Hello! This is part three to a series I have going in Adult Friends, My Ex-Roomate's Dick. Thanks!
My Ex-Roommate's Dick, Part 3
The next morning I could hardly look at Ravi. I walked into the living room and saw him in his pajamas, and my face turned a deep red thinking. I thought of his thick, creamy cum, how I'd tasted it, then pushed deep inside my hole last night. I grabbed coffee in the kitchen, and headed back to my room to hide.
Having to face him eventually, the three of us decided to go for a run at a nearby park. Despite being a pretty short guy I've always been fast, so I took the lead early, so at least I wouldn't have to look at him. I tried to clear my head, focusing on my running form, and not thinking about that cock I was craving.
But that cock didn't stay out of mind easily. When we stopped for a run, my eyes went to his running shorts immediately, where that hefty dick was clearly swinging free. Jesus, if he stretched the wrong way, the whole dick might slip out of one of the legs of his shorts. My mouth started to water as I pictured him pulling his shorts down, lying down the grass, naked from the waist down, and me taking his dick in my mouth, right here in the park, in front of everyone-- even my boyfriend.
Gulp. My boyfriend, right. I looked up at him and Ravi. "I'm going to grab coffee for us," I said, pointing to the cafe at the edge of the park.
In line for coffee, I wrestled with all of these thoughts. I had never cheated on my boyfriend, for one thing. And I could see myself having a future with him. Until a week ago I wouldn't have even questioned that. Sure, our sex life was just OK... but the rest of our life together was great. Was it worth it to throw that away just for one monster dick?
Back in the park, they were both sitting on the grass waiting for me. Ravi was sitting legs open, knees bent, with his massive bulge angled up for everyone in the park to admire. I thought I noticed my boyfriend blushing a little when I gave him his coffee-- had he noticed Ravi's bulge too?
That afternoon, I was grateful to have a little work that required me to get out of the house. I needed a break from Ravi, just so I could get the thought of his dick and that rich cum out of my head. While I was meeting with a client, I tried to focus on work, though in the back of my mind I was debating with myself constantly. I'd sucked Ravi's dick more times than I could count-- wasn't that enough? I made up my mind: I wasn't going to cheat on my boyfriend.
And then I got home, and found Ravi passed out on the couch in a t-shirt and a pair of boxer shorts, his thick bulge prominently on display. God I needed it.
I slipped into the kitchen, where my boyfriend was trying to quietly get started on dinner. "Has he been out for long?" I whispered.
"Yeah, I guess a bit... I guess the run took it out of him," he answered, trying to chop vegetables as quietly as he could.
"Should I throw a blanket over him? He's looking a little... exposed."
My boyfriend stopped chopping, and looked up at me, blushing softly.
"He's uh..." I looked at the vegetables on the counter, and picked up the largest zucchini, and motioned back to Ravi.
My boyfriend blushed deeper. "Yeah... I'd noticed that. It's... impressive."
It felt good being able to joke about it with him. Maybe if it wasn't a secret I had with Ravi, it wouldn't be something that would split me and my boyfriend.
And then the next morning, something I'd both been worrying about and hoping for happened. My boyfriend had to work. I'd been dreading being alone with Ravi, particularly since I made up my mind not to cheat on my boyfriend. I didn't need the temptation or the opportunity. So when my boyfriend got up, showered and dressed, I stayed in bed, not ready to face Ravi.
"I'm just feeling kind of sore," I told my boyfriend. "I think it was the run."
He gave me a kiss on the cheek, and closed the bedroom door as he left. I heard him talking to Ravi in hushed voices in the next room, and a few minutes later I heard the front door close.
I was scrolling through photos on Instagram when I heard the knock. Before I could answer, Ravi opened. He was wearing a pair of loose pajama shorts, and a tank top. Jesus, his arms looked great. Each of his shoulders looked like it was the size of my head. His long arms were covered in dark, thick hair.
"Your boyfriend said you're feeling kind of sore today?"
"Uh, yeah... I think I just pushed it a bit with that run yesterday."
"Well... want me to help you out? You might not know this, but I give a pretty good massage," he said, sitting on the edge of the bed next to me. With a grin, he flexed his fingers a little to demonstrate. Fuck, those giant hands with those fingers.
I knew I shouldn't. I really shouldn't. This was a really, really, really bad idea. "Yeah... maybe that would feel good."
He smiled, reached down, and pulled the sheet off of me and threw it on the floor. "Alright. Lay down on your stomach."
I rolled over, my hands folded under my head. I was very aware of my butt facing up toward him, just the thin fabric of the boxers covering it.
He climbed onto the bed on his knees, and I felt his strong hands wrap grab onto me, his thumbs pressed just below my butt on my inner thighs. He started kneading, really pressing his thumbs in. He worked his way down my thighs, before moving his hands slowly back up. This time his thumbs went higher, and he slipped them inside the legs of my boxers. He started pressing them deep into the bottom of my ass cheeks, teasing my hole with the friction even though he didn't touch it directly. Fuck, that felt so good. I was sweating slightly from the tension of the situation, and the dampness lubricated my hole, making it feel strangely good as he kneaded my ass. He pulled his thumbs out of my boxers, and placed one hand on either side of my butt, and really began to massage, pressing the cheeks apart so that my hole would open up, and pushing them together. It felt amazing, and beneath me my dick was rock hard.
He started to push my legs wider, but my boxers shorts were a little too tight. "Hold on," he paused. With one quick move, he grabbed the waistband of my boxers, and pulled them off me. He slid them down my legs and over my feet, tossed them on the floor, and repositioned himself against me. He lowered his crotch down so that it was pressed right against my ass. He pulled my t-shirt off, leaving me completely naked in front of him. My ass bare, I could feel the thick swelling of his dick inside his boxers as he started to massage my lower back. He rested his weight against me, the vein of his thick shaft pressed right against my soft hole. Fuuuck. I couldn't believe that after all these years, that dick was now so close to my ass.
"You can, uh, get more comfortable if you want," I said, turning my head to look at him.
He climbed off the bed with a smile, pulled off his tank top, and dropped his shorts. Holy fuck. He had gotten so much hotter since college. This was a man's body now. He had been tall and skinny in college, but years of working out had thickened his body a bit, giving him definition that was aided by a thick dusting of dark hair that now covered him.
And there it was, rock hard. That massive cock I'd dreamed about for so long-- with a wet spot right at the tip where he'd clearly been dripping.
He climbed back onto the bed, and pressed his naked body against mine. His strong, thick thighs against mine, his shaft squeezed between my round butcheeks, pressed right against my bare hole. I could feel the swinging of his heavy, low-hanging balls against my taint, and I felt the precum dripping on my lower back as he grabbed my shoulders and continued massaging me.
As he rubbed my back, he slowly moved his hips back and forth, grinding that thick shaft against my hole. Ugh... fuck, it felt better than I could have imagined. Finally he lowered down enough that his fat, swollen head lined up with my hole, and I could feel the wetness of it. It dripped against my hole, sending a shudder through my body.
Feeling his swollen head teasing my hole, dripping all over it, and gliding against it with wet friction was starting to drive me crazy, and I could feel the pressure building in my balls. I needed more. I lifted my butt slightly, and clenched my bubble butt so that my hole squeezed at the dripping tip of his cock, trying to draw it in.
From this back of his throat I heard a deep, guttural growl of pleasure. "I'm just going to..." he guided the head of his dick directly to the entrance of my ass, and began to press it in.
"Unnh!" as fat as that head was, my ass was relaxed enough, and lubed up from all of his dripping precum and my sweat, that he managed to slide it easily right me. I let out a long deep moan and gripped the sheets with both hands, preparing for him to start fucking me.
Instead, he simply he paused, gave a deep moan, and then continued his massage, aggressively kneading my lower back. Only now, his body was connected to mine, as his bare cock head was sitting just inside my tight asshole.
Knowing how sensitive his head was, I could imagine that this felt great for him. My ass was pretty tight, and that hole was squeezed tight around his fat, dripping head. I could feel how good it felt for him, too-- that head was pulsing powerfully with every beat of his heart, swelling inside my ass. And I could feel the wetness of his precum inside me.
And fuck, it felt better for me than I ever could have imagined. The horse-cock I'd dreamed of for so long was now bare inside me, touching my insides. Even though it was just the head, it was so thick and strong that it was continually pressing against my prostate in a way I'd never felt before, giving my body a strange feeling of tingling, and a weird feeling of euphoria. No dick had ever made me feel this good before.
He straightened his long legs and moved his hands up to my shoulders, his cock now angled directly down vertically, so that it was grinding hard into my ass with every bob of his body, like a pestle grinding into a mortar. "Ughh" the pleasure was so intense, that I was drooling onto the pillow, a huge wet spot forming on the pillowcase. Pressed beneath me, my cock was sopping wet from all the precum I was dripping, soaking the sheet beneath me. Pressed down this way with the weight of Ravi's body, my precum-soaked hole slowly started to open up, swallowing another inch of Ravi's impossibly broad shaft. I had never felt anything this wide before, but every nerve in my straining hole was tingling with pleasure.
He leaned in close to my ear. "I always wondered how this bubble butt would feel. You're so tight," he whispered. He pressed his hips in, filling me up another inch.
"It feels so goooood...." I moaned. "Please fuck me Ravi. I need it."
He straightened up a little, and tried to drive his cock in further, but it seemed like my ass had all it could take. He started really grinding his hips in, pounding his dick into my hole.
"Oh fuck!" Ravi moaned, suddenly grabbing my waist with both hands to hold my ass in place. "You're so tight! I'm going to cum!" I suddenly felt an eruption of his thick cum, pounding hard against my prostate and flooding my insides. His thick cock pulsed, stretching my hole with every powerful beat. That massive load I'd happily swallowed so many times was now coating my insides, shooting deeper into me than I'd ever felt. The thought of him marking my ass as his from the inside, as well as the pounding his load had given my prostate, was nearly pushing me over the edge, and my dick was harder than ever.
Gripping my ass with both hands to spread it open wider, I pressed back into Ravi's dick. Even lubed up with a gallon of his cum, it was a challenge, but inch by inch my ass swallowed all of his beautiful dick. My hole was stretched wider than it had ever been, and his fat apple head was deeper inside me than any man had ever been, by inches. I had never felt anything so deep. It felt so solid inside me. As I felt that head open up a space deep inside me, the slap of his low-hanging balls against mine let me know that I'd taken all of his incredible cock.
"Oooh, fuck." I sat back onto his dick, feeling it impale me. I barely had to touch my own dick before it unleashed a barrage of cum, shooting in thick ropy strands all the way up to our pillows at the head of the bed. Having been kept at the edge of orgasm for so long, the feeling of release was unlike anything I'd felt before.
I leaned my head back against Ravi's chest, then collapsed face down onto the bed, onto the blanket of cum I'd shot. Ravi collapsed his large body onto mine, his dick still buried deep inside my ass. We panted, getting our breath back.
"Damn, I can't believe you took it all," Ravi panted.
I shook my head in disbelief, just as stunned as him.
"No one has ever taken the whole thing in their ass. I mean, your boyfriend could only take about half."
My breath caught in my throat, and I turned my head to look at Ravi, as a sly grin spread across his face.
That's it for part three of this story! I decided to extend it to a four part story-- so hopefully part four will be coming soon-- in the meantime, you can check out the other stories I have in other categories: "Co-worker fucked my husband" in Adult Friends, "Prostate Exam" in Relationships, and "Helping out a Student Helper" in Adult Youth.
Hope you enjoy. Let me know what you thought of the stories at listlio07@yahoo.com. It's been great getting feedback from readers, and some pretty hot photos as well. Would definitely be hot to hear from readers who also live in Los Angeles.