Dirty Buddies E18.5 | It's only fair if my roommate gets to fuck me too

Everyone is over the age of 18

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I knew the morning after would be awkward. How can it not be? 

I fucked my straight roommate until he blew all over himself. 

Then I came all over him. If anything, I expected him to fuck me. Although, even that felt like a far-off fantasy before.

But now we’ve done it. We really fucking did it.

I took his ass virginity and while it obviously felt amazing for him, I'm sure he has thoughts about it.  I wondered if I should go talk to him first, or I should let him come to me. Since he’s the more vulnerable one in this situation, I figured I should be the gentleman and make the first step.

“Jordan, you there, mate?” I knock on his door. 

“Yeah, just a second.” I wait outside until he comes out fully dressed in a hoodie and sweats combo. “Hey.” 

It's just as I expected. The big straight man doesn’t know how to act now that he's taken a solid pounding. Poor guy doesn’t even know where to look. 

“You cold, mate?” I ask, my tone probably more snide than I intended. I'm not going to lie, I get off on having the power like this. After all, that’s the dom streak in me. 

“Fuck off, you cunt. I just don't want to give you any more jerk off material.” He gives me a playful push as he makes his way to the kitchen. 

It’s not so awkward after all. We’re comfortable enough with each other that he’s not going to put up walls between us, even if he’s going to wear a little more clothing.

“Ass is still looking good in sweats though.” I'm not lying. He has more ass than most twinks I fuck. 

“Shut it, you horny bastard. You had enough last night,” Jordan says as he pours himself a cup of coffee. “Fuck, it's too hot in here.” I whistle as he takes off his hoodie. His arms look great in the sleeveless shirt. 

“You had enough. You squirt two times or was it three?” 

“Twice.” 

“You see? I only came once.” 

“I think you got your fill, mate.” Jordan shakes his head. “I can't believe we did all that.”

“Me neither,” I admit and sit at the table with him. “Any regrets?” 

He finishes his cup and cocks his head to the left. “You didn't have to blow your wad all over me.” 

“That's all you regret? I could've cleaned it off you.” 

“Yeah yeah…” Jordan waves his hand as if to brush off my words. “The rest… I knew what I was getting myself into.” 

“Did you like it?” My dick starts doing the talking for me. I loved fucking him and seeing him covered in our combined juices at the end. I wasn’t kidding when I said I would've licked him clean. I would’ve swished my tongue through that thick gooey mess on his stomach.

“Sucking dick? Not really my thing.” Jordan makes a small face of contempt. “No offense.” 

“None taken,” I say. “And the rest?” 

“It was fine,” he says. 

“Just fine?” I remember him crunching forward as his cock blasted in my hand. The cum got drilled out of him by my dick inside him and I matched my thrusts with his spurts. I don't settle for just fine when I top. 

“It was a good nut,” Jordan says as he pours himself another cup of coffee. He stares at his spoon swirling the sugar in. 

“How'd it feel compared to fingers?” 

“Big,” Jordan says immediately and I chuckle to myself. Good ego boost, I suppose.

“It holds you open right while you squirt, doesn't it, mate?” My dick throbs at the memory. 

“You're going to bother me over this, aren't you?” Jordan puts his full cup down. 

“No,” I say honestly. “But I would be down to do it again if it was a good nut for you. Stacy would like that, wouldn’t she?” 

“She would,” he says. “But…”

“And it felt good, right?” 

“It did. But I'm not going to be your bottom boy. So, put that thing away.” Jordan points at the tent in my sweats. 

“You wanna fuck me then? Then we’ll be all sorted.” 

“Not exactly what I'm trying to tell you here,” Jordan says with a laugh. He drinks from his cup. 

So what is he trying to tell me? 

“I'm not going to lie. Having something up there feels good. But it's not the role I want to play, if you know what I mean.” 

Just a straight guy who likes butt play. Who doesn't love that? 

“Kind of in the same boat here, to be honest,” I say. “I love having a plug in, but I need to fuck.” I knock on the table with my fist.

“A plug?” He cocks his head again. 

“It can stay in decently while you bang. It doesn’t move, but it makes a nut go from 7 to 9,” I explain.

“Huh…” I can see him contemplating what I said. In fact, I can see his other head contemplating it too. Thank god for inventing grey sweatpants. 

“I can give you a blowie while you have it in, if you want. I've got one in my room.” 

I knew he was going to make some snarky remark about us not having to share everything as roommates, so I got up to go find it in my room. If he sees it, he might be more inclined. 

I come back with the small piece of black plastic to show him. He takes it into his hand and manipulates it with his large fingers. 

He's definitely interested. 

“Where'd you get it?” Jordan asks as he squeezes the tip of it. I keep my smile to myself but this is a universal truth. Once you try assplay, you can't go back. 

“Online. Try it! If you like it, you can get your own.” 

“Alright. But I'm not getting fucked. So put that shit away.” He nods at my boner. 

“Yeah, let me just detach it,” I say with sarcasm. He laughs and then we move to the couch. He pulls down his pants, and his half hard dick comes swinging out. 

I get on my knees and hold his meat in my hand, stimulating just his frenulum while he settles into a comfortable position. 

“Fuck, I can’t believe I'm doing this again,” Jordan mutters to himself. He finds his hat beside him and puts it on to cover his eyes. 

“It's alright, mate. First time I jizzed with something up my ass, I did it 4 more times that day.” 

“Horny cunt.” I see his grin under the bill of the cap. “Alright, legs up like usual?” 

“Yeah.” While he lifts his legs, I take the chance to take off my own pants so I can jerk off. His beautiful hole looks just as tight as before I fucked him. 

I lube up the plug and press it against his entrance. 

“MMmm… shit…ah…is that it?” It pops into him easily. 

“That’s it.” I secure it tightly inside him. He's getting better at this. I stroke him with my other hand, using the extra lube I squeezed out by accident on him. 

“Oh shit…mmm…” I imagine his hole contracting against the toy as I jerk him off. 

“Feels alright?” 

“Not bad… how about that blowie now?” Jordan groans. I smile to myself, and then lick the length of his shaft. As much as I want to tease him, I want him to have the experience he wants. “Fuckkk…” I swallow his meat and it tastes fucking delicious.

“MMmm…”

“Yeah…oh….”

“MmmMmm.” I hum approvingly as I slobber over him.

“Suck it. Yeah, good boy…” 

As much as I like to be dominant, the good boy coming from him just does it for me. 

“You wanna fuck me, mate?” I suck the side of his cock while awaiting his response. 

“You’re sucking my dick like you want to get fucked,” he moans. I go back to sucking him while I think about my response. He's not wrong. I'm not a bottom but I'll try this dick at least once. 

“Yeah, I want it.” I say with determination. “Then, we'll be square.”

“You want it?” I can't see his eyes, but his mouth is in a wonderful orgasmic shape. 

“Yeah, I want it.” I suck his dick like how I like my bottoms to service my cock. 

“Come get it then.” Jordan pulls his hat down further until I can barely see his mouth.

I climb onto the couch, plant my feet on both sides of him, and lower myself down. 

“Oh…” His tip feels enormous on my ring. Because of how wet I made him, the tip slides in automatically. I can't take much more than that, so I push off. 

“I thought you wanted it,” Jordan holds the base of his shaft, and I attempt to take him again. I succeed in taking in a little bit more, and we both groan at the sensation. “Come on, mate. Be a good boy.” 

Be a good boy. 

I push myself downwards to take his thick cock, sending electric pain and pleasure to my body. 

Be a good boy.

Be a good boy!!!

I take a deep breath and let go of my leg control, fully impaling myself on my roommate. 

“AhhHH!” I cry out.

“Oh fuck… you're so tight….mmm…” 

“You're huge…” I strain out. What I can see of his mouth forms into a smile as he hears that. 

“You like this?” Jordan starts thrusting up. 

“Oh!”

“You think about this a lot?” The rhythm of his hips accelerates quickly. His dick jabs into my insides unapologetically. 

“Oh! Oh! Oh!” I feel powerless against his rapid pumps.

“How many times have you squirted thinking about this?” He bites his lips in concentration. “Huh?” 

“Oh! Oh! Fuck!” He is relentless in his tirade. My cock flops on his stomach as he rails me.

Jordan grabs my waist and drills up quicker into me. I lean forward to grab onto his head for balance, and pull off his hat in the process. 

“You fucking fantasize about me, don't you, you dirty cunt!” He growls into my chest. His hands spread my cheeks apart and open my hole to his animalistic fucking. 

“Ohh! Oh! OH!!!” I am just a vessel for him right now! Just as he was for me last night! I feel my dick rubbing against his hairy stomach, leaving a trail of my pre-ejaculate and making it more slippery. 

“This is what you want, isn't it? Now you get it!” 

“Yeah!” I admit.

“Then.”

“Oh!”

“Take!”

“Ohh!”

“My!”

“OHHH!”

“Fucking!”

“AhHHH!”

“Dick!!!!”

The perpetual drilling loosens up my hole, and I relinquish my body to his movements. I let him pummel me like he wants, until he mutters what every man bottoming wants to hear. 

“I'm going to cum in your ass. I'm going to cum in your ass! I'm going to cum in…ahHHHHHh!” Jordan roars and thrusts deep inside me. 

“Ah FUCK!” I look down at my cock just in time to see myself explode on him. “AhHHh!” I had to look forward again as Jordan started drilling me again. 

“Fucking.. HELL.. ah!!!” I bet his ass is clenching on the butt plug right now. “MMmm!” I bounce on him, trying to get my only stimulation as I cum handsfree onto him. 

“Ahh!” 

“Fucking.. cunt!” Jordan pumps up into me 3 hard times before releasing my hips. My weakend legs give out and I sink into him. 

“Oh my god…” I laugh against his neck. It triggers him to laugh too. 

“You didn't have to cum on me again, you fucker.” 

“I didn't have a choice.” I move my knees to a more comfortable position and Jordan holds my hips still. 

“Now we’re dirty as fuck,” he says. “Ah…” He shivers inside me. 

“Dirty we are,” I press my sweaty body against his. “But now we’re all sorted, aren’t we?”