1. BRUTALLY Fucked By My Straight Roommate: Another Level of Bromance


    Date: 5/11/2015, Categories: Fiction, Anal, Black, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Cruelty, Drug, Gay, Hardcore, Interracial, Male Domination, Oral Sex, School, Violence, Author: CharlieBladeRemus, Rating: 76.9, Source: sexstories.com

    HERE IT FUCKIN’ COMES! OH FUCK!” He yanked himself out just in time. An enormous jet of cum, probably the biggest I’d ever seen, blasted out of his cock and right into my face. I closed my eyes and heard him groaning loudly, and felt several more ropes of dick juice landing all over my face, chest and belly. “AH, MOTHERFUCKER! TAKE THAT NUT, NIGGA!” Finally his breathing slowed, and I wiped my eyes, wet with tears and cum, to look up at him. His face was red and he was glowering at me again. Then he grinned. “You good, my nigga?” “Oh yeah, man,” I groaned. I looked down at myself, and wasn’t surprised to see that nearly every inch of my torso was soaked in cum. I looked back at him with narrowed eyes. “Man, look at the fuckin’ mess you made.” We both roared with laughter, then Chris reached down and picked up a towel and handed it to me. As I wiped myself off, Chris said “Yo, I was saving that load up for about six weeks, man. I think we’re REALLY bros now.” “Yep,” I said, and I reached my fist out. “That was a good power fuck, man. Good shit, my nigga.” Chris laughed again and bumped my fist with his own. “Thanks bro, I told you I wasn’t gonna hold back,” he said. “I think I’m gonna enjoy being your roommate a little more.” He reached on his dresser and pulled two cigarettes out of his pack, giving ...
    one to me and lighting the other one for himself and putting on fresh pants. I finished cleaning myself off and lit my cigarette and sat up, and groaned in pain; my ass hurt like hell, and my torso was bruised, but at the same time it felt great. “Damn nigga, you got me fucked up, I’m hurting like a motherfucker! I’mma be sore for weeks,” I said. Chris scoffed and punched my shoulder, grinning. “Man get yo weak ass up, son. Let’s go smoke some damn weed.” He grabbed the bong and went back into the living room. I got up, wincing, and walked over to my room to put on fresh clothes. I could barely walk; every step I took was a pain in my ass, literally. But I managed it finally, and came back to sit down on the couch with Chris, who had turned the TV on and was hitting the freshly packed bong. I sat down, still whimpering softly, but it didn’t go unnoticed. “Shut up and smoke,” he said, grinning as he passed the bong. He also handed me an ice-cold beer. So we spent the rest of the evening smoking, drinking, watching TV and sharing more stoner stories. The recent fuck session wasn’t mentioned, even when I had to get up and felt the pain in my ass. But I knew he was still thinking about it. I loved the way this crazy white boy had fucked me beyond silly. This was going to be an even more awesome school year….
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