Finally, while the girl was apparently left to rest on the floor, the men took turn slapping her and spitting on her, degrading that bitch even further. Austin exploded at that moment. This time, the moan was loud and clear and there was absolutely no doubt he had just released his load.
I closed my eyes but I could not help to cum at the exact same time. I felt the cum pouring on my chest while I tried to stay still.
Degrading, filthy, nasty porn, that was the type of stuff which got Austin going then. How pathetic I was, that I would have let him do all of those things to me: slapping, spitting, cumming, pissing… I would have rimmed that ass like it was my last meal, suck his dick until choking myself… I was totally willing to become my roommate’s sex slave.
I did not dare reopen my eyes at first but I could hear Austin fixing himself. The temptation was too high. I took a peek.
The covers were now besides him as his huge dick, now semi hard but still full of cum was hanging on his chest. He was using some tissues to clean up the mess — again such a waste -, but by the grace of God, Austin was using his phone’s light to give him, and give me, a proper view of the white semen sliding down his abs.
Thick white sperm. The best kind.
I closed my eyes again, terrified he would see me checking him out.
I waited half an hour to hear him snore and went to the bathroom to clean myself up. My own cum had dried on me.
In the bathroom, I did some investigation on my phone. Typing some key words of the scene I just saw. After some research, I did not find the exact video he was watching but I found the website and series it was coming from: “toss my black salad!” Such a poetic title for this modern work of art.
Despite the night he just had, Austin still woke up with his tent in his underwear the next morning. That guy was always horny. Well, I guess we all were at that time in our life.
Best thing though: he was now barely hiding it. Lying above the cover, he was exposing proudly his hard on under his boxers. I could not tell if it was intentional or if he just did not care.
“Mornin’ Austin.” I said.
“Mornin’ Ty, you slept ok?” I cringed, remembering what happened just a few hours before.
“Fine, you?”
“Great.” You bet… I thought. “I’m going to hop in the shower now; I have class early on Fridays.” He stood up.
“Enjoy”. Before he left the room, I said: “Hey Austin, remember, I won’t be here this week-end, I’m leaving at 2 this pm, back on Sunday night. So, if you want to use the room and… and invite Ashley… I guess that would be the time.”
He turned back to face me. Even after two weeks, I could not get over this perfect body. He had grown some hair on his chest. *Focus on the face Tyler, not the bulge and treasure trail.*
“Oh… You’re sure?!”
“Yes of course, why not? I won’t be here so it’s all good.”
“Well… great mate.” He smiled. “It’s just that… I felt like you were really mad about last time I invited Ashley over and…”
“Look, that night, someone had puked on me. I just wanted to forget about the party, go to sleep and the room was taken… I was just frustrated.”
“Yeah… I see. Totally, sorry about that. The puking… and the fucking.” We both smiled. “I don’t live alone in that room and I should have considered you before doing anything here, it was my mistake.”
“Look, Austin, that’s fine, maybe I overreacted.”
“No, you are right. I was just not thinking clearly, I was drunk and horny as hell. It’s a risky combo for my brain!” He grabbed his dick in his underwear: “That one was doing all the thinking for me!”
I laughed. My dick twitched under my sheets.
“Ok then, go take your shower and if we don’t see each other until then, have a nice week-end”
He walked back towards me, his towel in his hand, still wearing only his underwear — that I knew were full of cum — and hugged me quickly: “nice weekend bro”.
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