Cum and Loving

“Ughhh, fuuck.” Jim doubled over as he reached orgasm without touching himself. Ducking away from the laptop’s camera he tried to be composed, and only after his load was released could he face his girlfriend.

“What the hell was that?” She laughed, waiting on his response.

“Sorry, honey something was uh, biting me.” He lied, the warm gooey mess running down his leg.

“I forgot to ask: how’s your new roommate working out?” Jim tried adjusting his seat, but nothing helped.

“Oh, Paul? He’s uh, he’s great. We get along really well.” Jenny smiled again, her face glazed in a thick load of semen. “Look honey I need to go, we can talk tomorrow okay?” Jim said, trying to escape his sticky torment.

“Kay I love you, gimmie a kiss!” Jenny said, leaning forward to kiss her computer monitor.

“R-right back at ‘cha!” He laughed nervously.

“Common, kiss the screen!” She pouted, unaware of Paul’s thick load covering it.

Swallowing hard, Jim closed his eyes and leaned in, kissing the screen, a thick glob of warm cum pressing against his lips. Worried Jenny might see it, he quickly licked his lips and swallowed before leaning back into view.

“Kay bye!” She shouted before ending the call. Jim didn’t think it could get worse, except when he noticed that Paul had been standing near him, nude, watching the entire time.

“Taste good?” Paul asked with a look of shock and amusement. The situation was made further worse, when he noticed the cum leaking down Jim’s leg. “Oh shit, you came too?” Paul guffawed, clapping his hands. His humiliation was at an all time high, yet continued to rise as his dick gave a twitch of excitement. Jim couldn’t find the words to respond, so he sat quietly, blushing as the situation came down around him.

Paul decided to take advantage of the moment, and stepped beside him.

“Wanna see me jerk again?” He asked, his soft cock hanging near Jim’s face. Jim couldn’t believe how fast things had changed, a few hours ago he had made a new friend, and gotten a roommate. Now he was sitting on the couch, cum drooling down his leg with his roommate’s cock less than a foot away. “Look It’s cool man, I’ll keep jerking no matter what, but if you wanna watch you gotta help me out.” An evil smile crossed Paul’s lips. “It helps me get off if I nut on someone’s stuff, and since we’re pals….” Jim looked away from Paul’s cock and caught his eyes.

“You can use my stuff to cum on.” Jim answered, confirming his plan.

After that, Paul decided to go to bed early and start fresh tomorrow. Jim was still in shock after everything that happened, and had another hour of cleaning before he could sleep.

Cleaning the cum from his laptop’s screen was easy, but the keyboard was nearly impossible. By the time he gave up, most of Paul’s dried cum remained. Taking a shower helped himself feel better, but no matter what he tried, he couldn’t stop thinking about Paul’s cock. The more the thought, the more he worried about his relationship with Jenny, and about his own sexuality. Once in bed, he tossed and turned, trying anything to think of something else. Finally he fell asleep, his dick refusing to go soft.

The next morning brought hope, perhaps it was all a bad dream. Still dressed in his PJs he staggered his way to the kitchen where he poured a bowl of cereal. Paul was nowhere to be seen, maybe it had been a bad dream. The idea was quickly crushed as Paul, recently awoken, came slouching in completely nude.

Jim’s heart rate increased, his eyes grew wide, but it all went unnoticed by his roommate. Groggy and slow Paul did the same, Pouring himself a bowl of cereal, sitting opposite of Jim.

“Mornin'” He groaned. Jim swallowed and repeated the same.

They ate in silence, crunching their cereal awkwardly before Paul cleared his throat, and spoke up.

“Have fun last night?” A wicked smile crossed his face. Jim turned red and quickly stared into his bowl, trying to avoid the question. “I gotta say, Jenny’s got a tight looking pussy.” He added, crunching into his cereal again. This got the reaction he wanted, Jim had **** but to adjust his growing stiffy.

“Go get your laptop.” Paul ordered, pleased when Jim stood and tried to hide his hardon. Returning to the kitchen, he opened the laptop and sat it down. “You know what I wanna see.” Paul said, smirking as Jim followed his orders, pulling up the porn of Jenny. “Hell yeah.”

Jim bit into his lower lip, a sense of humiliation had returned. It was now that Jim could hear Paul masturbating, the dry slapping sounds of his balls bouncing against his legs. Already ashamed, Jim leaned over the laptop, trying to see Paul’s lap. Unfortunately the table was blocking his view, and Paul had caught him looking.

“Wanna watch?” Paul asked, unmoving. When Jim didn’t respond, Paul continued jerking, but faster, louder, trying to **** Jim to answer. “You sure? You can have a front row seat, ya know.” He chuckled. Jim still didn’t respond, trying not to give into his strange new feelings. “Fuck, I’m getting precum all over the floor.” Paul said looking down, this jab worked.

“O-okay, I-I wanna watch..” Jim finally said, squeezing his dick under the table.

“Was that so hard?” Paul said, pushing the chair away as he stood up. His fat cock standing tall as he stepped around the table, stopping next to Jim. With his dick drooling pre-cum across the kitchen table, Paul moved the laptop so he could see it. Jim stared at the massive cock beside him, its fat head dripping, leaking down the shaft and over his heavy-looking balls. In this moment, Jim had the sudden urge to lean out and taste it, but managed to restrain himself. Paul took notice of his infatuation, and decided to give his friend a taste.

“Here, I’ll need something to nut in.” He said, pulling Jim’s cereal bowl directly under his dripping cock. Jim watched in awe as Paul jerked faster, moaning with enjoyment. Despite how strange and wild everything had become, Jim’s cock had never known such excitement.

Bad timing seemed to be Jim’s new norm, because while Paul played with himself, Jim’s Skype lit up with a phone call, this time his mother Christine. Panic set in, afraid of what could happen, reaching out and pulling the laptop away from Paul’s throbbing cock, he stuttered and couldn’t decide what to do. Paul laughed before shoving Jim out of his seat, sitting down in front of the laptop he answered the call. Christine’s beautiful face popped up, confusion was her expression.

“Um, hello?” She said, unsure who she was seeing.

“Hey I’m Paul! You must be Jim’s mom.” He answered, still jerking his cock under the table. Jim’s panic reached higher levels as he crawled out of the room without being seen.

“Hey, Jim! Your mom’s on the phone!” Paul shouted.

Tucking his hardon into his waistband Jim walked back into the kitchen, and acted surprised to see his mother on the screen. Standing behind Paul, looking over his shoulder, he had a perfect view of his mother, and Paul’s leaking cock.

“Yeah this is Paul, my new roommate. H-he was checking his e-mail when you called.” Jim quickly lied.

“Well I’m glad to see Jim finally got a roommate! How’s things workin’ out?” She asked, smiling into the camera.

“Oh things are great, we’re already great friends.” Paul answered, letting go of his cock in order to squeeze his balls. A fiendish idea suddenly popped into his head, reaching out, Paul tapped his finger on Jim’s bowl of cereal, then pointed under the table. None of this was seen by Christine, her view restricted to the laptop’s camera.

“Um, mom I g-gotta check something, be right back.” Jim said with a faint smile, leaving the camera’s view.

“Yeah me and Jim get along great, we make great roommates.” Paul said casually while Jim picked up his cereal bowl and slowly crawled under the table.

“Well I am so glad to hear that, you know just the other day I was telling him-” Christine started to ramble as Jim got in place. He couldn’t believe what he was doing, but his cock demanded it. Like a poor orphan holding out his soup bowl, Jim held his cereal bowl under Paul’s cock, waiting to receive his load. All the while his mother oblivious that the shirtless teen she’s talking too was nearly ready to bust his nut.

“Are you sure you’re Jim’s mom? You look really pretty if you don’t mind me saying.” Paul said, playing it smooth.

“Oh please! You’re the one- oh never mind.” Christine said blushing. Paul’s hand worked faster under the table as Jim sat quietly.

“What is it?” Paul asked.

“Oh, nothing. I shouldn’t say anything with Jim around.” She giggled.

Paul leaned around the laptop and pretended to look into the other room. “He’s far off, tell me.” He said, leaning in with a big smile before clicking the volume higher.

“Well.. You’re the one with no shirt on, handsome.” She said with a laugh.

Hearing his mother flirt shocked him, it also sent a jolt down his cock making it hard to hold the cereal bowl. Suddenly Paul’s jerking increased in speed, and he released a deep breath.

“You okay dear?” Christine asked when Paul’s expression changed. His smile had turned into the look of pain or possibly pleasure, his mouth hanging open with his eyes closed, he released a loud moan, his body lurching forward several times. Meanwhile under the table, the real action was taking place.

Holding the bowl under Paul’s cock, Jim couldn’t help but smile as it began twitching and releasing it’s load. Three shots missed the bowl entirely, firing over it, and directly into Jim’s face. Hit in the eye by one shot, he corrected the bowl’s placement, until Paul’s cock had stopped spitting, and instead gushed the rest into the bowl of milk. Spunk running down his cheek and face, Jim decided to cum as well. Trying to pull his cock out of his PJs would be too difficult though, so instead he rubbed himself through them. It was only a few strokes before he came, once again gushing into his underwear. Biting his lip to stay quite, he couldn’t believe how great this new experience was.

“Oooh, damn.” Paul said, leaning back into the chair.

“What was that?” Christine asked, completely confused. “Sorry, bad leg cramp, I’ve been jogging too much.” Paul said with a big smile. Christine bought the lie, and suggested taking a break.

“Listen I need to go, tell Jim I love him. It was good to meet you, Paul.” She said, waving before ending the Skype call.

“Ooooh shit, that was fun!” Paul roared as he closed the laptop.

Now was the moment of shame, he knew humiliation was coming, but for some reason he had started to like it. Scooting out from under the table, Paul erupted into laughter at Jim’s face, cum running down it. Blushing red again, he said nothing but waited on what he should do next.

Paul took notice, and smiled. “Stay on your knees, shuffle over here, and hold out the bowl again.” He ordered, Jim faithfully complied, it was clear how obedient he was becoming. With the bowl held out again, Paul squeezed his shrinking cock, letting another drop of cum fall into the milk. Jim expected what would come next.

“There, now you can drink it.” He said watching closely.

“P-please don’t tell mom or Jenny.” Jim asked softly, tilting the bowl into his mouth, until not a single drop remained.

After that, things normalized in the apartment. With their cocks satisfied momentarily, the day got underway. They took separate showers, got dressed, and for some time, acted as if nothing had happened. Jim ordered more pizza, and started playing his Xbox with Paul. Since it was the weekend, no one had to work, or had any schoolwork to catch up on. It was strange to Jim how they could go from such a sexual situation, to being good friends again.

“Pizzas here!” Paul shouted, happy to fill his face again. That’s when a new situation presented itself. “Oh uh, shit I’m out of cash, hey Jim!”

Stepping over, he was confused by why he was needed.

“You mind paying for this one?” Paul said with a wink. Jim’s expression changed to shock, he knew Paul wouldn’t pay him back. He knew the game, and now Jim had become Paul’s bitch. If he said no, he would run the risk of not seeing him jerk off again, if he said yes he knew Paul would always own him.

“W-well.. I-I um..Sure.” He finally answered, paying the delivery boy while Paul took the pizza to the couch. Once alone again, Jim felt like he needed to speak up.

“Hey, listen man.” He started, getting Paul’s attention. “I uh, I’m not sure why I like what we did, but I’m worried this might get me into trouble.” Jim suddenly felt like a kid trying to tell his parents he did something bad.

“Hey it’s cool man, just listen to your dick.” Paul said, taking another bite.

“Don’t you m-mean heart?” Jim asked, sitting on his knees beside the couch, lowering himself to Paul without knowing it.

“Nope. What matters more, you watching me blow my load, or that other stuff.”

What a stupid question Jim thought, of course the other stuff. But as he thought it, the idea of watching Paul cum sent life to his dick. The desire to see it again, to enjoy being a part of it, it made the choice even harder.

“I know how much you like it, so just listen to your cock. You’ll make the right choice.” Paul said, giving his cock an adjustment so Jim could see.

“Y-yeah, I guess It’s a p-pretty easy choice.” Jim said, suddenly nervous again, and losing the fight to choose Jenny or his mother.

“Tell ya what, since you paid for this pizza, save a piece, and I’ll give it my special sauce when I’m finished eating.” The thought sprang Jim’s dick back to life, and just like that, he had made his choice.

“On one condition.” Paul added. “After I nut on it, I use your shirt to clean my dick with.” Jim had no issue with this.

“Oh and one more.” He said.

“You help me get your mom, and Jenny.” He said wickedly.

“Oh fuck.” Jim replied, excitement in his voice. ‘Help him get my girlfriend and mom? Am I crazy?‘ The voice in his head asked.

“As long as I can watch!” He blurted out, shocked by his own words.

“Deal.” Paul said with a dark smile.