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There would be time for trading kisses and compliments and stories of what they did over the past couple of weeks, but right now all that Jamie cared about was getting Dallas naked, and fast. While his lips traced kisses along his roommate’s jawline, his fingers tugged clumsily at the hem of his shirt, tugging it up the boy’s torso without finishing the job. His hands claimed Dallas’ bare waist, though, just above the waistband of his pants, in a grip so tight it was sure to leave fingershaped marks. “Missed you too,” He murmured against Dallas’ tan skin, one hand scraping gently along the boy’s abdomen while backing up towards the bed. “Bed still smells like you. Got myself off in it so many times, grinding into the mattress with my face pressed into your pillow.” It was true —— though, Jamie had made sure Dallas was coming home to clean sheets, not stained with his cum.

Dallas chuckled softly, head tipping away from Jamie's touches to give him more room to do whatever he wanted. He just kept leading the boy back eyes half lidding as he listened to him talk. "That's cute, you should have called me though so I could hear those cute little noises you make when you cum." he mumbled grabbing hold of the boy's hips and shoving him back onto the bed. He wet his lips then grabbed the hem of his shirt yanking it over his head where Jamie had failed to. "What else did you do?" he questioned as he crawled on top of him hands falling on the bed either side of his head. He pressed his lips against the corner of the boy's jaw moving down onto his neck and then to his chest when he'd managed to get his shirt off.

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It was bad enough that Dallas was gone for a while, but it was even worse that he was on a soccer trip of all things, because when Jamie’s mind drifted off to his roommate —— which happened often —— it somehow always landed in thoughts of Dallas in his football shorts and jersey. It was doing nothing to help Jamie’s building sexual frustration. That was why, as soon as he heard a familiar voice outside the door of his room that he shared with the footballer, he immediately hopped off the bed, tugged the door open and lunged at Dallas’ body, his bottom lip drawn between his teeth as he wrapped himself completely around the sturdy, familiar frame. “I miss you but if you don’t take your clothes off right now I’ll fucking tear them.”

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Dallas was tired considering the bus trip he'd just taken to get back to the school with a load of guys he'd spent far too much time with over the past week or two so when they finally got back to campus he rocketed off the bus with his things and back towards the house. He had a lot of things on his mind, most of them involving his roommate...every bit of his roommate. He took the stairs in the house by twos chatting lightly with a few people as he passed, but before he could reach the knob of the door Jamie was already out of it and wrapped around him. "I think you tearing them would be pretty sexy." he murmured shuffling with him into the room. He kicked the door shut with his foot and tossed his bag down in front of it so if anyone tried to interrupt them they'd have a bit of trouble actually getting in the door. "I missed you." the athlete hummed as he looped his arms around his waist.

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[It was the sight of tears glistening in Dallas’ eyes that really made Jamie want to wreck him. If his burning desire to see Dallas come undone was just a tiny flame before, it had now sparked into a complete fire; wanting to ruin him so badly he wouldn’t even be able to think past how desperate he was for what Jamie was doing to him.] So fucking pretty like this. [He knew that would come to bite him in the ass at some point — he could see them in bed, whether it was tonight or a few nights from now, arguing over whether or not Dallas was pretty or handsome. Jamie would, of course, argue that he was both. But seeing him with his shirt hiked up, his pants around his ankles, his back off the floor and his most private parts exposed to Jamie to do whatever he liked with made him, in this moment, pretty — no, gorgeous.] I will punish you. But not in the way a desperate whore like you would want. [All affection was gone from his voice as he gently pulled Dallas’ pants from his body, being careful with the injured leg, before he moved up the length of the older boy, now focusing on finally removing his shirt and discarding it across the room with a careless toss.] I’m not going to fuck you hard and spank you as punishment, because sluts like you get off on that. [He buried two fingers back inside of Dallas’ hole, but was now towering over the other boy, their eyes level with one of Jamie’s hands right next to the other boy’s head to keep himself held above.] I’m going to do that to you because it’s what I want, and that’s what matters. Right now, you’re just an admittedly hot ass for me to use. [He lowered his head down to catch Dallas’ lips in a kiss, just as three fingers pushed inside of him hard, and curved just slightly to hit his prostate.] To punish you, I’m going to make you prove how bad you want it. [His fingers were now moving at a repeated fast pace and the outline of his cock was brushing against Dallas’ just gently enough to tease.] I’ll keep fingering you until you beg to be fucked, and then I’ll tease your stretched hole with my cock until I think you’re enough of a desperate mess. And maybe I’ll spank you while I do that, for my own fun.

Dallas trembled at his lover's words eyes shut tight to hold back the little tears that were leaking out from the corners of his eyes. It took everything in his power to hold back his release needing no more than the younger boy's words at this point. There had been very few people that could work him up to this point and if he compared them all he was sure that Jamie had done it the fastest. He bit back a noise as the boy shoved two fingers in his body tensing around them, mind cloudy though he tried his hardest to focus on what Jamie was saying. He barely got to return the kiss before he was yanking his face away, calling out the boy's name while he tried to arch his hips away from the fingers cock aching for release. "Fuck, please...please I need your cock. Ah, ah, ah---" He choked out a little sob head tipping back as he struggled against Jamie's fingers, eyes wet with tears. "J-Jamie...please fuck me, I need to feel your cock...need to cum." he panted one hand tightening around the younger boy's arm needing something to ground himself in the middle of all of this.

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All of his willpower disappeared in that moment when he felt the brush of Dallas’ cock along his entrance. A quiet, desperate moan passed through his previously sealed pink lips, and as soon as the noise reached his own ears, he resealed them into a tight, thin line and scanned the room in a panic. No one had seemed to notice or had good enough manners to pretend they hadn’t (and since Jamie had learned that manners weren’t something frat boys had in spades, he assumed it was the former). There was no doubt that Dallas noticed, though, and with his hands tight on the older boy’s thighs, he wondered if it would get him a positive reaction — or if he would be punished.

He couldn’t help it, though. Even if they weren’t in a room filled with people, he’d have made the same noise at the feeling of Dallas’ cock. It wasn’t about showing how bad he wanted to be fucked by him, it was a reflex — it was complete instinct to want Dallas that badly when he was so close to having him.

One of his hands reached up and bent at the elbow so that his fingertips could brush through familiar brown hair, tangling in what appeared to be an affectionate manner but was a subtly tight grip. Jamie wanted Dallas to know how bad he wanted this, and how it was taking everything he had to not just sink down onto him right now. No, he had to let the older boy take control, especially when he was speaking to him in that way. This was all about Jamie submitting. “How long would I have to wait?” He breathed out, already beginning to rock his hips just gently back onto Dallas’ cock, his bottom lip caught between his teeth to silence any more potential moans that might come as a result. “What if you take too long and I end up fingering myself open, and grinding against the bed? Using your cum as lube to stretch my hole, just hoping you’ll come up and ruin me again…” His breathing was laboured now with every subtle movement of his hips, and before Dallas could react to what he was saying, Jamie leaned in closer, their lips almost touching. “And what if I go into the wrong room?” It was said in an innocent voice, but the smirk he was wearing was anything but.

Dallas froze when he heard Jamie moan, deep blue eyes shooting to his face. He wasn't really worried about getting caught since he'd done worse things before, but it was just the principle of bending the other to his will that made him nervous. He dug his nails into the boy's thighs a soft growl leaving his lips in warning to not let it happen again. He sunk his teeth into the smooth flesh of his neck working on making a dark mark as Jamie's fingers tangled into his hair. "Depends on when I feel like coming upstairs." he murmured lightly pressing the head of his cock against his lover's entrance as he rocked back. "Then you'll be in even more trouble, I think a nice sore ass could teach you some patience." As he talked about the wrong room the soccer player jerked Jamie's hips down against his shoving himself in without warning. "You better be in the right fucking room." he growled barely giving him time to adjust before he was moving again.

He trailed his lips along Jamie's shoulder making it look as affectionate as he could just to throw people off. He figured the more it looked like drunk cuddling the more people would just turn the other cheek. "Go ahead and fuck yourself on my cock like you want, show me how much of a slut you are." He drug his tongue along the shell of his ear then focused his attention on moving as roughly as he could without giving anything away.

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[As he sinks back down to circle the rim of Dallas’ hole with the tip of his tongue, he can’t help smirking. He noticed the flush of redness going almost as far as the other boy’s collarbone, and could tell just how embarrassed he was, but Jamie was impressed that Dallas’ eagerness outweighed his embarrassment — that, even though he was trying to hide his face, he continued telling Jamie just how bad he wanted this.] Just tonight? What about, if some night, I want to tie your hands to the bed posts and fuck your pretty little hole open with a vibrator, and make you rut against the bed like a little bitch for some sort of relief? [His tongue pushed inside of Dallas, along with two fingers which were spreading him open in preparation for Jamie’s cock.] Look at you. You love this. You’re so fucking hard from being stretched open by me — your cock’s leaking pre-cum. [Quickly, he swiped his tongue across Dallas’ abs to catch some of the said pre-cum before ducking his head again.] You’d let me do this all over again and we both know it. You’d let me press you down and show you that you’re a slut for cock as well, not just me. [The fingertips of his other hand were gripping tight onto Dallas’ hipbone, hard enough to leave bruises in their wake.] And if you don’t start realising that you are a slut — not just for tonight — then I’m going to spank you so fucking hard, everyone’s going to know what you are from how loud you’ll scream. [His voice grew quieter and considerably darker when those words left his lips, and he allowed himself to glance up at the boy for just a moment.]

[Dallas couldn't wrap his mind around how Jamie had gotten him to this point so fast. Sure, he could work the younger male up in the same way but he never expected to be falling apart so fast. Every word uttered went straight to his aching cock making him spread his legs more and work against the other's fingers and tongue as best he could.] Then I'd let you. [The words were blurted out faster then he could think, but it was the aftermath that really had him crumbling. A desperate keen left his lips and his arm fell away from his face revealing the small tears pooling in his eyes the more Jamie worked at him.] I-I do...I love it. [Breathing heavy the soccer player gave a quick nod then tipped his head back, arching slightly as the boy's fingers continued to move.] I'm a slut, I'm your slut. You should punish me for not realizing it sooner...whatever you want. [His voice was slightly higher and held a desperate tone, begging Jamie for anything that would be given.]

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It was hard to focus on anything Dallas was saying when Jamie’s body was hypersensitive to every single touch of the older boy’s fingers, especially when they began trailing along the inside of his smooth, bare thigh. The fact that he hadn’t moaned, hadn’t even given any audible reaction to Dallas’ touching save for a hitch of breath said a lot of his willpower, because this was exactly what he’d wanted all night. Drink after drink, song after song, watching Dallas in that infuriatingly revealing costume — Jamie’s mind had wandered to thoughts of this all night. “I… I’ve been thinking about your cock all night.” The words were quiet, not loud enough for anyone to hear unless they took a seat next to the two boys, and his voice sounded raspy from how dry his throat suddenly seemed to be.

“I’m wearing panties under this,” He said suddenly, the words tumbling from his lips uncontrollably as he looked over his shoulder and met Dallas’ gaze. He’d only put them on because he was worried about his cock swinging outside of the loincloth and boxers happened to be longer than his costume. Right now, he was just warning Dallas, because he wasn’t sure what would happen if the other boy was caught off guard by the lace and he really didn’t want anyone else seeing. “So, when you go to push your cock inside of me, make sure you’ve pulled those down.”

Before he could allow it to advance though, he leaned further back, his head falling to rest against the older boy’s shoulder, Jamie’s pink lips hovering just by his ear. “Take the panties with you when you’re done. Leave me here like a slut, with your come leaking out of my wet and used hole.” Quickly, he leaned forward to press a chaste kiss to Dallas’ cheek. “Okay?”

A smirk curled on Dallas' lips when he heard the little catch in his boy's throat knowing good and well how hard he had to be working to keep any sweet noises inside. When the other admitted to thinking about his cock the smirk only grew and his fingers dug lightly into the flesh of the brunet's thigh. "All night and you're just now giving in? I have to applaud you on your self control baby." he chuckled pressing a soft kiss to his temple. He was trying his best to make it look like they were just talking, cuddling even, since he knew that there'd be quite a bit of backlash if they got caught.

The soccer player was caught off guard by the sudden statement, but after wrapping his head around it he grinned hand slipping slightly higher to feel the lace stretched across his hip. His bright blue gaze found Jamie's and he nodded softly fingers already pulling the lace to the side enough so he could easily slip into his boy. With his lips pressed into a firm line he started to shift Jamie around adjusting his leather skirt and the boy's loincloth until his cock met the other's ass.

Before he could start pressing his way in Jamie was moving around throwing everything off and he was almost upset until he heard what he said. A large smirk grew on his lips and he turned his head to give the other quick kiss his hand tightening again on his thigh. "Don't worry, I'll still fuck you like a slut even if I can't abuse this ass properly and then you'll have to work to keep my cum in you all night, if any comes out you have to immediately go upstairs and wait for me, understand?" he breathed lips brushing lightly along Jamie's ear as he talked. His voice was deep and controlling something he knew that the younger male liked especially when it came to things like this.

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When he felt Dallas’ lips brush against the bare skin of his shoulder, he found himself automatically arching his back and catching his bottom lip between his teeth, which had curved up into the beginning of a smile. “What are you talking about?” He replied, feigning offense as he lowered his eyes and felt a blush heating his cheeks from having Dallas’ lips so close to his skin, “I think my loincloth is very modest. And I don’t think you’d be very happy with everyone seeing my cock.”

In an effort to grasp onto some control, Jamie shifted back on Dallas’ lap until his ass was brushing over his crotch, and his fingertips gripped tightly onto the boy’s thighs beneath him. “And if I had come naked, there’d be hardly anything between your cock and my ass. Not exactly appropriate for a party.”

Dallas laughed and propped his chin up on Jamie's shoulder glancing down his body at the little bit of fabric he had on. "I don't think modest is the right word and you're right about me not wanting everyone to see your cock." he hummed tugging the other flush back against his chest when he moved. He wet his lips and let one of his hands slowly slip down the inside of Jamie's thigh hiding the action as best he could with everyone walking around. "There's hardly anything between my cock and your ass right now...in fact I'm sitting here thinking about fucking you right now."

Smirking the older boy lightly nipped at Jamie's earlobe his hand slowly dragging back up his inner thigh. Blame it on the alcohol, or the fact that Jamie wasn't even close to being still in his lap but he just couldn't keep his hands off and he didn't have the patience to take the boy somewhere else. "All it would take is moving some clothes around, what do you think?"

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After spending most of the night with his eyes locked on Dallas, he finally found himself drunkenly stumbling towards the couch where the object of his affections was currently sprawled out on. Without saying a word, he dropped down with a loud release of breath, sitting half on Dallas’ thigh and half on the couch with his head turning over his shoulder so their eyes could meet.

”You look spiffing tonight, if I may say so,” Jamie slurred out, giving Dallas an appreciative slap on the thigh he wasn’t sitting on.

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Halloween was about the only holiday that Dallas actually took somewhat seriously. He'd go and find the best costume he could and stock up on candy, but as far as decorating went he didn't really care. He did however care if the frat's annual Halloween party went down without a hitch and it was certainly doing well so far. The soccer star turned spartan for the night was finishing off another beer, red solo cup hanging loosely from his finger tips when it was empty. He slumped down on the couch and adjusted the helmet on his head a grin growing on his lips as he chatted with a few people around him.

The brunet was barely paying attention as Jamie dropped into his lap slurring something about how he looked good. "Thanks." he murmured reaching down to shift the boy on his thigh. He laughed and leaned forward pressing his lips to Jamie's bare shoulder before shifting up to his ear. "You might as well have come naked." he teased arm looping around the boy's waist.