Fucking my boyfriend in my dorm
It was a sweltering summer evening, and the dorm-room air was thick with the musk of sweat and hormones. I’ve always considered my college dorm to be more than just a living space – it’s a sanctum where I can explore my sexual fantasies without any inhibitions. And tonight, I was about to indulge in a particularly naughty one.
Declan, my cute Latino boyfriend, had just entered the room, wearing nothing but a pair of tight blue briefs that clung to his bubble butt like a second skin. He flashed me a coy smile, his almond-shaped eyes glinting with mischief as he closed the door behind him. “Hey, baby,” he purred, sauntering towards me with an unhurried gait. “Ready to have some fun?”
I nodded eagerly, my heart pounding with anticipation. Declan was the epitome of male beauty – slim waist, broad shoulders, and a thick, uncut cock that seemed to defy gravity in its length and girth. I could feel the drool pooling in my mouth as I watched him undress, revealing his dark, hairy dick, throbbing with need.
“Show me what you’ve got, papi,” I whimpered, spreading my legs invitingly. Declan climbed onto the bed, his fingers trailing up my thighs as he positioned himself between my legs. With a single, powerful thrust, he entered me, burying himself to the hilt in my tight, virgin hole.
“Oh, fuck!” I cried out, startled by the sudden invasion. Declan hushed me gently, his warm breath tickling my ear. “Shhh…let me take care of you, mi amor,” he whispered, pulling out slowly before slamming back in with even more force.
I clung to his muscular back as he began to rock his hips, his thick cock stirring up my insides with every thrust. The pleasure was so intense that I could feel my toes curling, my nails digging into Declan’s sweat-slicked skin.
“Mmmm, you like that, don’t you, baby?” Declan grunted, pounding into me harder and faster. “You love having my big, hairy dick stuffed inside your tight little asshole, don’t you?”
“Yesssss,” I hissed, my head thrashing from side to side. “Fuck me harder, Declan! Make me forget my own name!”
Declan obliged with a growl, his hips a blur of motion as he railed me with unbridled passion. I could feel the pressure building in my balls, the familiar tingle that signaled an explosive climax was imminent.
“Declan, I’m gonna come!” I wailed, my entire body trembling with pleasure. Declan reached down and began to stroke my rigid cock in time with his thrusts, pushing me closer and closer to the edge.
With a final, brutal thrust, Declan buried himself deep inside me, his weight pinning me to the mattress as he began to unload. I felt his hot, sticky seed flooding my insides, painting my walls with his thick, creamy spunk.
The sensation was too much for me to bear, and with a hoarse cry, I erupted like a geyser, my own cock spraying thick ropes of come across my chest and stomach. Declan held me close as we rode out our orgasms together, our bodies shaking and shuddering with the force of our release.
As the aftershocks subsided, Declan collapsed beside me, his chest heaving with exertion. “Fuck, that was amazing,” he panted, pulling me into his arms. “You are so gorgeous when you come.”
I snuggled into his embrace, basking in the afterglow of our love-making. “That was incredible,” I agreed, tracing patterns on his chest with my finger. “But I have a feeling it’s only the beginning.”
Because I knew that this was just one of many naughty adventures we would share in this dorm room. Declan and I were young, free, and full of sexual energy – and we were determined to make the most of every moment together.
So if you happen to catch a glimpse of a bed banging against the wall or hear muffled moans emanating from my dorm at odd hours, don’t be alarmed. It’s just your friendly neighborhood couple living out their fantasies – college-style.
Bareback, bubble butts, dorm room pounding – that’s the way we like it. And if you’ve got a problem with that, well…I suggest you keep your dirty mind out of my dorm.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I believe it’s time for round two…
