NSFW DJCom Fics

Frottage

"You're so cute," DJ laughed as he pumped both of their cocks together. Commander had his face hidden in humiliation at the size difference between the two. The DJ's size easily dwarfed Commander's and DJ's reaction certainly didn't help. He smiled when Commander stifled a whiny moan with each buck of the smaller man's hips.  Desperate to keep his pride, Commander continued to swallow back his moans until DJ slid a thumb over Commander's sensitive slit.

"Ahn- DJ!" Commander squealed as DJ continued to give the head of his throbbing cock attention, Commander's cock twitching in response.

DJ brought Commander up to sit on his thighs. He almost laughed at Commander melting into his arms. His hand didn't stop jerking the two cocks together and he kept his eyes trained on Commander's hidden, yet blushing, face. "Your little friend likes my touching," DJ said.

"Sh….Shut up," Commander gritted out. He was unintentionally grinding his balls against DJ's, desperate for release of some kind. "Mmhnng… you are so annoying."

DJ grinned at Commander’s frustration. "You're the one moaning my name, not me." Commander didn't reply as he sucked in a breath, focused on trying not to cum first. "Your legs are trembling, are you about to cum already?" DJ teased. Commander tried to refute his claims but he knew DJ was right. Commander couldn't keep it in anymore and the constant warmth radiating off of DJ was making him feel fuzzy. With a couple of twitches, Commander came on DJ's hand and cock, DJs hand was still moving and not allowing Commander to catch his breath. "That was fast."

If Commander had the ability to strangle DJ, he would. Unfortunately, he can't. So he just trembled there as DJ stroked him to overstimulation, mind cloudy from the orgasm. DJ let out a small grunt of frustration. Commander noticed and hummed. "What...what's wrong?" Commander placed a hand on DJ's bicep.

DJ looked up at him through his visor. "Hmm, would it be alright if you gave me a quick blowjob? I promise I'll pay you back later," DJ stopped his stroking and slid out from under Commander's sweaty body. Commander huffed out a laugh.

"Whatever, I'll remember that," Commander replied as he watched DJ lean on his back with his legs parted to let Commander grow closer to his cock. His lips met the tip of DJ's cock and he winced at the faint taste of his own cum. He slowly adjusted to DJ's weight against his tongue as he bobbed his head. DJ moans and grunts made Commander buzz with warmth. Commander felt a hand nestle on the back of his head and-

DJ pulled Commander back with a strangled groan. Before Commander had a chance to shield his face, cum shot directly onto everything. His black glasses now had splurts of white on them and his face had cum spilling down it. From his place on the bed, he watched Commander spit out some that had managed it's way down into his mouth and cringe. The two locked eyes and DJ grinned. "Whoops."