Gallagher - Third Time's The Charm

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I was on the fence about my sexuality. I had experimented with guys and girls back in school, and while sex with girls didn't blow me away, bottoming for guys was confusingly equal parts exciting and unpleasant. Topping a guy was fun, too, but again… not the “oh my God” experience my friends described their sex as. 

Early in my freshman year of college, I was pretty sexually frustrated despite having opportunities with hot college girls. I started getting nervous about performing adequately. My dick is 5” cut, an average thickness, with a slight upward curve, and I've had concerns about size equaling pleasure. Then again, the two times I tried to bottom were with guys close to my size and…that was way too big for my tight hole.

I tried to tell myself sex wasn't important, but the longer I went without it, the more I was desperate for it. A couple of weeks ago, a guy from my World History class sent me a private message, which I of course accepted. Through conversation over a week, it came out that we both consider ourselves bisexual, but on the DL. Of course, he is a “strict top,” and I told him about my experiences. He told me he'd love to top me and showed me a picture of his dick, which was a huge 8” cut.

“Holy shit, that is way too big,” I told him. 

“Nah, you just need a good top to teach you how to bottom.” He explained. “I've been working with a big dick my entire life, so I know how to make it good, if you'll let me. 

“I don't know, man. I don't think I can. I was in pain taking 5 inches, and decided never again would I bottom hahaha.” The conversation had me rock hard, shorts and boxers around my ankles, slowly stroking my dick. Even though I wasn't going to go through with it, just knowing he wanted to fuck me had me oozing precum.

“Well, if you change your mind, I'd love to get inside you. Treat you right and bust inside you.” His sales pitch had me back on the fence. I know I can make stupid decisions when horny, so I quickly stroked myself off, blowing my wad into a tissue. 

“Sorry, man. I am really tempted, and you’re hot as hell… but I know I can't handle a dick that big.” I finally replied after pulling up my boxer-briefs. 

“No worries. If you change your mind, though, hit me up.” I felt like his interest was already draining. 

“I will. Just to make sure, this conversation stays between us, right?” I hit send, knowing the answer but making sure. 

“Of course, sexy. Damn, you're so cute. I'm looking at this photo of you at a pool in those red Speedos, and I'm rock hard hahahah.”

“Oh yeah, I was on the swim team all 4 years of high school,” I told him. 

“It shows. Your body is so tight, and your ass is a perfect perky little bubble. My dick would look so good sliding into it hahaha.” His messages were so hot. 

I clicked on his profile and started looking at his photos. Clearly, he played basketball in high school; there are a lot of photos of him playing both in uniform on a gymnasium court and shirtless on a street court in a park. His dark brown skin glistening in the sunlight, all of his muscles popping as he hung from a rim with a sexy smile on his face. He’s not the tallest on his team, but I’ve seen him in the lecture hall, and he’s got at least six inches on me. “How about this, I'm not saying no…I'm just saying, not tonight?”

“I'll take that. I would want to get you when I have the apartment to myself anyway. That way, I can take my time and treat you like a bottom needs to be treated.”

Another 48 hours went by, and we had our second hot chat session with him, almost convincing me to come over. I blew my load on my own just thinking about him being able to fuck me, and that was that. 

Saturday came around, and it was an amazing late-summer day, where the air was just right and everyone was settled into their routines enough to be less stressed. By nightfall, it seemed every frat was having a party or “mixer,” and if you weren't going to any of those, there were anti-Greek parties happening in various dorms, so there were zero excuses not to be partying. I was invited to a lot of them and hopped from one to the next, having a single drink at each to “place myself.”

Around 1 am, I had gone full circle and found myself drunk outside my dorm, and decided to make the smart choice and call it a night. Or so I thought. 

I took my time in the bathroom and shower, feeling refreshed but far from sober, I hopped online to look at some porn and jerk off.

Sitting in my task chair, wrapped in only a towel, I began searching on XTube for something hot to get me off. After only a few minutes online, I heard the notification for Facebook letting me know someone had sent me a message.

It was Jermaine. “Hey, you’re up late.”

My balls started to tingle with excitement, hoping to have another hot chat. “Yeah, was out party hopping, and then came home to jerk off hahahah.”

He quickly messaged back, “You went home to jerk off instead of coming here to let me give you an orgasm?”

“Hahaha, well, no. I drank way too much and came back here to shower and go to bed, but…now I’m horny.”

“Why don’t you come over here and let me finally get inside you?” He asked.

My dick was instantly hard at the thought. So hard my towel popped open, and I started stroking and typing with one hand. “Man, you have no idea how tempted I am hahaha.”

Jermaine wasn’t having that. “Come over then. I promise you it’ll be the best dick you’ve ever had.” I started typing, but then he messaged me again. “Don’t say no, just come. You’re horny, I’m horny, let me get in that cute ass.”

My legs were fanning back and forth as my hard dick wobbled between them. I started typing “no,” but then decided to keep the conversation going a little longer. “I want to, but like I said, your dick is too big.”

“Bro, just come over and I promise I’ll be gentle.” He pressed.

I swallowed. The alcohol in my system had dulled my senses a bit, but cranked up my horniness, and I was genuinely considering it. “What if it hurts? Will you pull out?”

“Of course. Like I said, it’s going to feel good, you just gotta give me a chance. If you truly can’t handle it, I’ll pull out, but you gotta promise me that you’ll let me get inside you before you decide if you can handle it.”

My heart was thumping out of my chest. “I really don’t think I can, and I don’t want to make you mad if I can’t handle it.” I gave my dick a squeeze, hoping to get a response that pushed me over the edge one way or another.

“Look, Ghallager, if you don’t want to try, I’m not gonna force you. But if you are going to come over, you should come now while my roommates are all out at the parties.” He insisted.

I was so nervous, I was shaking. I really wanted to try having sex with a guy again, and Jermaine is hot as hell, but fuck, I really think it’s going to hurt like hell. “I’m coming over. Give me ten minutes.” I hit send before I could talk myself out of it.

“I’ll watch the clock,” he said and signed out.

I quickly threw on a clean pair of boxer-briefs, a t-shirt, a hoodie, along with some jeans, and was out the door. His apartment is a quick walk from my dorm, so I was able to get there in record time without breaking a sweat.

Jermaine opened the door in just a pair of shorts sagging so low that most of his boxers were showing. His dark caramel colored skin looked freshly moisturized. I looked him up and down; his body was sexy as hell, and the winning grin on his face both turned me on and made me more nervous for what I agreed to take part in by coming over here.

He licked his lower lip, “Looking good, Gallagher.”

Standing next to him, I feel like a bit of a twink. I’m 5’6”, reddish brown hair cut short, and ghost-pale skin. Thankfully, he’s seen my photos, so I don’t feel like he’ll be disappointed when I’m naked in his bed. I took a step in and let him close the door behind me.

“You want a drink?” He asked, pulling me by the wrist through the terribly outdated apartment.

“Maybe just something to calm my nerves,” I said.

“I got you,” he pulled me into the kitchen and pulled two Smirnoff Ices from the fridge, then walked me to his bedroom, where he closed the door. He opened one bottle, handed it to me, then opened the other and took a sip. “Get comfortable,” he said, fixing his big brown eyes on my blue-green eyes. I chugged the Smirnoff and then kicked off my shoes. Unzipped my hoodie and sat on the edge of his bed. My heart thudded in my chest, but I tried to play it cool as I shyly waited for him to make a move. His grin grew as he set his drink down and walked over to me.

He leaned down, cupping my head in both his hands, and immediately kissed me, setting me at ease to some extent. Jermaine is an excellent kisser, and he tastes like mouthwash and weed. I let him push me back onto the mattress. We didn’t break our kiss, but we slowly moved up the bed until I felt a pillow and let my spinning head rest on it. He let his body gently fall onto mine. He must weigh 180 lbs, but he’s all lean muscle, and I can feel his muscles through my shirt as he lies on me and continues to kiss me sensually. We made out like that for easily twenty minutes, just tongues dancing in each other's mouths, moaning back and forth, grinding against each other. I could feel his hard dick dying to get out of his shorts as it rubbed against my equally hard bulge.

He started kissing my neck and moaned in my ear, “Fuck, Gallagher, you’re so sexy. I can’t wait to get inside you.” He kissed me one more time before sitting up, his legs straddling my waist. He reached down and grabbed the hem of my shirt, pulling it up. I flexed my abs to lift myself off the mattress and let him pull it off of me, not caring where it ended up because his mouth instantly went for my little pink nipples.

“Mmmm, fuck, Jehr, that feels good,” I twitched under him as he sucked, but then when he nibbled gently, it instantly became too much, and I pulled him off. “Ow, fuck, too hard,” I warned him. I felt his smile grow as he put his lips back on my nipple, being more gentle this time. I rubbed the back of his head, feeling the bristly hairs of his tight fade, and the muscles moving on his head as he sucked my nipple some more.

He shifted his weight so his legs spread mine, maneuvering himself under my knees so he could gently hump against my clothed body with his as he returned to kissing me on the mouth. We continued grinding for a few minutes before he broke the kiss, sitting up on his knees, his hands slid down my body, his fingers settling on the waist of my jeans, where he easily unhooked the button and pulled the zipper down. 

My heart started beating again, not to the point of shaking like earlier, thanks to the Smirnoff Ice, but thoughts were racing through my head as his fingers hooked into my waistband and yanked my jeans and boxer-briefs in one swift motion, exposing my cock and ass. He pushed my legs forward, pulled the last of my clothes off, and let my legs back down gently.

I didn’t want to back out, but I needed to see it in person, so I reached for his boxers and pulled them down in the front to set his dick free. It swung out like a third leg, the flared head was even more pink than mine, and then his skin darkened quickly to match the rest of him. I have never seen such a big dick in real life, and I’m sure he could see the fear in my eyes.

He quickly pushed his boxers down to his knees, then shuffled until he could get his shorts and boxers off completely, letting them fall to the floor, and then he was back on top of me. Kissing me, his naked chest against mine, his cock grinding into me as his abs massaged my smaller cock. Every time his head slid between my ass cheeks, I moaned into his mouth. 

I felt a rush of excitement. I really want to try and get him in me. If he can deliver on his promise to make it painless, I’ll be the happiest guy on Earth.

He broke the kiss and nuzzled into my neck, then started kissing his way down my chest, my abs, avoiding my dick, he kissed the space between my legs and balls, and then pushed my legs up by the knee, and his mouth landed on my hole.

I hissed in pleasure, “Oh shit, Jehr, that, fuck that feels good,” I hooked my elbows under my knees to give him better access. I’ve never had someone rim me before, and now I get it. The pleasure coming from his tongue was setting off mini nuclear explosions inside me. Every time he pushed his tongue deeper, it pushed a drop of precum out of my dick, and I was in heaven.

Jermaine licked my hole, then tongue fucked me to the point I could feel my pucker pulsing around his tongue, opening and closing to let him go deeper with every dart. I almost forgot about my dick because the magic he was working on my hole was so good it became the pleasure zone I always fantasized it would be.

When he pulled his tongue from my hole, he wiped his mouth and came back up to kiss me. Letting his dick tease my hole as he did, we moaned into each other's mouths as I wrapped my legs around his waist.

He moaned and then let out a low, “I want to be in you so bad,” as he humped his dick against my hole. “Do you want me inside you?”

I nodded and whispered, “I’m just...kinda nervous.”

“It’s ok, we’ll go slow,” he said, then kissed me for another minute before reaching for the lube and a magnum condom. He wasn’t in any kind of a rush as he sat up and rolled the condom down his shaft, then liberally applied lube before he started fingering some into my ass.

“Ahh, nghhh,” I groaned as his first long finger pushed into me.

“Just relax, Gallagher,” he coed, placing his left hand next to my chest on the bed, leaning over and kissing me as he inserted a second finger, very slowly. I groaned and squirmed under him. His fingers felt foreign, and my hole wanted to clamp down on him. It made me nervous again. I had hoped that it would all feel as good as his tongue, but the longer he wiggled his lubed fingers inside me and tried his best to prep my hole for his massive cock, the more nervous I became. “Damn, you’re tight,” he whispered with a little bit of a laugh in his voice.

I swallowed hard and tried to relax as he kissed me for a few more minutes before pulling his fingers out of my ass and lining his cock up with my hole. He put my left leg up on his shoulder and added a little more lube before he told me to breathe and push out. I felt the tip center up on my pucker, and the girth was bigger than my hole by a lot, making me clench as he added pressure. “Ungh, ahhh,” I groaned with a pinching feeling pushing on my ass hole.

“You gotta relax, Gallagher, it’ll feel so good once I’m inside, but you gotta relax and let me in.” He pushed harder, shifting his weight a little, and the head breached my tight ring.

The pain was instant and intense, “Ahhh, fuck, nghhh…nope, fuck, ahhh,” I groaned and pushed him out of me. Even with his head out of my hole, the sting seemed to continue into my guts like someone knocked the wind out of me.

Jermaine rubbed my abs with his left hand, hugging my leg with his right arm as he smiled at me, “Are you ok?”

I rocked from side to side, groaning, “Fuck man…I don’t know, I don’t think I can handle it, it’s too big,” I huffed.

He continued to soothe me, occasionally wiggling his cock between my ass cheeks. “I think you can handle it, Gallagher, you just need to let me in and let me stretch you out a bit.” He added a little more pressure, and I tried to relax as he slowly pushed the head back into my ring.

“Nnnnhghh, shiiiit,” I groaned. The stretching was painful, but it didn’t shoot into my guts like it did before, so I didn’t push him out this time. I don’t want to be a bitch, but fuck, this doesn’t feel good at all.

“Just breathe, I’m not pushing deeper. Just get used to it, the hard part is over,” he insisted.

I tried to breathe like he said, and true to his word, he didn’t push deeper. He just hugged my leg and started playing with my dick with his free hand. The pleasure from getting my dick stroked relaxed me a little, mixing the pain of his girth stretching my hole with something I loved.

Jermaine heard my breathing change from his stroking my dick and nudged his cock a little deeper.

“Nnnngh,” I groaned, feeling the air pushed out of my lungs as my hole stretched a little wider as he sank another inch into me.

“Just relax, you’re doing good, just gotta get you opened up. This ass is so tight, it’s gonna feel so good once I’m all the way in.” He said with confidence, stroking my now hardening dick a little faster.

I took several deep breaths and let him nudge even deeper. “Ungh….man...I don’t know,” I pushed on his rock-hard abs as his cock twitched inside me, every beat of his heart reverberating into me through his dick. It felt so good to be connected like this, but fuck, it stings so much, and there's a bit of a burn from my skin being stretched.

“You can handle it, Gallagher, I’m already halfway in,” He let my leg drop off his shoulder and leaned in to kiss me. He’s such a good kisser, it distracted me from the struggle of taking his dick as our lips were locked together and our tongues danced to the beat of his dick nudging slowly deeper into me. “Mmmm, that’s it, you have my whole dick in you, Gallagher,” he whispered in my ear and let his torso rest on mine. I wrapped my arms around him and felt him try to rock his hips, but it was instantly too much.

“Ungh, fuck, nghhhh,” I inhaled sharp and hissed. “Fuck, Jehr, it hurts, it’s too much,” I groaned, clenching my ass and pushing back on him.

“Mmmm, come on man, just give it a minute,” he rocked his hips again, this time it punched a little deeper inside me, and I squealed, pulling myself off and away enough that his entire dick fell out of my hole.

“Hhshshs, fuck, that stings so bad,” I groaned.

Jermaine adjusted himself between my legs, stroking his cock, giving me that sexy smile. “Fuck, bro, you’re so tight, it felt so good, I just want to be in you.” He leaned on the knuckles of his left hand, his eyes pleading with mine for permission to reenter my hole.

The sting was already subsiding, but I just don’t see this working out any better than the other two guys that tried to fuck me. I groaned, “I don’t know, man, I don’t think I can do it.”

“Let’s try a different angle,” he said. Then adjusted his position so he could flip me over onto my stomach. He added a little more lube to himself and me, then lined up his cock with my hole as he straddled my legs. He gently pushed, the head popped right in, but he hit resistance pretty quickly, and I groaned. I didn’t want to disappoint him, so I tried to relax as another two inches quickly made their way into my hole. Instead of pushing balls deep, he retracted those two inches and drove them back in. Repeating that motion over and over slowly as he held himself over me in a pushup position. His cock was hitting my prostate from this angle, and that felt good, but my ass still wasn’t adjusting to his girth. 

I just grit my teeth and groan as I tried to take him. He continued giving me only half his cock for a few minutes before he got bold and tried to push deeper. The fiery burn shot into me, and I shot up the mattress away from him. “Ow…fuc—kk,” I hissed and rubbed my wounded ass hole.

“Sorry, that was too much?” He asked.

I put my face into his pillow and groaned, “Damn man, I just don’t think I can do it.” I admitted defeat.

He crawled up behind me, lying on his side, assuming the big spoon position. He teased my hole with his dick a little, not pushing in. “I just want to be inside you, your ass is so hot, Gallagher.”

“Mmm, I know, but fuck dude, you’re too big,” I shook my head, but didn’t pull away from the teasing. The tip of his dick outside my hole was an amazing feeling, and if he wanted to stroke himself off like this, I’ll happily participate.

“Just let me try it from this angle,” he said, nudging his tip into my hole.

“Mmmmphh,” I grunted, but didn’t push him out. This entrance was a little easier than the last few attempts, and he sank about half his cock into me with a bit more ease.

“Mmm, that’s it, so fucking good,” he mumbled under his breath as he started rocking his hips and those three inches in and out of my hole. 

I hissed and struggled, but let him continue, hoping he would cum quickly, but he seemed to be taking his time for my sake; It was a double-edged sword. After a few dozen strokes, he pushed another inch deeper into me. “Unghh,” I groaned and rolled slightly away and onto my stomach, but didn’t push him out. The pain didn’t shoot into my guts like before; it was just a burning, stretching, and the pain was more balanced now.

His hips started moving in and out slower, more controlled. It started feeling good, just the head pushing over my prostate repeatedly, but when he pushed deeper than five inches, my hole clenched, and it was too much. I hissed and tightened up, and he pulled out with a sigh. “Sorry, it’s just too much,” I tried to fake a laugh, but it was too strained.

“Damn, bro, that was feeling good,” he said, placing the tip back at my entrance and stroking himself.

I grumbled, “Yeah, I think I’m just too tight to bottom.”

He kissed my neck and positioned himself again at my hole, letting out a little bit of a whine, “I just want to be inside you so bad.” He kissed my clavicle and nudged his cock into my hole again. Slowly pushing the first three inches into my tight hole as I groaned. The burning was back, the fullness was good, but I just felt too stretched to really enjoy it. His kisses on my neck helped as he took the liberty of a few more strokes before getting a little overzealous and pushed most of his cock into me, and it stung so much my hips lurched forward and pulled my ass off his dick.

“Ungh, sorry, I just can’t, it’s too much,” I mumbled into his pillow as I rolled onto my stomach.

“Let me just try something,” he said, straddling my legs again. I craned my neck to see what that meant and watched as he hooked his thumb in the rubber band of the condom and slipped it off like a snake shedding its skin. He wet his hand with his mouth and lubed up his cock before quickly pointing it right at my hole and pushing the slick head in.

“Mmmhphhfff, fuck,” I groaned at the quick push of his cock. It definitely felt better. The burning sensation was replaced with a smoother, slicker fullness of his cock, but my chute still struggled to accommodate more than five inches. I let him get deeper and tried to take as much as I could for as long as I could. His dick was hitting deeper than ever, and the pain-pleasure mix was fucking with my head a little bit. It was when he punched that last inch hard into my guts that I couldn’t take it anymore and bucked him off again. “Nghhh, fuck man,” I tried to catch my breath.

“It’s ok, you did better that time,” he said, rolling back onto his side and pulling me back into the spooning position.

I shook my head and huffed, “I don’t know, man. I tried... I just can’t do it,” I resigned.

Jermaine added more lube to his dick and slid it up and down. “I want to be in you so bad,” he whispered into my ear. I could hear the restraint in his voice as he held back from just pummeling my ass.

I tried again to relax and let his head pop into my hole. The extra lube helped as he pushed half his cock into me. Getting a few strokes in before that animal instinct kicked in and he tried to push deeper still. The spooning position was great because it gave me the ability to roll forward when his dick hit too deep. He caught on after a few rolls away that he was going too far in and started sticking to only half his cock with the occasional deep thrust that I’d pull away from.

That five inches he was fucking me with was starting to feel good, and I let out a moan. Then he pushed too deep, and I groaned and rolled too far away that his cock fell out.

He let out a sigh of frustration. Pulling me right back into position and pushing his cock back into me nice and slow, this time he pushed all of his inches into me, and I tried to roll away, but he rolled with me and onto my back, holding himself balls deep inside me, and I groaned.

“Ungh…I don’t know, man, it’s too much,” I mumbled through clenched teeth. He rocked his hips deeper into me, hitting that wall inside me and pushing through, which was an intense but not entirely unpleasant feeling. “Oh…fu–ck,” I groaned into the pillow. The weight of his body pressing me into the mattress was making it hard to breathe, but in the best possible way. He started digging his cock deeper, now only rocking his hips to pull out those last two inches and thrust them back into me in slow, firm strokes.

“Your ass feels so good,” He mumble-whispered into my ear as he gripped my hips and circled his against my ass. Then he pulled out slightly and thrust back in slowly. “Fuck, you feel so good, Gallagher. Open up for me,” he grumbled, his next thrust a little faster and stronger than the last.

I just tried to breathe and enjoy the good parts of his cock sliding in and out of my hole. It was all too much, but he was so patient, and I’d be lying if I said his big dick didn’t feel good rearranging my guts. After a few good minutes of full-on fucking, it started to become sore again, and I needed him to pull out. I squirmed under him. “Mmmmph, fuck, it’s too much,” I groaned and clamped my ass down on his dick.

“Mmm, I’m so close,” He moaned in my ear and thrust deeper.

I didn’t want to make him pull out and start again, so I decided to man up and clenched my teeth to take it for him. He thrust deeper and faster, over and over. His rhythm was intense, and each time he bottomed out, I had to squint my eyelids shut to prevent my eyeballs from popping out of my head. The pressure of all his inches inside me was going to make me burst if he kept at it too much longer.

“I’m so close,” he panted, thrusting deeper, curling himself up into me. 

I could feel his cock swelling inside me a little more each time he hunched up into me; it was an overwhelming feeling of pain and pleasure. The thicker he got, the more pressure he put on my prostate, and even though I felt like I was being torn apart, I felt like I was on the edge of blowing my load. I wanted to both tell him to pull out and not to stop at the same time.

“Oh shit… oh shit,” he moaned as he hunched and hunched into me, “Oh sh—-ungh….mmmm,” I felt his entire body stiffen and tremble on top of me as his cock dug deep, and pulsed inside me as he started unloading into my guts. His hot cum, was like a miracle lube coating my insides, putting out the burning flame from the friction I felt earlier. “Oh, shit,” he mumbled, his body relaxing on me as his cock continued to pulse the last of his raw load into me. Then he let out a long, low hum of satisfaction before panting in my ear, “I knew you could take it.”

He relaxed on me for another minute or two, just letting his cock get milked by my hole before he rolled off of me, leaving me feeling empty and full at the same time.

I rolled onto my back, just trying to process it all. That was by far the best sexual experience I’ve ever had, but when I realized I rolled onto the used condom and pulled it out from under my hip, I had that sinking, concerned feeling. I pinched the condom between two fingers and held it up, “You don’t have anything, right?”

He chuckled, “Nah, man, and for the record, it’s a little late to ask that question if I did.”

I felt a little relieved. When I went to sit up, he put his arm over my chest and pushed me back down. “Where are you going?”

“I should be getting back,” I told him.

“You don’t want to get off?” He asked, sitting up on his elbow and letting his hand drift down my abs to my soft dick, and started playing with it. I let out a long breath and let him bring me back to life. It didn't take much for me to be up to full strength. Then he slid down on the bed and took me in his mouth. He has amazing suction. His mouth was perfectly tight, warm, and wet, and with the way he moved his tongue over my glans as he hoovered me, combined with the beating my prostate took, I was ready to shoot in under a minute.

“Oh…fuck, I’m gonna,” I gasped and shot rope after rope into the roof of his mouth. He kept sucking, though, swallowing every drop of my cum, and continued to suck my dick until my orgasm subsided, and I had to push him off because my head became too sensitive. “Oh shit, that was amazing,” I gasped for air.

He chuckled. “Damn, Gallagher,” he cleared his throat of my cum, “I didn’t know you were a hair trigger guy.”

I laughed, “No, not usually, but…” I gestured my hand in a circle in the air, “All of it was too much for my balls.”

He grinned, licking his lips, “Good thing your nut tastes good, I didn’t get a chance to pull off.”

I chuckled at that. “Ummm…thanks, I think.” 

We lay there for a couple of minutes with his arm draped over me before I had the strength to sit up, but he pushed me back down with his heavy arm again.

“Where are you going now?” He asked, sounding like he was falling asleep.

I puffed out some air, trying not to laugh, “I’m going back to my dorm before your roommates get back.

“Mmm, no, stay the night,” he mumbled, pulling his arm tighter around me and sliding himself back into the big spoon position. His now soft dick lining itself between my buns.

I was too tired and worn out to care at this point and drifted off to sleep.