My New Roommate - Part 6

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***This was supposed to be uploaded last night, this is why I don't use scheduled posting haha! Apologies folks, but enjoy!***

A warm breeze washed over us as we stepped out of the car and looked down across the large, mostly deserted beach. It had gotten dark in the time it had taken us to get here, and most of the crowd had dispersed.

The large wrestler who had somehow captivated my mind, took me under his muscular arm and led be to the beachfront. For the first time in my life, I felt invincible.

"I shoulda' beat their asses" he growled, his mind still clearly on the group from the restaurant.

"Forget about it" I replied, leaning my head into him as the sound of the waves crashing in the distance echoed. "They're not worth you going to jail".

"But you are" he sighed.

We walked to the shoreline and continued up the beach as the sea lapped our feet. Bradley became uncharacteristically quiet until finally he spoke again.

"Is that what everybody is like to you, Lemon?" He asked, a tone of genuine sympathy in his voice.

"Not everyone" I told him, "and they're not usually as vocal as those assholes, but I guess some people just don't like me".

"Because you're gay?" He pressed, and I nodded.

Bradley sighed. His big, broad shoulders sank around me and he shook his head.

"It's not fair" he continued.

Bradley was right. It wasn't fair, but it was part of life. I turned my body to face his and smiled up at him, and he stared back curiously.

"I'm fine" I whispered, "but thank you for sticking up for me".

His body seemed to relax as he pulled me against him and wrapped his strong hand around the back of my neck. We didn't kiss, we simply enjoyed the closeness until he leaned down and whispered into my ear.

"I like you, Lemon" he said, his warm breath washing over my ear, "like, a lot".

"I like you too, Bradley"

He took my hand and we continued up the beach.

"No, not like soup" he said, and I cocked a brow. "More like mac and cheese".

"What?" I laughed, but his face remained stoic.

"I like soup" he explained seriously, "but only in winter, when it's snowing and shit".

I nodded, having learned to simply go along with Bradley's anecdotes.

"Mac and cheese, though" he said longingly, "I'd eat that every day for the rest of my life, so you're like my mac and cheese".

"That was poetic" I smiled, and we were now far enough up the beach that we were completely isolated.

"I think my dick would hurt you" he said abruptly, "if I stuck it in your butt".

He wasn't wrong, but it was a pain I was willing to explore.

"It's okay" I grinned, "I can try".

"No" Bradley said sternly, and he led me away from the sea and toward a bunch of sand dunes.

"Nobodies gonna' hurt you anymore, Lemon" he told me as we clambered up them and disappeared behind.

"Honestly, it's..."

His lips pressed hard against mine before I could say another word. He was so strong, yet so gentle, and I quickly became lost in the passionate kiss as his large tongue pushed into my mouth and his hands lifted my shirt.

His fingers fumbled at my trousers, and mine at his, until we stripped each other and embraced naked behind the dunes as the swish of the sea sounded around us.

My hand trailed over his muscular chest, his fingers danced across my spine, and a moment later, I was on my back and the large wrestler crawled on top.

"Lemon?" he breathed, holding my face in his palm.

Everything about the situation felt wonderful, and I could barely speak as our naked bodies connected.

"You're the first person I've ever cared about like this" he told me, and I was sure I could see his eyes begin to well with tears.

"I care about you too, Bradley" I whispered, and felt his large, meaty cock twitch against my own one.

"I've never done this" he told me, and disappeared down my body.

My eyes widened as Bradley's lips began to trail down my naked torso. He kissed my smooth skin, causing goosebumps as he did. I arched my back as he continued lower, his fingers now toying with my nipples.

He reached my groin, kissing it and licking it, until finally I felt him at my tool.

Bradley didn't seem like the type of person to care about someone else's pleasure. He'd as much as told me so in our first conversation. He was interested in one thing, and one thing only, and that was his own sexual needs.

Yet here he was, lipping my erection into his mouth and slurping on it hungrily.

"Holy shit" I gasped, clutching the warm sand beneath me, as Bradley swallowed every inch of my cock.

It wasn't a gentle blowjob. He was as rough in sex as he was in reality. His lips closed firmly around the base and his head bobbed eagerly. It felt like a wet vacuum, and it was better than I ever could have imagined.

His powerful hands held my ass cheeks, driving my hips upwards into his throat. He looked deep in concentration, with his beautiful, perfect face ploughing down on my slick cock.

He spent a considerable time down there, sucking and licking, using his hands to massage and squeeze, until finally he slipped off my rod and began lapping at my smooth balls.

I moaned into the air as his tongue dipped further. He licked my thighs and my taint, his large tongue soaking me in his juices, before reaching my virgin ring.

"I've always wanted to do this" he mumbled, and my entire body became limp with pleasure as he plunged his tongue inside me.

I'd never in my life experienced pleasure quite like this. It felt like every hair on my body stood up, and every inch of me came alive with arousal.

He held my legs back with ease, diving deeper into my hole with his tongue and fucking me with it until my body shook and trembled. He kissed it, slurped and tongued it, and finally stuck his finger inside and explored me as he glanced back.

"Was that good?" He asked, as though I was grading a paper of his.

My entire body was covered in a layer of sweat. It wasn't just good, it was the best damn thing I'd ever felt. I nodded breathlessly as he continued to finger me.

"I love you and everything" he said, "but I'm really horny".

I laughed and stared between his legs, where his huge cock was stiff and leaking pre-cum onto his thighs.

"Here" I smiled seductively, and adjusted myself so that his finger popped out of my wet hole, and I crawled around to him.

Bradley looked overjoyed. It was as though he didn't think he deserved to be pleasured because he didn't brutally maul the douchebags from the restaurant. He spread his legs and lay back on the sand, and I took his heavy tool in my hand.

"And by the way" I smirked, licking his wet helmet as he moaned, "I love you too".

I plunged my head down his salty meat, gagging and coughing as he slid into my throat. Feeling him swell, feeling his large, muscular body twitch and stiffen under me, it made it all worth it.

His hands found the back of my head, guiding me as I sucked his juicy cock. My own one was pouring fluid into the sand between my legs, and my mind raced with horny thoughts as I pleasured the most amazing man I'd ever met.

I pulled off his cock, licking down the underside until I lapped at his heavy balls. He grunted and moaned, and I took a leaf from his book.

His taint was moist with sweat, but it only made me more ravenous. I tongued every inch, tasting him, and enjoying him, until I plunged deeper and reached for his hole.

"Lemon!" He gasped, and sat up.

"What?!" I almost yelped, looking around for the danger.

"You... You can't do that to me" he almost laughed, and his cheeks blushed red.

"W... What?" I replied, confused.

"You can't lick my butt" he whispered, as though he didn't want anybody else to hear.

"Why not?"

"Because... Well, because I'm... I don't know how to explain it" he shrugged, "you're like the girl and I'm like the boy" he added.

I cocked a brow.

"Oh really?" I smirked, knowing that there was no ill will in his words, "are you going to stop me doing it?"

"That's rape, Lemon" he laughed, "but no, I won't stop you"

"Well then shut up and lift your legs" I grinned, and reluctantly, Bradley lay back down and loosened his muscular legs.

I returned to the job, kissing and licking his underside before finding his special spot and tickling it with my tongue.

"Oh shit" he gasped, his ring clenching as he did.

I pushed harder, feeling his sphincter tighten and loosen. His moans became louder and more frantic as I rimmed him, and then came the sound of his hand sloshing up and down his cock.

"That feels so good, Lemon" he groaned, my tongue now an inch or two inside him.

I continued to eat Bradley's ass as he beat off above me, until he sat up, grabbed my entire body with apparent ease, and turned me around so that we were in a 69 position.

I felt my cock being sucked back into his mouth, and his hand waved his huge, wet erection at my face, so I returned the favour.

We sucked in unison, and it was easily the most enjoyable thing to ever happen to me. I could hardly concentrate on any one thing. The pleasure from my own blowjob was rippling through my body, but sucking Bradley's leaking rod was equally as amazing.

I felt his finger push back into my ass and moaned onto his meat as we worked each other. I was already on the edge of orgasm when Bradley gasped and bucked his hips.

My mouth filled with his seed, and I swallowed it down as more of it flooded my mouth. At the same time, my body tensed and I whimpered as he coaxed my own load from my aching pole. We orgasmed in unison, our bodies twitching and jerking as we swallowed and gulped.

It was mesmerising, and all I could do was moan and swallow, moan and swallow, moan and swallow.

By the time we were both empty, the sky had turned black and the stars sparkled above us. We dressed, and Bradley kissed me once more before returning to the beach, and back toward the car.

"I can't believe you licked my ass" he sniggered, as though he hadn't done the exact same.

"There's plenty more where that came from" I smirked, as he pulled me back under his arm.

"You know, Lemon" he continued, "I didn't think I'd like you when we first met. I thought you were gonna' be one of those posh kids who thinks I'm just a dumb wrestler".

"I'd never think that" I told him.

"I know that now" he nodded.

As we walked, I realised that both of us had been fighting battles. Bradley was one of the nicest guys I had ever met, and yet even he had been treated badly for being different. It cemented in my mind that the vast majority of the human race were assholes. But not Bradley, not my man.

Back in the car he beamed at me.

"What are you so happy about?" I smiled, pulling on my seatbelt.

He shrugged and started the engine.

"What?" I pressed, laughing.

"Back in the dunes" he smiled, "you... You said you loved me".

I thought back to it and grinned.

"I do love you" I said simply, and as Bradley opened his mouth to reply, he slammed on the breaks.

A large black pickup screeched to a halt in front of us, blocking our exit as four large college students rushed out and hurried straight toward us.

"It's them" I gasped, my entire body becoming stiff with terror, "Bradley, it's the guys from the restaurant!"