I can't believe sausagewithgirth thinks I'm that clueless. Yeah, I've been around men all my life, so I know how they act around other men. Does he really think I don't notice the effect seeing my fit body and big cock have on him? I am torturing him for a reason. My big cock is going to destroy his ass and throat one day soon, but I don't want it to be a one time thing. To get my seed in him, he will need to surrender to me completely. I know he's not ready to be my bitch yet, but the way he's looking at me, I know it's coming soon.
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It seems that my roommate, top4jock, is spending more and more time hanging out in our apartment naked or in his underwear. His thick cock always seems to be semi-hard. It's almost like he is torturing me on purpose, showing off his hot body to drive me crazy. I knew I would break soon, there was no way I could hang out, pretending not to stare at his exposed manhood, for much longer. There was just something about him, something more than just his cock, that made me want to serve him. I wanted to bring him pleasure and make him happy.
I knew that the moment I exposed my true desires to him, our relationship would change. I just did not know how. Would he be pissed off at having a fag for a roommate, or would he see it as an opportunity? I hoped he would see it as an opportunity, since that's what it was. With me as his personal fuck toy, he would never need to jerk off again. I would make sure his thick cock would get drained on a regular basis. Unlike the girls he dates, he will be able to use me whenever and wherever he wants to get himself off. He will be able to fuck my holes as hard as he desires, thinking of only his pleasure. Plus, he can pound my holes raw, with no latex coming between his meat and my warm fuck chute. I know I could make him feel good, if only he would let me.
It was taking longer for sausagewithgirth to tell me what we both knew he really wanted, so I made it harder to get himself off. I woke him up early to go running with me so he couldn't take care of his morning wood. I brushed my teeth while he was in the shower so he couldn't beat his meat in the shower. I kept him occupied in the afternoon because I knew he usually tried to knock one out before dinner. I lined up people to make video calls to him at bedtime.
He was becoming noticeably anxious. He did his best to hide it, but he started popping boners almost every time he saw my cock. After a week, though, it was clear to me that he was not man enough to ask for what he wanted. He needed me to make the decision from him.
He was sitting on the sofa next to me as I watched the hockey game. I know he was not there because he liked hockey. My team wasn't doing well, so I needed a distraction. I grabbed his head by the hair, and he did not resist as I pulled his face down to my crotch. I held him with my cock just out of reach of his tongue.
"Before I let you do this, you need to understand what you're doing. You're telling me that being my fag is more important to you than being my friend. Our friendship will be over, and you will only be my bitch. You will sacrifice your right to ever say no to me. I will fuck you whenever, wherever, and however I want. You will do anything I ask without hesitation. Any failure on your part will be met with swift and harsh punishment. Do you understand what you are asking for?" I asked him, pulling his head so he was looking me in the eyes.
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My roommate woke up and wanted to see the scores from last night's games. It never occurred to him to pull on some shorts, after all it was only us guys in the apartment. He grew up with four brothers and spent a lot of time undressed in locker rooms, it felt natural hanging out naked. He knew he had no reason to be shy, after all he was well hung and fit.
He had no idea what the sight of his morning wood did to me. I was horny all the time. I wanted nothing more than to get on my knees between his thighs and suck a load, or two, out of his balls.