MiniSeries About Timothee Chalamet

The Cocksleeve and The Bathtub

Warnings - unprotecedsex, bathtub sex, using cock sleeve, needy Timmy, hand job, breaking sex toy, Timothée taking control, dirty talk, missing each other, calling Timothée a slave, masturbating, watching someone masturbate without them knowing

I was home early from work. I was excited to surprise Timothée. We'd hardly had time for dates or even plain fucking lately. I raced up stairs but a loud wet noise interrupted my surprise.

I looked in our room to see Timothée looked needier than I ever saw him. He was desperately thrusting into a cocksleeve. He was using his whole body in the thrusts. He looked like he could hit something or cry.

"Y/n, y/n, y/n," he whimpered with each movement. I felt myself light on fire, unable to interrupt, I didn't even know he had one of these things.

"You don't feel like her," he screamed at the object angrily, and it took all my strength not to giggle.

"Fuck you, take me the way she does!" He growled and I watched his cock head, red with desire, burst through the other side of the once closed off toy. He'd actually broken it, I was so wet.

"Fuck this," he took it off him and threw it on the floor angrily. He glared at the wet silicone.

"Timothée," I said and he looked up like he was witness an angelic messenger.

"Mon amour! Am I dreaming?" He raced to me and kissed me before I could answer.

"I see someone is a little pent up," I chuckled.

"You saw?" He asked sheepishly.

"More like watched, that was so sexy," I said, drawing designs on his chest to tease him.

"Was it?"

"Yeah, you fucking broke the toy," I smiled, and lead him to the bathroom.

"What are you doing?" He asked.

"We need a little romance back in our lives," I smiled and turned on the warm water.

"But I need your p-pussy," he said pitifully.

"You'll have it needy boy, but I want to feel and experience you a little first," I said gently. I pulled my clothes off and Timothée was doing his antsy "I need sex now" dance as he watched. I chuckled and gave him a small stroke. While my hand was on him, he calmed immediately, like an obedient pet, but once I let go he was desperate again.

"Pleeeease! I need it, my balls ache and my cock wont stop twitching. I feel sick," he said as I guided him into the tub, his cock indeed pulsing very regularly.

"You're very dramatic. You will be fine. I just want some cuddles from my favorite boy," I explained. I got in to and leaned back against him. The skin to skin contact set me at ease, even if he was squirming. He, however, was a good sport. Even as his needy cock throbbed, he massaged my shoulders, played with my hair, and kissed my neck. It wasn't that he didn't like this stuff, he did, just sometimes had a problem not getting what he wanted right away, but he was learning.

I reached down and grabbed his patient cock. I lifted it up between my folds as I pumped him.

"Gahh, mmmpff, thank you!" He whimpered. I pressed my back against his chest hard so I could lift myself and slide my slick folds up and down his length.

"Th-this is getting ridiculous," he whined. Despite the needy whines and whimpers, he took over. Before I knew what was happening he was over top of me, a dangerous look in his eyes. He pushed both of my legs over a side of the claw foot tub. I felt the stretch in my thighs. He pushed into me.

"Oh Timothée!" I gasped. He went as wild as he had on his toy.

"So pathetic of me to go to a sex shop because I missed this cunt," he growled at himself. "As if anything could ever be as good!"

"Oh fuck, you fill me so well, you're going so d-deep!" I moaned as water splashed dangerously high as he created waves with his hip movements.

"Yeah I am, unlike that fucking toy, you can take it, you don't break," he said, his nails biting crescent moons into my thighs.

"Never, I'll always take you. I'll take you so well," I panted. I felt like the pictures of those lewd anime girls, my cunt filled with cock, my legs splayed out, salivating over the pleasure with my tongue lolling out.

"Such a good girl, always takes me with no complaints," he groaned.

"Yes, yes Timmy, use me, I'm sorry I've been so busy, you know there's nothing I'd rather be doing that getting filled by your massive cock," I told him desperately.

"We're having a marathon!" He declare with a powerful thrusts that had my eyes rolling into the back of my head.

"We're both calling off work and we're going to fuck like rabbits! You'll be sick of my dick by the end of the day."

"No I won't! Oh fuck, gonna come," I whined as his last thrust sent me spiraling into a much desired orgasm. I whimpered as he let go inside me, pouring his cum in me. I'd done what his toy couldn't.

"I've missed you so much," he said giddily, demeanor changed now that his cock was satisfied.

"You really are a slave to this thing," I said, running a finger over the small bit of his member that wasn't inside me.

"More like a slave to you," he chuckled.