college student!j riding teacher!ty in his dorm at night pleaaase ? :0 bonus: ty doesn't feel like pulling out ahh
the shitty mattress is creaking and josh’s suite mate keeps pounding on the wall for him to shut up.
tyler grunts and tries to still josh with a hand at his waist, just on the delicious cut of his hipbone, where the skin turns darker. “you think we should stop? that guy sounds like he needs some sleep.”
josh shakes his head, tightens his hands on tyler’s shoulders. “no.” he’s sweaty all over, skin glistening in the glow from his desk lamp, screwing himself down hard onto tyler’s wet cock. “i need to cum more than he needs to sleep.”
“want me to touch you, then?” tyler reaches for josh’s hard dick, a red so bright it looks painful.
but josh slaps his hand away and just keeps riding, mattress squeaking so loud tyler’s afraid it’ll snap and they’ll fall right through. “don’t. i can cum like this.”
“that’s hot,” tyler says bluntly, tries to block out his tie lying on the floor, josh’s books stacked on the dresser near the window. he lets his head fall back and sighs. “but do it soon, yeah? ‘cus i’m gonna cum.”
that makes josh ride him harder, rutting quickly back and forth over tyler’s twitching cock. lube squelches between them and josh whines. “you wanna pull out?”
tyler quirks an eyebrow at him, both of them breathing heavily. “shouldn’t i be asking you that?”
nonchalantly, josh shrugs. tilts his head to the side. smiles softly.
“then no.” he knows he’s clean, even if josh should be the one taking precautions to learn that. “i’m gonna dump my cum so deep inside you it’ll be leaking out of you for days.”
“ah,” josh says, and his bouncing starts to slow. his eyes close, pretty lashes fanning out against his flushed cheeks. “say…say that…i mean…fuck, keep talking.”
to keep up the illusion, tyler wraps his arms tight around josh’s waist, pulls him close and feels his cock hard and insistent between them, drooling onto tyler’s stomach. “daddy’s gonna breed his boy, gonna knock him up.”
“fuck,” josh grunts. he tosses his head from side to side like he’s trying not to cum. “why is that so hot?”
tyler’s orgasm blindsides him, seemingly out of nowhere, though he knows it was due to the way josh tightened up around him again, the way josh’s hair caught the light just right, the little mewl josh gave as tyler took a breath and his stomach expanded, rubbing just at josh’s cock head.
“fuck, i’m cumming.” tyler puts his forehead at josh’s collarbone and chokes. “not gonna pull out, baby. gonna give you all my spunk, wanna watch it leak out of you. wanna see how sloppy you can get for me, want you to come to class tomorrow with a plug in, squirming and getting hard in your sweats. want you to grind up against the underside of your desk, maybe pull yourself out so i can see you jerk off while i’m trying to teach. i wanna know…fuck, i wanna know that all my cum inside your tight fucking ass is what gets you off, makes you hard.”
after that little monologue, tyler has completely spent himself and josh has stopped bouncing, letting tyler - softening - stay inside with some of his cum already leaking out between them.
josh smacks his lips. “wow…that was…”
tyler glances up at him, knows he must look a complete mess with his mouth hanging open, hair fucked up, eyes half lidded. “sorry, i…i talk a lot-”
“don’t apologize. it was hot.”
“you’re still hard,” tyler observes, leaning back and watching as josh’s precum strings from his stomach to the head of josh’s cock.
the guy next door shouts, “finally!” just as josh asks, “can you get hard again?”
