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Jock Pussy Roommate

... it so bad, but I was dead tired and it felt like my arms were made out of jelly.

"Bro... I'm so fucking hard it hurts," I whispered.

"Sounds like a you problem," Justin replied.

"Bro... come on... help a bro out."

Justin looked me dead in the eyes. "Stop it. You're drunk. You have idea what you're even asking me."

I shook my head but stopped because it made the room spin. Ok, he had a point. But still.

"Yeah bro, I'm asking you to grab my huge cock and jerk it so I can get some relief. My balls are so fucking full, empty them out."

Justin never broke eye contact. His frown was epic, I could tell he was actually thinking it over in his head. Finally, his shoulders dropped and I knew I had him.

"This is a one time thing, Monty. Just so you can shut up. I'll never get any sleep if you keep moaning about your cock." He said as he wrapped his fingers around my shaft.

Funny, when Justin said cock it made mine do a little jump.

"Fucking Christ..." my bro muttered under his breath. Oh yeah, should I have warned him. My dick is a two hander. Last time I measured it with a ruler... Well, it was longer than the ruler. But that shouldn't be a problem right? I know he's handled bigger dicks.

Damn, why is my stomach cramping again? Must be the booze.

I groaned as Justin started to pump my cock. It isn't funny how it always feels better when someone else jerks your dick compared to when you do it yourself? My eyes closed and I moaned, letting the ...

... feeling of skin sliding against skin take me over. The friction started out good, making little sparks of pleasure set off inside me, but it started to get a little too rough.

"Bro, you got any lube?" I moaned.

Normally I'd get some lube from under my pillow, but 1) My arms were jelly and 2) I used it all recently and kept forgetting to buy more.

Justin and I made eye contact as he used two hands to stroke my dick out. He knew what he was doing alright. Despite his frown, I knew he was enjoying this. His hands didn't lie, he loved the feel of my huge cock in his grip.

My bro sighed and reached behind him, rummaging around for a few seconds, then pulled his hand out, slick with lube which he used to slather my dick. Huh, maybe Just kept some lube in his pocket? But I coulda sworn he reached into his back waistband.

Ah well, what do I know? I was fucking drunk. Though I was quickly sobering up, because what Justin was doing with his hands set my body on fire.

I was gonna have to ask him what brand of lube he was using, because it was goddamn perfect. Just the right amount of slickness, so it didn't feel like a slip n slide, but still plenty enough to help Justin's hands glide effortlessly down my shaft.

Dude was pumping my dick like he was churning butter. Every time he'd slide his top hand up, he'd rub my cockhead with the heel of his palm before closing his hand over it and going back down. Every time he did that, it made me buck my hips a little bit.

"Ohhh ...