Give him the one you brought

"Here, wear this. It's from my ex's stash he left in my room." You hand him the small wrapper. He grabs it from you and tears it open, the ring barely big enough for 2 of his fingers. He asks you "this brand? really?"

You shrug, saying "my ex left a box in my room, it's all I had." He walks back over, attempting to roll the condom over his shaft. He struggles to stretch it over his head, and you reach down, rolling it down his shaft. You can see how tight it is, there isn't even room for the reservoir. It completely constricts his skin, airtight. You lean back, not fully satisfied with the rubber, but it was all you had.

You hear him spit and rub his shaft as he leans forward onto you, rubbing his covered cock against your lips. Even though its wet, you can feel the lack of texture, and you dont even moan as he circles your clit. He slides into you, and you feel him stretch, but he doesn't moan at all. All you feel is a smooth cylinder, no texture at all. You wrap your legs around his back, rocking him against you, and feel him stretch you out.

He starts rocking back and forth, finding a rhythm, and you start to moan as he fills you. He wraps his arms around the back of your head and pulls you to his face to kiss you. As you kiss, you feel him start to moan more and more, and you relax as you think he's finally enjoying it. It feels smoother inside, so you squeeze around him. He groans loudly, pulling back slowly, and sinking into you with an exhale of "ohhhhhhhh… fuck that feels good."

You can tell it feels a lot better, and you slowly reach your hand down and feel the ring at his base, but as you slide up, all you feel is raw, slick skin.