Date: Thu, 23 Jun 2016 17:25:25 -0400
From: Rachtoo <raashtu@gmail.com>
Subject: Naked Jock Roommate: Part 4

Naked Jock Roommate

Sorry for the long wait on this one. Hopefully it was worth it? I'll have
to take a little hiatus after this installment--unfortunately, writing for
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Part 4: Just For a Little Bit

It shouldn't have surprised me how easily Park was able to get back to
normal after that night when I walked in on him fucking Red. Again. Only
this time, I had joined in, so to speak. But that was just how he was. The
plus side of his total lack of boundaries was that having me lube his hefty
schlong before he plugged Red's ass in our shared dorm room was just
another way for him hang out with his friends.

The down side was that Park was now even more uninhibited around me. He
would get quite handsy, finding any excuse to grab my ass. Most of the
time, he'd catch me by surprise, when I was rummaging around under my bed
or rushing to get ready for class. When I turned around to object, he would
be grinning ear to ear.

"You could at least have the courtesy to look guilty," I'd complain.

"I'm sowwy," he'd say, clearly not sorry, and then pout until I laughed.

I didn't see Red again for a while. Park didn't bring him up, and he was
normally so open about everything, I assumed there had either been a bad
parting or that they were just having crazy acrobatic sex at Red's place.

While there had been a substantial lull in my sex life, there were more
than enough things to distract me. College was full of so many things going
on all the time: free lectures, free concerts, political groups, intramural
sports... Dave's mom was some hotshot media exec, so she kept badgering him
to work for the school newspaper, saying it would be good experience for a
communications major. I thought she had a point, so I signed us up and
scored an invitation to Thanksgiving from Dave's grateful mother in the
process.

The editors took themselves a bit too seriously for the biweekly paper they
ran--they had a training program, complete with a manual and
everything. Dave and I were to shadow the copyeditors before they'd even
consider giving us a reporting assignment. Being a college paper, most of
the reporters weren't going to get their articles in until the very last
minute, so Dave and I spent the better part of our Friday evening in the
stuffy basement of the student center while we gorged ourselves on donuts
and stale chips. Of course, once the emails started pouring in, we got to
working and it wasn't till midnight that we were finally allowed to go
home.

"I'm free! I'm free!" Dave shouted as he bounded down the steps of the
building.

I chuckled at his antics. "God, I thought we'd never get out of there!"

"I'm wiped. I'm gonna hit the sack."

"I think I'm going to take a shower first. I probably smell of cheap coffee
and old cheetos."

"Did you see that skinny dude with the goatee? He must have had like a
hundred maple bars!"

"Ten. I counted. It was disgusting." I shuddered.

"Dude, I think he was high."

"No way! Really?"

"I'm telling you Mike." Dave sniff-checked his shirt. "I think the pot
smell even rubbed off on me."

"You're full of shit."

"Whatever, dude. He was as baked as the donuts he was gobbling."

"Aren't donuts fried?"

"Fuck if I know!" Dave swiped his card and swung open the door to our
dorm. "I think I'm gonna take a shower too. Wash this grass of my ass and
then sleep like a baby!"

"Oh." I felt a sinking feeling in my stomach. "Yeah, you should do that. I
might just go to bed."

Dave sensed my tension.

"What, suddenly you don't want to shower with me? My naked ass ain't THAT
ugly, dude!" he joked.

Truth be told, it was the exact opposite that I was afraid of. I was
worried that my overstuffed bubble butt would freak out Dave. I was tired
of guys making fun of me for it in high school and I didn't need that to be
part of my dynamic with Dave.

"Sheesh, fine, I'll keep you company." I ceded.

I intended to just wait in the main bathroom area while Dave showered. That
way we could still talk, but I'd able to avoid stripping down in front of
him.

"Oh, dude, did I tell you about this guy Aldo that Nicci's friends with?"

I shook my head no as we stepped into the bathroom. It just occurred to me
that not only would I be stripping in front of Dave, he'd be naked in front
of me as well.

"Nicci's really close to him, like she gets all handsy with him when we're
hanging out." Dave explained as he chucked off his shoes and unzipped his
jacket.

"Uh huh," I agreed. I tried not to think about what was going to happen
once we got to the showers, which apparently I wasn't doing too well
because my cock had decided to start filling out in my jeans.

"Yeah, it was weird. I know Nicci can be flirty, but this seemed like more
than that," Dave continued.

He peeled off his shirt and started unbuttoning his jeans. Dave had an
average build, but his large pink nipples were a bit of a surprise to me.

"I kind of want to talk to her, but don't want to make it a big dal, you
know?"

"Uh huh..." What was wrong with me? I couldn't even hang out with Dave
without perving on him?

"Hurry up, dude!" Dave said looking over at me with all my clothes still
on. "You're not going to shower in your jeans are you?"

"I don't... I'm just too tired, you go ahead..." I suggested with a small
voice. His pristine tighty whities clung to his package, so I could clearly
see the outline his shaft against the snug cotton.

"Come on, man, it'll be relaxing!" His balls shifted around inside his
briefs as he walked over to the cubbies and retrieved his towel.

"Dave, I--"

Before I could finish my sentence, Dave pulled down his tighty whities,
revealing his pale posterior. I even caught a glimpse of his nutsack
dangling between his legs as he bent down to pull off his underwear and
toss them aside.

"Dave, I think I'm going to go to bed now!" I called out to him. I had a
full blown erection by now and needed to get out of there.

"Can't hear you!" came his response, over the sounds of the running
showerhead.

I knew this was bound to happen eventually but it was still embarrassing to
be naked in front of Dave. The worst of the teasing in high school was when
my best friends joined in with the other guys, laughing at me because of my
bubble butt, calling me Plumpasaurus and Girlybutt. I was worried that the
same thing would happen with Dave. Plus, I had a boner!

"Dude, what're you waiting for?" Dave asked.

I was nervous about going in there but didn't think there was a way I could
slip away to my room without making it A Thing. I tried thinking about
boring things to help my boner subside, like mulch and dirt, and then I
started imagining getting dirty in the mud, and washing it off in the
shower in front of Dave, and that wasn't helping.

"Mike, you okay out there?"

"Yeah!" With a sigh, I shucked my clothes. I smacked my dick hard a few
times, and the pain was enough to make it go down enough to be
unnoticeable. With a prayer on my lips, I gingerly stepped in.

"Are you going to the a cappella concert?" Dave asked, as he soaped up.

There he was, all naked. His soft member bobbed around as he scrubbed all
over.

"Umm... yeah... I dunno..." I didn't want to be right next to Dave, so I
chose the next one over and tried to avoid eye contact.

"Nicci says we have to go support her friends," Dave continued, turning
around to stick his face under the stream. The water matted his short blond
hair against his face.

"Yeah..." I gulped. He looked... sexy.

"Oh I'm sorry," Dave said, looking over at me. "Here."

He handed me his bottle of shower gel.

"Thanks," I muttered uncomfortably. In the brief moment our eyes made
contact, Dave picked up on my discomfort.

Shit! The jug was up. I'd broken the unspoken man code by Making It a
Thing.

"So..." Dave's voice had gone from easy-breezy to tensed-up in an
instant. "Are you gonna go?"

I was now acutely aware of my body language. Was I coming off too gay? Was
it weird that I was avoiding eye contact, or was it more weird to try and
make eye contact? Did it look like I was checking him out? Was I giving off
any gay vibes?

"Go?" I asked, soaping up quickly, hoping to end this as soon as possible.

"Yeah, to the concert..."

"Oh, right!" God, I was making this even more awkward. "Sure!"

I was watching Dave not watching me out of the corner of my eye. As soon as
I washed off, I handed the soap back to Dave, which he accepted without
looking directly at me, so I knew he was also watching out of the corner of
his eye.

So now we were both watching each other not watch each other. My dick
hardened.

"Okay, I'm done!" Dave announced, turning off his showerhead and quickly
stepping out.

"'Kay" I squeaked back.

I turned the water to cold and grit my teeth as I waited for my boner to
subside. Thankfully, when I stepped out, Dave was staring intently at his
phone with his towel wrapped around him. Now I just needed to...

"Shit." I just realized.

"What?" Dave asked without looking up.

"I don't have my towel with me!"

Dave looked up, giving my naked dripping body a once-over. The look in his
eyes made me shudder.

"Do you want to--?" Dave began.

"Would it be okay if--?" I asked at the same time.

"Do you want to use mine?" Dave repeated.

"If you don't mind," I said politely.

Dave unwrapped the towel and handed it to me, then busied himself with his
phone while I wiped off. There was a full-length mirror right outside the
shower area, and I caught him staring a few times as I dried off. I guess
he probably caught me checking him out too. I couldn't stop staring at the
dusting of little blond hairs all over him. And it looked like Dave was
pretty interested in my cushy derriere too--it looked like his dick was a
little bigger than it had been earlier, though maybe that was just from the
heat of the showers.

"I'll get our clothes," Dave offered, walking over to the benches. "Here!"

I didn't expect him to toss my clothes at me. I dropped the towel to catch
them, but missed, so everything landed on the wet shower floor.

"Oh, dang!"

FUCK.

"Sorry about that, man!"

"It's okay," I said, even though it was not. How weird would it be if I
tried to put on soaking wet jeans?

"It's just down the hall..." Dave pointed out as he hurriedly got
dressed. Now I'd look like a prude if I asked to borrow his dripping wet
towel to cover up.

"Yeah..." I would even have settled for borrowing his jacket to tie around
my waist, at least covering my extra large ass as I walked down the
hallway.

With some trepidation, I followed Dave out of the bathroom. I held my wet
clothes in front of my dick as I stepped out, but that left my buns in the
open for all the world to see. I was terrified that someone would pick that
exact moment to come out of their room and catch me in my birthday
suit. Even if no one else was there, Dave was treated to the sight of my
buttocks bouncing around as I rapidly tiptoed to my room.

"Alright thanks Dave have a good night see you tomorrow!" I blurted out as
I slipped inside.

Whew. That has been unnecessarily awkward and weird and I was just glad to
be back in my room.

"Hiya, Mikey!"

Crap.

"Daaaaaaamn, roomie!" Park put down his lecture notes and focused his gaze
on me. "Were you walking around showing off your amazing ass to the whole
dorm?"

"I, uh, forgot my towel..." I mumbled as I quickly dumped my wet clothes in
the laundry hamper. My dick was still rock hard and throbbing, so I didn't
want to turn around to face Park. I awkwardly shuffled to my dresser with
my back turned to him.

"Are you putting on a sexy little dance for me, Mikey?" Park asked coyly.

"Haha! No, just, getting my PJs."

"So soon?" Park sounded disappointed. "How are you going to tell if you
like it if you don't even try?"

Park had kept trying to convince me to join him in his nudist habits, but
I'd kept telling him I'd do it later. I didn't have the heart to refuse him
outright, he seemed so disappointed every time I turned him down.

"Not tonight, Park."

"Come on, Mikey, you're already naked, just chill out for a bit with me."

"I don't know..." I groaned, gingerly turning to face him.

"I'm already naked, there's nothing to feel awkward about!"

"It's just..." I hesitated. "I have a little problem."

Park looked down at my hands covering my crotch.

"That's totally normal! Here, if it makes you feel any better." He reached
down and started playing with his own hefty schlong.

"Park! What're you doing?" I asked in shock.

"Just joining you," Park casually explained as he pulled on his oversized
pud. "That way we can hang out without you feeling awkward about having a
boner."

I blushed at his directness. I guess it was sweet, in a way. God, what was
I even thinking? I'd become so accustomed to Park's warped logic that I was
considering hanging out in my dorm room naked and sporting wood with my
nudist jock roommate.

"Come on, Mikey, it's just me..." He looked up at me with his puppydog
eyes.

I relented. I uncovered my cock let my boner spring forward.

"There we go," Mikey coaxed, as I stood there turning bright pink.

It just occurred to me that I was standing naked in front of my gay jock
roommate while he jerked off his massive meatstick. Strangely, I didn't
feel like Park was perving on me. He was much too... nice for that. But
there were definitely some sparks flying in the air.

"Here, let's push our beds together," Park suggested. With his considerable
strength, he easily slid mine over flush against his and hopped in. "Come
on, lie down with me."

"Okay..." I agreed in a small voice as I got onto my bed.

Park placed one arm around me and held me close, while he kept tugging on
his big boner with the other.

"How was your first night with the newspaper people?" He asked, as if this
were just a normal conversation between roommates.

It was, I suppose, only we were lying naked in bed with our sides touching
while Park lazily stroked his colossal manhood.

"It was okay, I guess," I ventured. "It was just such a long night!"

"Yeah, you've been gone all day! They really make you work, huh?"

It was nice to relax with Park and tell him all about my day. It was a
little weird that we were naked and in bed as we did this, but Park's
muscular jock bod was actually pretty nice for snuggling, and he used the
strong arm wrapped around me to massage my shoulder and arms. Laying there,
offloading all of my worries to my roommate, it actually felt really nice.

"Hold on, Mikey, we've got a bit of a problem."

"Oh, I'm sorry, am I making your arm fall asleep?" I asked.

"Haha, that's not it." He seemed amused by the very notion that the weight
of his puny little roommate might tire out his bulging biceps. "You're only
at half mast."

"Half mast?"

Oh. My dick.

"Park!"

"What? I put some life into PJ to keep you company. Don't leave me hangin'
now buddy!"

I would never understand this boy. "Fine!" I stroked my dick till it was
fully hard again. "Happy now?"

"Much better!" Park said with a smile. "Now what were you saying about the
copyeditor being high?"

We kept chatting like that for a while. Both of us kept one hand on our
cocks the whole time, keeping up a lazy pace on it so that we were
constantly hard, but it never got beyond that. I was so tired and relaxed
and a little turned on, it was actually like riding a pleasant buzz. Park's
body was so nice and warm and surprisingly soft in all the right places.

"Mikey?"

I jerked my eyes open. "Yeah?"

Park smiled. "I think it might be time to sleep."

"Yeah," I agreed, shutting my eyes again.

That night, I had the strangest dreams:

I was back in high school, doing my warm up stretches for a track meet,
when I looked down and realized I was only in my jockstrap. I was terrified
that everyone would look at my bubble butt bulging out between the straps
and laugh at me, but I was painfully hard at the same time. Park offered to
cover me--only he was naked too, so he had to stand right behind me to
cover me up. His dick kept poking against my asshole but I didn't have time
to do anything because the race was about to begin. It was one of those
partner races where I had to hold myself like a wheelbarrow and walk on my
hands while Park held on to my legs. We couldn't let anyone know Park was
naked, so he wedged his dick between by puffy asscheeks to hide it. His
cockhead kept pushing against my pucker, which got me hard and my cock was
slipping out of my jockstrap, but I couldn't do anything about it because
my hands were holding me up in the wheelbarrow position as I raced
forward. Park's cockhead kept pushing against my rosebud, but no one could
tell because my fleshy globes completely engulfed his mammoth dick.

In the next dream, I was in the gym doing squats. Mikey was spotting me,
only he was lying underneath me with his dick pointing straight up. Every
time I bent down, his dick would brush against my tighty whities. His
precum was soaking into the cotton and creating a wet spot, but I couldn't
stop because everyone in the gym was looking at me and counting my reps. My
legs were straining from the reps, so Park reached up to hold my legs to
support me so I could keep going. My tighty whiteys kept getting wetter and
wetter as his cockhead kept leaking precum into the crevice between my
asscheeks and soon enough it was dripping wet.

Then I was in a lecture hall in the middle of my morning class sitting next
to Dave in the back row. Dave was taking a shower, which seemed perfectly
normal, but I was afraid that I would get a boner from watching him and
that everyone would make fun of me. Professor Diaz told Dave to make sure I
was clean behind my ears, so Dave began to wash me. He was very thoroughly
cleaning between my buttcheeks and simultaneously rubbing my dick. But
rather than stroking my cock, he was just sort of patting it with a flat
palm. It was so frustrating, I was rubbing up against his palm, but he
wasn't even moving his hand now. I was so close, I just wanted to bust my
nut.

"Please," I begged.

"Easy there, Mikey," Park whispered softly.

What.

I caught myself mid-thrust, and realized that I had been humping Park's
trunk-sized thighs in my sleep.

"Oh my god, Park, I'm so sorry!" I was red with embarrassment.

"It's okay, buddy! You must have been having some pretty nice dreams." Park
surprised me by reaching down and grasping my dick in his hand. "You're so
hard."

"Oanh!" I squealed as he gently squeezed my throbbing erection.

"You know what else you were doing in your sleep?" Park asked as he softly
toyed with my cock.

"Wha-a-a-a-a-t?" I moaned.

Park leaned in to whisper into my ear: "You were grinding Plumpy onto my
cock pretty hard."

"Oh!" I yelped. Somehow the image of me desperately backing my large rump
onto Park's schlong in my sleep made my dick lurch with excitement.

"You even got some of my precum on there!" He parted my cheeks and swiped
one finger over my hole--

"OHH!"

--and showed it to me. "Look!"

"Park... please..." I mumbled incoherently as I thrust into his hand.

"Your ass is so sensitive, Mikey, damn!" Park gingerly placed one finger
directly on my boyhole.

"UNH!" I squealed again.

"Fuck, yeah, Mikey!" Park rubbed small circles around my asshole with his
finger as I kept humping his enclosed fist.

In my state of semi wakefulness, I was in a haze of horniness. I kept
thrusting into Park's enclosed fingers, desperately seeking that sweet good
friction inside his fist. At the same time, Park's digital stimulation of
my asslips had my brain spinning in circles. I was erratically humping
Park's hand and backing my asshole onto his practiced fingers, blindly
reaching towards the sweet sensations at either end.

"Hey Mikey?" Park asked gingerly as I panted against his chest.

"Ye-ea-uh?"

"W-would it be okay if I, um.. ate out your ass for a bit?"

I looked up at him, a slight blush over his beautiful face. He seemed so
scared that I might say no, even though he could have asked me for a
million dollars right now and I would have agreed.

"Uh sure, just for a little bit, though."

I wasn't even sure what I had agreed to. It was just an instinctive
response. My body shuddered at the memory of the last time I had agreed to
let Park have his way with me.

"I'll be gentle," Park assured me as he flipped me onto my stomach, got up
behind me and pulled my hips up so that my ass stuck straight out into the
air.

Wait, had he said eating out? Like, cunnilingus? Except, I didn't have a--

"Lookit that..." he whispered in awe as he delicately traced my asslips
with his fingers.

"Ha-a-a-a!" I shivered as the realization dawned on me about what exactly I
had agreed to do.

"You like that?" Park asked, sliding fingers all over my trembling pucker.

"UNNGHH-haaaaa!" I screamed as he replaced his fingers with his tongue.

I was on cloud nine! Park knew just how to lick and nibble and slurp and
suck on my asshole to drive me up the wall. I groaned and moaned with each
swipe of his tongue over my rosebud. Is this what women felt like when
getting eaten out? No wonder they loved it! I was feeling pleasure in ways
I hadn't even known was possible.

"AH!" I yelled as he stuck in a finger unexpectedly.

"I'm sorry, Mikey! Is this okay?"

"Uh-huh!" I grunted as I thrust my ass back onto his finger. If anything, I
wanted more.

"Fuck, yeah!" Park hissed as he slipped in a second finger.

"Ooooaah!" My hole was clamping around his two fingers, unsure of how to
respond to this sudden intrusion. It burned, but it was a good burn, the
right mix of pain and pleasure to make my head spin. "Oh, PARK!"

"You're so tight, Mikey!" Park cooed as he slowly withdrew one of his
fingers.

"No!" I begged. "Shove it in me!"

"Fuck, yeah!" Park grunted as he jammed his finger back inside.

"AAAGH!"

He roughly pulled his fingers out and stuck them back in.

"GH-HAAA!"

He did it again.

"OH, FUCK!"

"You like that?" Park asked, playfully swatting my ass with his other hand.

"Hndmm..." I mumbled into the pillow.

"What was that?"

"Harder! Park, please, harder!"

Park smacked my ass, hard. I heard the sharp sound a second before I felt
the sting on my right buttcheek.

Did he just SPANK me?

"Mmmh, yes, Park, please!"

And was I now begging for it? What was even going on? How was I suddenly
reduced to grovelling like a little bitch?

"Oh, you like that?" Park spanked me again, harder, on the left cheek.

"Owww..." I moaned.

It hurt, but it also felt so... naughty. It was like I was letting go,
submitting to my musclebound stud of a roommate, letting him have his way
with me. At the same time, it was such a turn on knowing that a ripped god
like him was so turned on by me.

Park paused his two-finger assault of my boyhole and gently stroked my
hair.

"You okay, Mikey?" Park asked. Such a sweet boy, underneath all that raw
power.

"Spank me, Park..." I whispered, not even believing the words as I said
them.

"Alright, then." Even as I lay bent over on the bed with my ass upturned, I
could hear the devilish smile as he said it.

Park started slow, smacking one cheek and then the other, making by ass
jiggle with each hit.

"Ow... ow..." I moaned ever so softly. It hurt but I liked it.

Park rubbed soothing circles with his hand, and then suddenly struck again.

"Owwwwww..." I cried softly into the pillow as the spanks got harder, but I
didn't want him to stop. I wanted him to be rough with me, to use me to get
himself off. "Owwwooo!"

Gradually, Park picked up the pace, spanking faster, harder, rougher. My
ass felt like it was on fire, and I was sure that it was bright red at this
point. I bit into the pillow and lowered my head down between my arms as he
kept spanking my upturned posterior. From this perspective, I could see my
dick, still hard, drooling precum, and behind that, Park's enormous
erection, throbbing with each spank.

"Ah-ah-owwwww!" By this point, I was sobbing into the pillow.

"Plumpy likes that, huh?" Park asked, raining down blows on my large bouncy
tush. I could feel that he was beginning to lose control, his lust
overtaking his senses.

"Yes..." I moaned, sniffling.

"FUCK!" Park yelled, before diving back in between my cheeks to feast on my
now rosy red ass.

"UNNNNNH!" I squealed. My ass was even more sensitive after that
tenderizing spanking session.

Park's tongue wormed it's way into my boyhole, spearing me with short
delightful jabs. He rubbed his hands all over my melon-sized jiggly glutes
as he gently scraped his teeth along my asscrack. Each bite and lick sent
tremors up my spine and made my cock leak furiously.

"Fuck, yeah!" Park cried out as he stuck a thumb into my spit-soaked hole.

"Haaaaaa! Yessssss..."

Park pulled out, and stuck in his other thumb.

"FUCK! Yessss..."

He alternated one and then the other, sliding them in and out of my hole,
drooling more saliva onto my boychute as needed. At this point, I was an
incoherent babbling mess. Park knew exactly what he was doing. Each thrust
of his thumbs pressed on something inside my ass that drove me crazy. I was
so close, so close!

"Park, I'm going to... ohhh!"

"You like that, Mikey? You like how I make your boyhole sing?"

"Ouuuuu!" I squealed.

My asshole was now a blur of friction as his thumbs pistoned in and out of
me, one then the other, one then the other, and then before I knew it they
were both inside me pulling my tight hole open.

"That's it Mikey, open up for me!"

"Oh-oh-hunnnnnnhh!" I groaned.

My rock hard dick kept bubbling precum as Park kept torturing the pleasure
button deep inside of me. My whole body was thrumming in ecstasy.

"Let it go, Mikey."

"Hoaaahhh!" I threw my head back as my dick started leaking cum. Not
spurting it out, just slowly dribbling out my orgasm as Park kept up his
ministrations on that sweet spot deep inside of me.

"Cum for me, Mikey..." Park whispered.

I had never cum like this before. It was so different, yet just as
powerful. My whole body relaxed as my dick kept spewing my seed, slowly
coaxed out by Park's expert thumbs.

"OHHHHH!"

Just when I thought I was done, Park pulled out one thumb, smeared it with
my cum, and reached between my legs to grab my dick.

"FUUUUUCK!" I yelped as he jacked on my overly sensitive dick once, twice,
three times, and then I was coming again, my body writhing with pleasure as
my dick tried to pump out even more semen, except my balls were drained.

"Aw, yeah! Lookit that Mikey, you're shooting blanks!"

"Hahh! Hahh!" I panted, as my cock continued to spasm even after he'd
pumped me of all my cum.

"Damn, Mikey! You're a wild one, aren'tcha?"

"Hraaaaah!" I groaned. How did he do that? How was Park able to have a
normal conversation like this even as he delivered the wildest orgasm I had
ever experienced in my life?

"You discovered your lovenut today, buddy!"

"Fuuuuck!" I panted, overly sensitive after my dual orgasm, as Park gently
poked inside me one last time before withdrawing his thumb.

"Plumpy's sensitive..." Park trailed off. He caressed my reddened cheeks,
lovingly squeezing them with both hands.

"Mmmm..." I purred contentedly.

I felt so deeply satiated, but there was something nagging me at the back
of my head.

"Park?"

"Yeah, buddy?" he asked, in between planting kisses on the meaty mounds of
my ass.

"You didn't cum." I twisted around to face him.

Park smiled. "That's okay, buddy."

"No, I... I want you to."

"Well..." Park held my gaze as he licked my asshole. "I'm actually pretty
close. Can I keep doing this?"

"Uh..." I felt a flush rise up to my face. He really, really liked my
ass. And I really, really liked that he did.

"Pwease?" Park mock-begged, planting a big wet kiss directly on my asshole.

Any other time, I would have laughed, but I was still in a weird floaty
horny headspace. So, I reached back, grabbed the back of his head, and
mashed his face into my asscrack.

"Hmmm..." Park groaned as he nuzzled the deep crevice of my bubble butt.

"Uhhhh!" I let out a high pitched yelp as Park French kissed my boyhole.

"Hrnnnn-NNNG!" Park sucked and slurped with renewed vigor and before I knew
it I felt him tense and then felt the warm splashes of cum against my
thighs.

I peeked down between my legs to see a large puddle of cum on the sheets
and Park shaking off the last few drops from PJ.

"Jesus, that felt good!" Park announced cheerily.

"You're telling me?"

Park looked down at my upside-down face framed between my two legs and his
beloved Plumpy and grinned.

It was going to be hard to go back to normal after this one.

"You sexy little thing!" Park growled as he laid a single final kiss right
on my asshole.

Maybe that wouldn't be such a bad thing.

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