Damen [Complete]

~• Damen •~

Carefully climbing onto the large bed to kneel beside his sleeping roommate, Damen paused to see if he would wake up or not. Jon was a jock at their college, so he was well built, had a healthy ego and loved to walk around the house pretty much naked, flaunting his smoothly muscled body. It bothered Damen, but not the way Jon thought it did. Jon thought him a nerd, a prude, a little boy hiding from the world who was only being teased by his cruel 'big brother'. He figured there was a good guy somewhere in there when between being an arsehole and a bully. His attempts to make the introverted Damen go to kegers and to 'help the nerd get laid' was what annoyed him most.

None of that was happening now though. His roommate slept like a rock, nothing seemed to wake him up. Damen was frustrated, tired of masturbating and shoving toys up his arse while thinking of his 'big brother' pounding him senseless. He scooted closer as the scent of testosterone, musk and sweat wafted off the other young man like cologne, making Damen's cock twitch and harden more between his naked thighs. He pulled the blanket away from Jon's hips, exposing the cock he'd only seen through bulges in boxers, but dreamt about almost every night for the last year.

He was not disappointed at all. Jon's cock was huge! It was semi-hard and already fat as a baby's arm and longer than Damen's entire hand wrist to fingertips. He watched his roommate's face to make sure he was still deep asleep as the teen began to stroke the flesh slowly, awkwardly at first until he gripped it in both hands. When he started to squeeze and massage it, it quickly grew longer and thicker, hardening in his hands. Even limp it would have been bigger than any cock Damen had ever seen, and it made his mouth water to look at. He dipped his head down and pressed his nose against it, inhaling the smell of sweat and semen before flicking his tongue out to taste the skin, squirming and deciding he had to have more.

Gripping the base of the growing dick to steady it, he lowered his mouth slowly, stuffing as much as he could between his lips, trying to press it further down his throat so he could suckle on every inch. He swallowed against the tip, letting out a little sound as his tongue flexed and pressed into the bulging soft flesh as it continued to grow until he couldn't hold it in his mouth anymore. He let it fall out from between his lips, covered in his drool and leaving a trail of wet across his bottom lip and chin, a small string of saliva snapping back at him as he licked his lips.

Glancing up at Jon's face, he turned his back and moved to quickly straddle the larger man's hips, staring at the muscular thighs and calves. Careful not to put any weigh on him anywhere else, Damon leaned forward and reached back between his legs to grip the huge cock, pumping it a few more times,  spreading the drooling pre-cum all over the shaft. Then he carefully pushed it against his balls, dipping his hips down into Jon's as he began to grind and twist his hips, sliding the thick cock against his own, arching his hips to press the root of flesh against his twitching hole. He was starting to pant and whimper at the stimulation, finally sitting up again, a bead of sweat dripping down his temple.

He sat up again, adjusting his hips to position the hard cock against his already lubed and stretched hole. He had been trying for what had felt like hours get off using his toys, but it was no longer satisfying no matter what he did, so his hole was drooling lube as he slid himself over the tip of Jon's cock. He gasped and bit his lip to stop a moan as he worked the monster inside himself slowly, using his body weight to push himself down the shaft further, moving to squat over it and give himself more room to thrust.

His hole felt stretched impossibly tight, so much so that it took what seemed like forever, but he got about halfway down the length before he decided he couldn't take any more of it. He started to lift again and lean forward slightly, hands on his knees as they pressed out to spread his legs open and keep his balance as he gyrated and ground his hips like he did with his toys. Jon's cock was hot and pulsing inside him, nothing like his toys as it seemed to harden more and stretch his guts tighter with each stiff, careful thrust.