Messy Roommate 2 - Sex Stories

Messy Roommate 2

... cock. Quickly putting it on speaker phone, Jim sat the phone down next to the photo and sat on the opposite side of the coffee table, getting the full few of Paul stroking his cock. "Hello?" Christine, Jim's mother answered. Paul quickly increased the speed of his strokes. "Hey mom it's me." Jim replied, nervous but terribly excited. "Oh hey honey, how's college?" She cooed softly, making Paul squeeze his balls in one hand while stroking with the other. Jim couldn't stand it, his cock wanted to see Paul cum despite how twisted he was acting. "Oh it's good, it's good.. I just wanted to see how you were." Jim replied, making small talk. His eyes focused on Pauls fat cock drooling precum across the table. Jim brought up random topics he knew his mother love to talk about. That's when Paul gave the signal that he was close to blowing his load. Jim felt humiliated about what he was about to do, but nothing mattered more then Paul cumming. "Oh hey mom: when i was a kid what did you always say before you tucked me into bed?" Jim asked, knowing the answer would help Paul. "Let's see.. You're a big boy aren't you? Such a big boy, your mommy's big boy." Christine repeated. "Oh fuck, uuughh!" Paul grunted, releasing the first load of many that day. Spraying hot sticky cum across the table, covering Jim's mother's face, and parts of his phone. Squeezing his balls as he came the ropes of cum eventually stopped, and Paul took a breath. "What was that honey?" Christine asked, hearing the ...

... grunts and soft splatter of cum onto the phone and table. "Oh my roommate hit his foot and knocked over a candle, there's hot wax all over the table now." Jim lied, watching Paul's cock twitch and drip. "Well hurry and clean it up, or it might stain something." She said worried. "Okay then I gotta go mom, I love you." Jim said quickly as Paul cock slowly went limp. "I love you too, sweetie, bye big boy." Christine finished before hanging up. Jim felt betrayed and excited at the same time. His mother's words sounded like they were ment for Paul the entire time, since Jim's little cock wasn't very big. "Whew, fuck man your mom knows how to get me off." He said with a smile, no longer worried about upsetting Jim. Meanwhile Jim's cock was dying for any relief, but Jim wouldn't let himself cum. Squeezing and rubbing was enough, it let him forgive Paul for his twisted actions while giving enough pleasure to enjoy those same evil actions. "Go ahead and clean up, I've got plenty more where that came from." Paul said smuggly, flicking his dick at the table to get the last few drops off. *** After cleaning up the cum soaked photo of his mother, Jim placed the stained, ruined, and wrinkled picture back into the frame before looking for the other half. He found his father's wadded up photo next to the garbage where paul had tossed it. Jim's cock throbbed as he remembered Paul's cruel but unquestionably erotic gesture. Picking up the crumpled photo he heard Paul yell from the bathroom. ...