Hot Roommate Blues by Parker Avrile

Author:Parker Avrile
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: gay romance, mm romance, academy romance, bully romance, all-male college, gay coming of age, gay new adult
Publisher: Paris April Press
Published: 2021-01-08T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-One

Kingsley

I didn't always go out the window. When you're floating on air, you don't mind walking down the hall and through the lobby. You don't even notice the extra steps. That morning, we woke early, the two of us crunched into the same bed, Stryker's mouth already slurping my wake-up hard-on.

“Mmmm.” He buzzed the most obscene sensations into my flesh. His left hand reached out to flop around the night table for the lube.

I rolled on my back, a lot of my weight on my shoulders, the better to curl my ass away from the mattress. He had a little trick of greasing his fingers, then gliding them into my hole to tease me to insanity while he gobbled on my tool. His middle finger in particular had a certain gift for stroking into my gland.

“Mmmm.” He buzzed again.

Dear fuck. My ass lifted higher. My dick did too. And then I was spurting. My left hand smacked back against my own mouth, the better to stifle my screams. The whole dorm didn't need to hear me lose it.

When I caught my breath, I did it all back to him just the way he showed me. His muscular buttocks opened reluctantly at first. More of his control issues. Not a problem, I could work with that. I enjoyed teasing him with a single slick finger that alternately touched him at his most secret place and then skittered away.

Beg for it. If not with words, with body language.

“Fuck.” He tried not to jab too deeply down my throat. He tried to hold back. Tried to tease right back at me.

Forget it, you're not holding back anything.

Control is a myth. We all lose it. I lost it, you'll lose it too.

Faster than you ever thought possible.

And so my lips worked, my throat opened, my finger tapped the critical spot. It wasn't very long at all before he was the one stifling his shrieks with his own balled-up fist.

All in all, a nice way to wake up. I'm pretty sure I was singing in the shower.

Gray was at the desk this morning, a mug of coffee at his lips. He gulped a little too hard, then waved me over. “Kingsley.”

“Hey, dude.”

“Need to talk to you about something.”

“Kay.”

“Not now. Eleven o'clock. Expresso?”

“Fine.” I turned to go, but he'd put down his coffee and had a hand on my arm.

“How's young love?” He was teasing, but his eyes looked more serious than they should.

I laughed it off. “Young roommates with benefits, you mean. See you later, man. I need to get to class.”

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