be squeaky clean afterwards you know” I watch him unbuckle his belt. 

Unbelievable. I move my glare from his foot to his face.

He keeps his contact with my fierce stare as he slides his pants and briefs down to his feet. I can not believe how much he’s not reading the room. He pulls his pants off his feet and spreads his legs, nudging my foot a little with his left foot.

“What? You don’t want to?” He waves his soft cock around and pulls at it. With a couple fingers, he scratches his big round balls in their loose sac. 

No you doofus. I don’t exist just to suck your cock. I keep my mouth shut and eyes on the TV.

Dylan studies my face a bit and then he shrugs nonchalantly 

“Suit yourself”

He continues to pull at his cock and flop it around on himself. I ignore him and try to focus on my show again, but I can’t help but steal a couple glances at his growing schlong. Dylan leans forward and spits on his semi, and switches to a backstroke. Then he slouches on the couch, until the back of his head rests on the top of the couch. 

“Ah….” He moans quietly as he strokes. I look over again and see him with his eyes closed and his dick fully hard. Even though I’m annoyed at him, I admit that he’s still extremely sexy. His position on the couch was highlighting his hairy abs, and I follow the middle line down to his treasure trail and to his bush. His legs spread a bit further and cross the middle line between our two cushions again.

Fuck. He catches my obvious stare when he opens his eyes. I avert my eyes quickly to the TV with my jaw tight.

“You sure you don’t want a taste?  Feels like I got a good load in here even with earlier….”

He knows I want it. Of course I fucking want it.

I turn my head to look at him again and find him still watching me with a sly smirk on his face. Slapping his wet cock on his other hand, he tilts his head slightly towards his groin while smirking at me. I gulp and turn my head again, trying to ignore the boner raging in my pants.

“Come on Ry. What do you want me to do? Say please?” He chuckles while slapping his cock on his hand again. The heavy thumping is addicting to listen to and I can’t stop myself from looking again. 

“Yeah” I can’t keep my eyes off his hard cock. He pulls the foreskin as far as he can while being so hard and I watch the shimmering wet head pop out.. I swallow hard again. 

Fuck. He’s got me

"Please Ry-Ry” He says with a taunting tone. 

Fucker. Another surge of annoyance rises in my chest. Whatever, I fucking want it too. I lean down and take his cock in his mouth. It’s saltier than usual after his long work day, and I love how hard he is already. I stop myself from moaning audibly. He doesn’t deserve that.

“That’s a good boy” He murmurs and puts his hand on my back. “What you got that attitude for anyways?”

I slurp up and down and try to ignore the annoyed feeling plaguing my thoughts. Can he not just shut the fuck up and let me suck his dick in peace?

"Fussy you didn’t have your sucker huh?” He chuckles again and pushes on my head to bob me up and down. 

I grunt in annoyance and grab his balls. 

Fine. Let’s play

With my other hand, I grab his hand that’s on the back of my head and fling it away as hard as I can. I begin an intense and quick swirl up and down his shaft while holding his balls. 

“Oh shit…Fuck yeah…” He sighs out as I work on making his cock as wet as possible. His already hard cock is straining in my mouth, and I attack the curve with my furious sucking. My saliva is dripping down to his balls, so I use my thumb to circle his ball sack. Lubricated by my spit, my thumb slides easily around his sack and I feel it tighten up closer to his body in my hand.

“OhhhHhHHh” Yup. That always gets him. His body begins vibrating and he puts his hand back on my head again. “That’s good Ry…”

No. I growl while sucking and fling his hand off again and up the tempo of my aggressive suck. I grip his balls ever so slightly tighter and Dylan’s upper body lifts from the couch and pushes his stomach into the side of my face.

“Gonna nut…” He strains out. His left leg pushes up against my chest as I hungrily power suck him. “Cumming…”

I pop his rock hard cock out of my mouth and hold it while stroking him slowly. 

“Wait, don't stop!…I’m close…”

I tilt my head to suck his nutsack while stroking him lately. A deep sense of satisfaction inside me makes me smile when he squirms around in my hand.

“Oh god ….suck it Ry… I want to cum…” 

I can tell how close he is by how much he’s vibrating. I dig my face into my balls and lap at him, and increase the stroke on his wet hard dick with my hand.

“Oh my god… I need to cum … Suck it Ry!” 

I bend his stiff dong towards me and take it into my mouth again. 

“OH! Oh yeah… That’s it!…” I suck him while pulling his dick away from his stomach. “Here it cums Ry…”

I move my left hand down from his balls and tease my slippery fingers on the base of his balls. I slow my sucking down. 

Ever

So

Frustratingly

“Ah…Ahh….ah…. Faster…” He whines out and pushes on my head with his hand. At this speed, I can feel every vein in his shaft. “Come on!” His back arches more off the couch.

I resist the pushing with all my might and suck him at the slow agonizing speed while juggling his balls in my hand. I move my fingers down a little bit more and reach his taint. 

“OH!” His body jerks up and his vibrating intenses while I circle my finger on his taint gently. “OH! OH!” His cock expands in my mouth, even when I thought he couldn’t get any harder. His left leg shaking knocks me in the chest as I continue my slow and methodical suck. 

“I can’t anymore Ry. Come on..” He grabs my head with both hands and tries to move my head but I resist with all the strength I have left in my neck.

One last move.

I push on his taint with light pressure while circling. I feel the reaction immediately in his cock that’s in my mouth. 

“Oh I’m cumming!..I’m cumming…. I’M CUMMING!!” He roars 

His cum floods my mouth and I resist the urge to suck him faster. Keeping my rhythm with my mouth, I increase the pressure on his taint while it pulses quickly against my thumb

Circling clockwise 

“oh GOD!” He humps my mouth as much as he can while spurting in my mouth.

Reverse the direction of the circling. 

Press down!

“ahHhHHHHhH” 

His taint pulses hard and pushes back on my thumb and I feel a big jet of cum explode in my mouth. The pulsing slows down and I sink down onto his cock and he shivers several times and whimpers. His leg jerks against my chest on top.

circle

“mmm” Dylan whimpers and his cock twitches weakly in my mouth. “Okay that’s enough…” He gasps.

I get up and spit his cum out onto his pubes. Without looking at him, I stand up and walk towards my room.

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Part 4: Ryan gets what he deserves

From Dylan’s POV

“Ugh” I look down at the pool of cum soaking into my curly bush. Some of it is already dripping down to my thighs and rolling off towards the inside of my legs.

I came way too fucking much, I think while trying to scoop up the dripping cum with my fingers in a cup shape.

“HEY!” I shout at Ryan’s back as he disappears into the shadows of the dim hallway light. What’s wrong with -

CLACK! The door slams shut. 

My ears immediately start burning and my head itches as I break into a sweat. 

I hate it when people slam doors. Only children do that. Katy did that all the time and I hated it everytime. 

The impulsive feeling rises to my head and I start to get up from the couch to give Ryan a piece of mind. 

“FUCK!” My cum rolls down my thigh and while thicker parts get trapped in my thick leg hair, a bunch of clear liquid runs down to my calves. “God damn it”. I look around for some paper towels or tissues but of course there is nothing available. I tear off my shirt and use it as a towel with a sigh. 

I chuck the shirt on the floor and pull up my pants and underwear.Taking a deep breath to calm the angry pounding in my head,I rub my beard with my hand. 

Fuck! There was some remaining goo on the back of my hand. And now it’s all over my face.

Great.

Nope.

I’m fucking pissed. 

That’s fucking disrespectful. 

I go down the hallway and knock on his door loudly. 

Clack! Clack! Clack!

“RY!” I shout. But he doesn’t give me any response. I knock again, harder and louder. “RY!” 

Clack! Clack!

Still nothing, so I raise my fist to really pound at the door this time. 

The door swings open to my surprise and I almost lose my balance as I try to stop my heavy swing of a knock mid-air. Ryan does not look happy at all. 

“What? Didn’t you get your nut?” He says sarcastically and stares me down. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him that angry. Well, there was that time I left the dishes out for a week before we went home for Christmas and he came home to a nasty surprise. That was the last time I saw this look in his eyes. 

“What’s wrong with you?” I retort “If you have a problem, come talk to me like a man” 

Ry lets out a short and quick breath from his nose and rolls his eyes. It’s making my blood fucking boil. He turns around to head back to his desk and I grab his arm quickly.

Fuck. I hesitate for a second but go through the action anyways.

I can see from the surprised look in his eyes that I’m gripping him too hard. His eyes open wide while looking down at my hand on his arm and then he looks up at me. I loosen up my grip a bit but keep my eyes on him. 

“Talk to me Ry” I say quietly, trying to keep my tone in check. He tugs lightly at his arm, but not enough to make me think he wants me to let go. “What is it?”

“I’m sick of being your toy”

I loosen up my grip a little bit more, and move my head back. What? I thought he liked that.

“I thought you wanted to do this… why do you..” eat the cum I leave out?….swallow my load every day?… Suck my dick like it's your last meal? I couldn’t bring myself to finish my sentence with those words. But he knows.

“I DO! But I’m a person too. Not just your personal masturbator” 

“That’s not what I think you are” I say quickly and let go of his arm. Maybe I was holding on a little too hard. He rubs his arm where I grabbed him and that adds to my guilty feeling.

“Yeah right” Ryan rolls his eyes again and I feel my temper rise again. Fuck I hate it when people roll their eyes at me. Just talk to me! It just digs into my skin. 

“Seriously Ry! I mean… it’s so much…” I freeze to stare at the expectant look on his face before continuing. “...fun… and you’re so good at doing what you do ….and I thought you liked it…”

“I do like it” His gaze softens just a little bit. 

“Then what’s the problem tonight?” I ask in confusion. “I don’t understand.”

“Do you like eating a girl out and then having to jerk off in your room after?”

“Well no…If I’m eating her out I'm going to bang …..oh….” I stop my sentence midway when I understand. He hasn’t gotten off any of the times I’ve blown my load down his throat. Well, there was the one time he creamed his pants but I didn’t have much to do with that.

Ryan raises his eyebrows in a “Told you so” kind of way.

“Okay. I’m sorry dude. I just thought maybe you licked sucking my dick enough to …” I struggle to find the end of my sentence while he raises one eyebrow at me again “... and you know, I don’t know how to…”

“How to?” 

“How to get a guy off” I feel my cheeks flush as I finish the last part. “It’s not my area of expertise, you know”

“Yeah” I see a flash of sympathy appear on his face before it disappears. He shakes his head and lowers his head “Nevermind. This is stupid”. He turns his body again, like he’s about to make his way back to his desk

“It’s not stupid” I grab his arm again, this time lightly. His head snaps to look at me again, this time with sad puppy dog eyes. 

“It is stupid. I’m not expecting you to fall in love with me, you know. And I know you’re straight. It’s just …”

“Frustrating” I nod at him. I can’t even go a day without blowing my load twice. Plus, I would never be able to have sex with someone without finishing at the end. It would drive me absolutely insane. 

“Frustrating!” Ryan nods at me and smiles briefly. Then the smile disappears again. “I think we should stop.”

“No!” I say quickly. I’ve gotten too used to a warm mouth in the morning and at night. There’s something so satisfying about the way he swallows my loads and helps me milk it all out. No one’s ever done that for me before. I can’t stop now.

“I mean…” I collect my tone at his surprised face. “No. Let’s just try something else”

“You’re going to suck me off too?” 

“Uh…” I stumble. I don’t know if I want to do that. I wouldn't know how anyways. Ryan looks at me expectantly while my brain goes blank. I’ve never even touched another guy’s dick before, nor have I even really looked. Well, of course I’ve looked. Just not like that. He gives me a downward smile and turns his body once more and starts to walk away.

No!

I grab his waist with both hands instinctively and hold him still. He pauses for a second, and then pulls forward as he continues to walk away.

No!

I grab his waist tighter and pull him towards me, making him stumble backward and making me realize how light and small he is in my hands. The movement causes my hand to move up and slightly touch his skin when his shirt rides up. 

Ah! I tighten my grip on him naturally.

“You don’t have to…” Ryan says softly while looking away from me.

No! I do. 

I want to.

I push his body against the open door, and the door makes a loud impact with the wall. Ryan moans lightly and that’s the confirmation I needed to know this is what he wants too.

What he needs. My heart begins to pound as I feel my body taking over for me and intuitively start feeling his body. I run my hand up his small back and up to the back of his hair. He leans his face against the door and looks at me.

“You don’t have to Dylan.”

But I want to. And it’s already happening.I rub his hair and spread and retract my fingers on the back of his head. He closes his eyes at the sensation. 

With my other hand, I pull his pants down and reveal his perky little ass. He has a nice smooth ass, for a guy. I grab the right cheek with my hand and squeeze.

Ass is ass right? He’s got a great ass.

When I look down, I can see how painfully hard he is. His dick sticks straight out and doesn’t budge from its spot.

What do I do now? Do I grab it? 

I rub my hand on his butt cheeks while stalling for time. Ry turns his head and puts his forehead against the door, and he spreads his stance as much as he can with his pants around his ankles. 

Okay. That’s what he wants 

I spit on my fingers and lower them to his crack. Taking another deep breath to calm my nerves, I slide my fingers into his warm crevice.

Oh… it’s so warm and soft and…

“Oh…” His moans encourage me to spread the spit around his crack. I wander with my fingers, taking small creeping steps, until I find… 

Oh god it's so soft and fleshy. I feel myself boning up hard at the feeling of his ring. My fingers instinctively circle it and creep towards the center.

“mmmMMmm” Ryan whimpers with his forehead pressed hard against the door. He's biting his bottom lip and I circle his ring more with my slippery fingers. I want to hear one more whimper before I give him what he wants.

“MMmmmm” 

“You like that?” I ask

His hole pulses a bit in my fingers. Fuck that's hot. I move my boner into a better position and it continues to quickly expand to its full size. I look down at his cock and it's still rock hard, with a slight bit of precum hanging off the tip of it.

“Yeah..” He moans out 

“You sure?” He doesn't sound very enthusiastic. I run my middle finger down across his hole with just a tiniest bit of pressure 

“OHH! Yes sir” He whimpers. 

Sir. My cock throbs in my pants at that word. I’d like to hear that again. 

I keep my middle finger on his hole and press with a little bit more pressure. I dig around the entrance, but I don't go in. Not yet. 

I want to hear it again. 

“MMmm”

No “sir”. That's too bad. I go back to circling his hole. 

“mmmmmMm” Ryan lets a quick breath out and his posture relaxes a bit.

Not so good huh? I put my finger back on his entrance and his body tensed up immediately 

“You want it?” I egg him on. Come on, say it again.

“Yes”

“You want it?” I say again, more stern into his ear. He moans out loud into the door with my fingers probing at his entrance.

“Yes sir!”

I push harder and slide half my finger inside him. 

“Oh … oh…oh..” he whimpers against the door. I angle my hand directly and enter his warm and tight hole more. His walls throb around my finger and my cock throbs in my pants

“Good boy” I say into his ear. “You ok?”

“Yeah… But you can go deeper” 

I push in more and Ryan shudders around my finger. It’s then I realize the extent of my expertise in this area again. What am I looking for? 

“Another finger would be good…Sir” He swallows and adds.

I pull out my finger and line it up again with my index and middle finger in his slippery entrance. I slide in slowly, feeling my cock throb at his tight hole around my fingers.

“MmMmm” He whines and the sound turns me on so much. I keep pushing in his fleshy tight hole until my fingers are completely in him. 

“Oh god…’ He strains out “Move them in and out slowly… oh JESUS” I slide my fingers in and out slowly inside him, watching his expressions with his face pressed against the door. He grabs his cock and starts jerking off quickly. 

“Harder sir! Please!” 

“Oh…’ I groan to him using that word again and I finger bang him while rubbing the front of my hard crotch. It's not so different from what I know… just not the same.

“Oh yeah!! Oh yeah!!!” Ry strokes himself quickly with his right cheek squished against the door. His eyes were shut tightly and his mouth in a perfect oval shape despite him pressing up against the wood. I play around for the best angle until he moans loudly at a certain one. 

That’s the one. I keep my fingers at that angle and fuck him.

His eyes shoot open and since I'm staring at him, we lock into an intense gaze. His eyes have something that I haven't seen from him yet. 

Lust. 

Pleasure. 

Desire.

Need.

“You're going to make me cum” His lips quiver as he says it. I bite my own lip and work my fingers inside him. 

“Dylan you're gonna make me cum!!” his face tenses up and his eyes get extremely vulnerable. His eyes dart down to my chest hair and then at my arms and then back up at my face. We lock eyes again with his puppy dog eyes. 

I know what he wants. I can feel it. 

“Cum for me Ry” 

“Ah!” his eyes widen and his hole pulsates rapidly around my fingers. I look down just in time to see flashes of white splashing against the brown door amongst his fast fist movements. His hole clamps and unclamps on my fingers. His face is scrunched up with pleasure but his eyes are still on me despite the effort it looks like it takes him to do that.

“Don't stop… sir…” he whines. Oh fuck. I pick up my speed when I realize I slowed down because I was too engrossed in watching him.

“Oh GOD!” He bangs his forehead against the door with a clack and his hole pulsates against my thrusting fingers 

“MMMMMmmm” Ry whines in a high pitched noise. “HMMMmmMm”. His hole pulses weakly and  randomly around my fingers as I move slower inside him.

“You good?” My cock throbs at his intense face expression and his forehead glued to the door. 

“Yeah…” His hole pulses again. “Can you…?”

“Yeah” I pull my fingers out slowly and I back up from the door. “I'm going to use the bathroom… Do you need the bathroom?… I'm just gonna…” I turn my body and go into the bathroom before he answers and close the door behind me.

I look at myself in the mirror and quickly notice my hard on bulge clearly through my pants. 

Fuck I liked that. I really liked that.