You jerk off… for a while

You boot up Pornhub on your computer, lazily scrolling through their Deepthroat section with your massive cock in your hand. You hear the sound of footsteps coming down the hallway, you didn’t bother to close the door and your computer’s volume is maxed out. Vanessa glances at you as she passes by, doubling back for a second look when she realizes you’re masturbating.

“Hi! Wow. It’s even bigger than I thought it would be!” She exclaims. She stares bug eyed for a moment before blushing. “Sorry, I was just on my way to the bathroom, I’ll leave now,” she says, gesturing awkwardly with her hands.

“No! It’s actually great you’re here, I was getting ready to jack off,” you say coolly. “I heard you guys talking in there,” you add.

“Well, I don’t think Angie would like that,” Vanessa says apologetically. “I’ll watch though.”

Excited, you sit up in your seat, jerking the full length of your cock with your mouth open. Vanessa fixates on your dick, unable to look away from it. She bites her lip and pulls down her shirt, her tanned nipple peeks out from behind her bra.

“Would you spit on it too?” You ask in a husky voice. Vanessa smiles and nods, walking over to your side of the room. She leans over, pulling her hair back with one hand, and spits a glob of spit onto your shaft. You lubricate yourself with it, groaning while you jerk your cock aggressively. Just then, Angie walks into the room.

“VANESSA!!! YOU FUCKING SLUT I CAN’T LEAVE YOU ALONE FOR 30 SECONDS WITHOUT YOU SUCKING SOMEBODY’S DICK!!!” She shouts.

“No no you got it all wrong!” Vanessa pleads. “I was only gonna spit on it.”

“HOW IS THAT ANY BETTER?!” Angie yells. She storms into the room and grabs Vanessa’s wrist. “Come on Vanessa, I told you stay away from him.” She turns to you. “And why are you looking at porn with the sound all the way up and the door open? GOD you are DISGUSTING!!!”

Your jaw drops as she drags Vanessa out of the room. Now blue balled twice, you’re starting to grow irritated with Angie’s shenanigans. You grab your computer, carrying it all the way to Angie’s door. You find the nastiest throatfuck video you can and crank the volume to 100, rocking her door as you crank your hog next to it. Angie tolerates this for about 30 seconds, knocking you over as she rips the door open.

“WHAT, David. WHAT,” she sighs exasperatedly.

“What the fuck is your problem, dude. You like, just moved in and you’ve been a total bitch to me like, every single day,” you protest, jerking your cock with both hands as you lecture her.

“MAYBE IF YOU!-Maybe, if you weren’t such a GIANT! CREEP! I would be a little nicer to you. Maybe,” she argues. You continue crudely masturbating in front of her and Vanessa without saying a word. Angie and Vanessa stare at each other for a moment before Angie finally rolls her eyes.

“If we suck you off will you leave us alone?” Angie says in annoyed voice. You nod your head up and down.

“Ugh, FINE!” Angie says.

Vanessa claps her hands together excitedly. “Yay!” She chirps. The girls kneel at your feet, Vanessa reaches back and fondles your balls with one hand. “They’re soooo big….” She moans, awestruck.

“Thanks,” you smile. Angie stares at an imaginary camera like a character from a sitcom for a moment before ripping your dick out of your hands.

“Give me that, pussy,” she goads. “Two girls ready to suck you off, what kind of homo just jerks off in front of two girls like that?”

You shrug your shoulders, unable to come up with a good comeback. The girls move back and forth, one on your dick and one on your balls, switching places and taking turns with impressive coordination. You wonder to yourself if this is this first time they’ve sucked a dick together or not. Angie, a bit eager to get you out of her hair, focuses on stimulation, sucking your cock like it’s a straw with a bit of caramel stuck in it. Vanessa takes a more laid back approach, teasing you with her beautiful, bouncy breasts, blowing bubbles with the copious amount of spit that Angie leaves on your dong, bouncing your dick in the air with her pink tongue. When it’s her turn, Angie throats you to the hilt, you put your hand on the back of her head and fuck her face a few times. She taps on your thigh for air, you release her. As she unthroats you, she coughs up a sticky web of spit, connecting your cock to her lips. She grabs it with her hand and rubs it into your skin.

“Are you almost fucking done?!” She bitches. “We don’t have all day you know.”

“Can you calm the fuck down please,” you snap back. “I will cum when it’s time for me to cum.”

“Well hurry the fuck up,” she retorts. “Two girls sucking his dick and he can’t cum. I knew you were gay.”

“If you actually knew how to suck a dick, you wouldn’t be bitching right now,” you counter. “Christ it feels like you’re trying to rip my ball off when you suck them.”

“Oh yeah? Wanna show me how to do it then gaylord?” She stands up as she says this, pointing her finger at your chest. “You’re probably the best one in the room.”

“You fucking bitch!” You shout, grabbing Angie and wrestling her to the ground. You reach up into her shirt and grope her titties. “Maybe if you would pull these out I would cum faster! You look like a little boy with this big ass shirt on!”

“Guys stop!” Vanessa protests. “You are so mean to each other!” Angie wrestles out of your grasp and stands up.

“COME ON VANESSA WE’RE LEAVING!!!” She shrieks. “I have the keys to the car and you don’t,” she says looking at you. “FUCK you and FUCK THIS.”

Vanessa smiles at you apologetically. “Sorry. I’m sure we’ll see each other again. Angie angrily slams the door as she walks out. You can hear her muffled shouting through the wall.

“HE IS SUCH A FUCKING ASSHOLE VANESSA I FUCKING HATE HIM. WHY THE FUCK DID I HAVE TO END UP WITH *THAT* AS MY ROOMMATE!!!”

Blue balled now for the third time today, you’re practically shaking with anger. That little bitch Angie is nothing but a throbbing headache, a headache that keeps on throbbing. You sneak into her room and find her poorly hidden stash of mary jane, packing it into a bowl and lighting up in her closet. Angie has some good shit, you can admit that. A little too good you realize, as the room starts to spin around you. Disoriented and still naked from the waist down, you stumble in a circle around her room before collapsing in her pile of stuffed animals. ‘I gotta hide myself until I can leave,’ you think to yourself in your weed-induced stupor. You sloppily cover yourself with stuffed animals and pass out.