My Husband's Secret 4
Edward's POV
Leo came back from work yesterday a little aloof, he didn't talk much and spent most of the time reading something on his phone. I quickly got bored and went to sleep mad that he didn't give me any attention, and woke up even worse now that he's not on the other side of the bed.
I got out of bed and went stomping downstairs, he would hear a lot from me, don't wanna know how busy he was.
When I got to the kitchen, where I heard some noise, I couldn't help but gasp to this view:
Sagging, cheeks almost eating his underwear, and a slobby demeanor. Leo is not usually like this, even in our intimacy, although hot, I found it weird.
While he was trying to find something on the lower shelves, he noticed me.
"Finally youre awake, bro. I'm so hungry this morning that I almost thought of making ny own breakfast." He says, as he makes himself comfortable in the chair, putting his feet on the table. "Now you can make one for me."
I was very outraged. Horny, but mad. What is this? It's like he opened my secret diary and read all my fantasies.
"I'm not your bro, baby! What are you talking about? Can't you make breakfast for yourself?" I ask.
He gets up and look me straight into the eye: "What's the point of having a roomate then?"
When he said that, I got chills. So he was playing that? I remember having a roomate way before I met Leo. He was very hot, but wasn't one straight out of those 'alpha doms' fictions, so I could only imagine... and now finally becoming true? I decided to play along.
"The point of a roomate is to keep this house balanced together!" I say as I knock his feet off the table.
He got out of character just for a second to acknowledge that I got it. That stupid smirk.
He gets up and tower over me. I can only feel his hand grabbing the back of my head, burrying me on his hairy pits. How is he so sweaty this hour in the morning?
"The balance is you beneath me, gotcha? If I cook our breakfast, you are eating it straight of my feet." He said in a dominating tone.
Ugh. The same time his pits are warm and damp, I nodded with my head in agreement, cause the stink was too much.
"Good boy. Eggs, bacon, and milk."
"But you-"
"Don't wanna hear about my intolerance, or else youre down to the pits again."
I made our breakfast while he waited scratching his balls.
"Not gonna wash it?" I asked just to tease, and recieved a smash of his hands on my face.
"Clean, haha." He mocked and started to eat. Before I could grab anything, he took my plate too, and that left me a little pissed... play or not, I had to eat.
"Hey! That was mine!" I said with some anger this time. He completely ignored me, and finished his meal by chugging the glass of milk.
EEEEEEEEUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPP
He shamelessly belched, patting his belly. "Oh, you want some? Here." In a quick move, he got up and turned around, taking advantage that I was sat, and my face was on the level of his ass. Hos cheeks molded all over my face, as he rubbed it to try to pry my mouth open.
"Eat that... HNNNG-"
PBPBPBPBPPBPBPBPBPBPBPBPBPBPBBBBBBBFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT
RIght on my mouth. It rumbled deeply by it's bassiness, and I can't even start with the taste. Terrible. I gagged and suffocated, passing out slowly, the last words I heard were: "Bon appetit, loser haha."
Leo's POV
It worked! Now quick, before he wakes up, I need to get the next character ready...
I was never a bully, but yesterday I found his old diary, and he wrote about that a lot, luckily I practiced some sports and still have some of my team's old gear... at least smells like it's not washed since high school too, good lord.
I check myself on the mirror, and those are so tight too, got so much bigger. Pretty sure he will love it.
I come back to where I left him and see that he is waking up. Think of something bully-ish...
OOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPP!!
I easily rip a monstruous belch that takes him out of this lazy state in a second. Aa he opens his eyes, I make sure this the first thing he sees:
"Where am I?" He loosely asked.
"Where are you? In the locker room, loser. Now begin to do your job and sniff it!" I didn't give time for him to respond, I did. I sat on his face, full on his face. It kinda felt good to sense his nose finding his way into my crack, speacilly that I know he is secretely taking a big whiff of that... I could get used to this.
"Yeeah, take a big whiff of that..." I said as I felt my stomach churn wildly because of my earlier breakfast. Now was time for his real lunch.
HNNG.... FFFFFFFFFRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRFFFFFFTTTTTTTTTTTTT... it bubbled and rumbled so disgustingly that I felt bad for his poor face.
Me, not the bully Leo. "No, no, no, I got a lot more..." I said as I refused to give him a breath of fresh air and push another nasty one... PBPBPBPBPPBPBPBPBPBPBPBPBPBPBBBBBBBFFFFTTTT...
I lifted my ass a little just to have a look at his face and see if he is alright. Sweating, teary eyed, red from suffocating, and even though he managed to wink at me. Top tier bastard.
He was about to say something, and bully Leo took control. I descended my ass on his face again, and...
"Shouldn't have kept your mouth open, loser..." I enjoyed his feeble attempts to take me off of him, as I knew the next one was going to ne serious, I clenched my fists, closed my eyes and pushed real hard
"FART BOMB!" PBPBPBPBPPBPBPBPBPBPBPBPBPBPBBBBPBPBPBPBPBPBPBPBPBPBPBPBPBPBPBPBPBPBPBPBPBPBPBPBPBPBPBPBPBFFFFFFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT
Edward's POV
The last one felt like a punch, I'm never feeding him milk and eggs at the morning, I fear for my life. But let me ask again...
"Where am I?" I hear footsteps into the room, and he comes in... now in a suit. I'm sure he wants to kill me.
"Mr. Rogers, you failed the last exam. I'm afraid I'll have to punish you."
"P-punish me? But I can assure you I'll study harder fir the next one, please!"
"If you get the answers right, I won't inflict you any punishment."
"But if I get it wrong?" I knew the answer and of course had to ask. He slowly descends to my level, face to face, answering me with long and deep belch.
OOOOOoooOOOOOUUUUUuuuuuuuuuuuurrrrppppppp...Phoooshhh
And blowing it all afterwards.
"Understood? Now let's begin." Leo turns around and points his ass to my face. "Mr. Rogers, could you answer about..."
He proceeded to ask, and the only thing I could pay attention was this:
"Unfortunately oogling at my ass is not the right answer, mr. Rogers." He finished his sentence with a bang, farting full and real loud on my face.
FFRDRDRFFFFFFFRFRRRFTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!
Couldn't ask for a better punishment...
