A Deal

The air in the hallway was thick with tension as Jim and Paul faced each other. The faint, pungent smell of cum lingered, a testament to the night's debauchery. Jim's heart pounded in his chest. He couldn't believe what had transpired, couldn't believe he had let Paul touch Jenny, let alone cum on her face. But the sight of her, her face glistening with Paul's load, was burned into his mind, a filthy memory that both repulsed and aroused him.

He started to lose his rational thought process. He could feel his cock twitching with desire, the memory of seeing Jenny's face coated in cum making him painfully hard.

"I think she'd like it. I think she'd like it a lot." Paul's hand was still wrapped around his massive cock, slowly stroking it, his thumb rubbing the precum that was now coating the tip.

Paul took another step closer, the heat of his body radiating off him. Jim could see the veins bulging in his cock, the thick shaft pulsing with every beat of his heart. Jim worried that Jenny could walk on them any moment and be confronted with this scene. He needed to put an end to this now.

"Paul, I can't let you do this. I can't," Jim said, his voice ****.

Paul looked at him, his eyes hard and unyielding. "You can't stop me, Jim. You know you want to watch me fuck her. You want to see your little girlfriend take my big cock."

Jim's cock throbbed painfully, betraying his desires. He couldn't deny that he wanted to see it, wanted to watch Jenny take Paul's massive cock. But he couldn't let it happen.

He had to protect Jenny, to save her from Paul's manipulative advances. It didn't matter how much he wanted to see her take that massive cock, or how much he desired it himself. He couldn't let it happen.

"Paul, no," Jim said, his voice shaking. "Please, just...just go. Before Jenny sees this."

Paul just smirked. "I'll make a deal with you, because we're pals." Paul's voice was gloating, his hand still slowly stroking his massive cock. He turned and closed the bathroom door before locking it.

Jim stood, only a towel covering his dignity. His cock protruding through the soft fabric, already painfully hard and leaking precum. "What kind of deal?"

Jim asked, his voice trembling slightly. He tried to hide his growing arousal, but his cock was already rock hard, the fabric of his towel tenting obscenely.

Paul winked at him, a wicked grin spreading across his face. "Get on your knees"

he commanded. He knew he shouldn't do this, knew he should stop Paul. But he also knew that he wanted to, that he was already aching for it. Slowly, he sank to his knees in front of Paul, his cock straining against the fabric of his towel.

Paul stepped closer, his massive cock now only inches away from Jim's face. The head was already slick with precum, the bulbous tip glistening in the bathroom light. Jim could see the hunger in Paul's eyes, the raw, primal need.

"Now tell me why you don't want me to fuck your girlfriend." Paul growled. Jim looked up at Paul, as he went to answer, " I jus..." Paul used the opportunity to jam his cock in Jim's open mouth.

"No more excuses, Jim. You know you want this. Suck my fucking cock like the dirty little cocksucker you are."

Jim hesitated for a moment, his brain screaming at him to stop this madness. He wasn't gay. But his cock disagreed, he was **** for the taste of Paul's thick cock. He had to admit, he did want this. He wanted to taste Paul, to feel him in his mouth, to swallow every drop of his load. He opened his mouth wider, his tongue flicking out to taste the precum that was dripping from the tip of Paul's cock.

Paul groaned, his hand fisting in Jim's hair.

"That's it, you little cockslut. Suck my fucking cock." He pushed deeper into Jim's mouth, his massive cock stretching Jim's lips wide. The taste of Paul's precum was overwhelming, salty and bitter, making Jim's cock throb with desire.

Jim moaned around Paul's cock, his eyes watering as he took more of him in. He could feel the thick veins running along the underside, could feel the pulse of Paul's heartbeat. He looked up at Paul, saw the raw desire in his eyes, and it turned him on even more.

He wanted to please Paul, wanted to show him how good he could be. He wanted to make Paul cum in his mouth.

He bobbed his head up and down, taking more of Paul’s massive cock into his mouth each time. He could feel the head of Paul’s cock hitting the back of his throat, and he gagged slightly, but he didn’t stop. He wanted to take all of it, wanted to show Paul how much he wanted this.

He felt Paul’s hand tighten in his hair, pulling him closer. He could hear Paul’s breath coming in short, sharp pants, could feel his cock throbbing in his mouth.

He knew he was close, could sense the tension building in Paul’s body. He wanted it, wanted to taste Paul’s cum, wanted to drink every last drop.

“Fuck, Jim, you’re a good little cocksucker,” Paul groaned, his hips thrusting forward, his cock sliding deeper into Jim’s mouth. “I’m gonna cum, Jim. I’m gonna fucking cum down your throat.”

Jim moaned in response, the vibration sending shivers through Paul’s body. He could feel Paul’s cock swell in his mouth, could taste the salty, bitter flavour of his precum as it flowed freely.

Time froze for Jim, because just then, the door handle moved. Jim relaxed as he remembered the door was locked. This was temporary relief as Paul's cock throbbed and twitched in his mouth. He could feel the head of Paul's cock hitting the back of his throat, and he gagged slightly. He relaxed the muscles in his throat, allowing Paul's cock to slide deeper. His nose pressed into Paul's pubic hair, his lips stretched wide around the thick shaft.

"Jim, are you in there?" Jenny's voice called out from the other side of the door. Jim's eyes widened with panic. He tried to pull back, but Paul's grip on his hair tightened, keeping him in place.

"Fuck, what do I do?" Jim moaned, his voice muffled by Paul's cock.

"Shut up and swallow my load, you little slut," Paul hissed, his hips thrusting forward, his cock sliding even deeper into Jim's mouth.

Jim whimpered, his eyes filling with tears as he felt Paul's cock hit the back of his throat.

He could hear the door handle jiggle again, Jenny's voice calling out. "Jim, are you okay? I heard a noise."

Paul chuckled, a dark, wicked sound that sent shivers down Jim's spine. "Well, well, well, look who's here," he said, his voice laced with arrogance. "I think our little girlfriend wants to join the party."

Jim tried to shake his head, but Paul's grip on his hair was too tight. Panic surged through him, but his cock was still painfully hard, betraying his arousal.

"Jenny" Paul replied, his hand still firmly grasping Jim's hair. "It's just me I'll only be a minute." With that, Paul started fucking Jim's throat.

"Do you know where Jim is?" Jenny asked, her voice concerned. "I thought I heard something."

Paul smirked, his cock still buried deep in Jim's throat. "He's right here, baby," he said, his voice thick with lust. "I just really needed it."

"Oh... Okay," Jenny replied. Before they could hear her walking away.

Paul chuckled, a wicked sound. "Good. Now, where were we?" He tightened his grip on Jim's hair, pulling him back onto his cock.

Jim gagged as Paul's massive cock slid deeper into his throat. He could feel the thick veins running along the shaft, the pulse of Paul's heartbeat. He tried to fight it, tried to pull back, but Paul's grip was too tight.

"Fuck yeah, that's it, Jim. Take it like a good little cocksucker." Paul's voice was hoarse with lust, his hips thrusting forward, his cock sliding even deeper into Jim's mouth.

"I should have let her in, Jim," Paul taunted, his voice dripping with malice. "She would have loved to see you like this, wouldn't she? On your knees, sucking my cock like the filthy little slut you are."

Jim tried to protest, but Paul's grip on his hair was too tight. He could only moan around the massive cock that was now fucking his throat. His eyes watered, his nose running as he struggled to breathe.

Paul pulled out slightly, his cock glistening with spit and precum. "Look at you, Jim. Look at this pathetic sight. You're a fucking mess.

The taunting was too much for Jim with a shuddering groan, his body convulsed as a fresh torrent of cum exploded from his dick, dripping onto the floor. Paul's gut clenched as he felt Jim's throat tighten around him, though he didn't thrust deeper. Instead, he withdrew his cock slightly, just enough to let Jim catch his breath.

Watching as Jim fully submitted was enough for Paul, "Next time I want to fuck Jenny" he said, his cock throbbing in anticipation. "I want to hear her scream as I pound her tight little pussy."

Jim nodded submissively.

Paul just smirked and shoved his cock back into Jim's throat, silencing any further protests. You want to see her take my big cock." Paul's smirk grew wider, and he pulled his cock out of Jim's mouth with a wet pop. "You want to watch me fuck her, don't you?"

He didn't wait for Jim's response. He aimed his cock at Jim's face then unleashed a torrent of cum. "You want to see my cock stretch her little pussy, don't you?" He groaned, his body quivering as he came, his first rope of cum splattering across Jim's face, a thick, white stream that landed across his forehead and dripped into his hair.

The second and third ropes followed in quick succession, coating Jim's cheeks and lips with Paul's hot, sticky load. The fourth and fifth ropes splattered onto Jim's chest, dripping down his body, flowing into the valley between his pecs. His cock twitched and jerked, releasing more cum, each shot splattering onto Jim's body like a burst of paint from a can.

Jim knelt on the floor, his face and body covered in Paul's cum. He looked up at Paul, his eyes filled with humiliation.

Paul picked up the towel and wiped his cock before throwing it to Jim. "Here, clean yourself up."

Jim took the towel and began to wipe the gobs of cum from his face and body. He couldn't believe he had just done that, but the sight of his roommate's massive cock, the taste of his precum, the feel of him in his mouth, it had all driven him wild. He couldn't deny that he wanted more, wanted to see Paul fuck Jenny, wanted to watch his big cock stretch her little pussy.

Paul walked out of the bathroom, still naked. Jim prayed Jenny wouldn't pass him. He jumped back into the shower and Jenny walked into the bathroom.

"So you guys share the bathroom, huh?" Jenny asked as she climbed into the shower and kissed him. "Yeah, we do," Jim said, trying to hide his guilt. Jenny had no idea that just moments before, her boyfriend had been on his knees, sucking off his roommate. To protect her, he rationalised.

He'd never been so turned on in his life.

After a few minutes they hopped out of the shower and started drying off. "I think you guys need to wash your towels" Jenny commented as she sniffed the cum soaked towel.

Jim's heart stopped for a second. "What do you mean?" he asked, trying to keep his voice casual.