MiniSeries About Timothee Chalamet

Perv (P2)

Info - pervert Timothée, gladly cheating, Mention of verbal abuse, purposefully getting caught, lots of cum, no refractory period, unprotected sex, cumming in food and eating it, spying on someone during masturbation, cumming immediately, multi cum, hand job, voyeurism, pantie sniffing, mentioning fucking a bed, using readers lipstick on cock, licking sweat, stealing underwear, seeing someone take dick picks, cream pie, desired cumflation, spit kink, mentioning face sitting/rolling in cum, ass slapping

"I can't help it baby, I know it's bad," I whispered to my imaginary y/n. I hated myself for this, but it got my cock rock hard. She was masturbating and I was outside her door, listening to all the whimpers and whines and the wet sounds. I had my ear against the door, my eyes squeezed shut to imagine her gorgeous body, and my hand jacking hard in my sweats.

"Fuck, feels so good," she said and I didn't mean to cum, but I had a ruined orgasm that shot right though my sweats. I must've let out a loud sound, because the door was whipped open.

"Timothée?" She asked. She was just in a top, through which I could see her nipples were erect, and panties.

"I uh," I began but then I cursed myself because the image of her was too much. I was cumming again, my cock twitching, my hips moving involuntarily forward, and more cum shooting through the grey fabric.

"Woah, you might wanna put a leash on that thing," she chuckled. She gripped my head through my pants.

"Down boy," she ordered.

"That, will definitely not help him go down," I gasped.

"Oh I know, wasn't my true intention," she said with a smirk.

"What is going on?" I asked. She moved forward and circled her arms around me and pushed her body flush against mine.

"I know what you are Timothée, you think I don't see the boners, the messy boxers, the longing looks?" She cooed. My heart was pounding out of my chest, this couldn't be real.

"You're a pervert, with a sperm tank that fills up so much I bet you still have more left," she said wickedly, and reached straight into my boxers and grabbed my full and heavy balls.

"Yup," she said, lips ghosting over mine. "Still too heavy, that's gotta be uncomfortable Timmy."

"It is, they've been filling since I met you and I still can't get it all out properly," I whined.

"I know my little perv, always looking at my chest and ass, listening outside my door, no wonder they're full," she tutted.

"Yeah," I whispered.

"I admit, I can be a little pervy too, I caught you taking dick pics the other day and I just couldn't help but stare, you're really big Timothée."

"I am?" I asked sheepishly.

"Bigger than Chad," she smirked.

"Oh yeah him, are you guys broken up?" I asked.

"Not at all," she shook her head.

"Then what is this?" I asked her confusedly.

"He's an ass, you should hear the way he talks to me, so I want to hurt him, and hurt him with you. He'll be mortified I cheated with such a skinny pretty boy," she laughed.

"So, so, I can fuck you?" I asked desperately. She smiled and took my hand and led me into her room.

"I want you so bad," I whimpered.

"Good, show me, I want a lot of cum Timothée, it seems like you have just about no refractory period," she said, petting my chest.

"Can I kiss-"