"Hnngggh," I groaned, jolted to consciousness by my throbbing chode. Thrusting against the source of its pleasure was natural, trying to stimulate my girthy dick further. There was no resistance as I pushed my groin forward. Still, my beer can wide tool was at full mast, being jerked off or licked or sucked. Fuck, I wished I was jerking or licking or sucking Larry's cock. My balls pulsed with a need for release. My dick pulsed, a splurge of precum shooting out.
Slick schlorps reached my ears, accompanied with a soft mechanical whirring. The melody was in beat with the movement I felt against my cock. I rode out the pleasure, unaware my own lithe hands were roaming my hairless chest, closing in on my nipples. Twisting them I moaned, hoping Larry felt this way when I sucked his. Pulsing again, my cock spilled some more precum, the moist noises reverberating in my brain. Desperate for release I pointlessly fucked the air, just like my ass had been before my nap.
A few hip movements in, my phone pinged. And pinged. And pinged again. My fingers left my nipples, as I blindly searched for my phone. I tapped around the couch on the side table behind my head to no avail. All the while, the sucking never stopped, accompanied with humming and wet squelches. Resigned to find my phone, I opened my eyes, parting away the strands of hair falling over my face. Putting a foot on the ground, I pulled myself up, a somewhat hefty tugging following my crotch.
Glancing around the room, I spotted my phone on the ground, next to one of Larry's gym bags. Stepping closer, I was hit with a waft of his sweat, emanating from the used jockstrap within. As I leaned to grab my phone, I couldn't resist bringing the used underwear up to my nose instead, sniffing on it as my steel-hard dick throbbed and throbbed, demanding release. My heavy balls churned, ordered by my arousal. Larry's musk impregnated this jock, as it was on my brain. Another spurt of precum shot from my stiff shortie, moistening the sucking sounds again. I stifled a moan as I bent over to finally pick up my phone.
Holding it in one hand, I tried to move my thumb over to get past the lock screen. I paused for a moment, admiring my wallpaper: a short loop of Larry grinning through his salt and pepper beard as he lowered the camera towards his hairy chest and back up to his face. The yearning to feel it against my hole caused a moan to escape my mouth. I let go of his jockstrap as I held my large phone with both hands. Larry had bought me the XL version of this year's phone, his reasoning being that "he'd rather be found dead than buy anything average or small." He'd gotten a deal on buying two at once, and I would've been an idiot to pass over him giving me a new phone for free.
Now that I was able to hold my phone with both hands, I paused once again to admire the other background. Another loop, this one of my gaping hole, cum pouring out of it onto my huge balls, with Larry's cockhead resting between my plump, fat cheeks. My hole throbbed against my plug at the sight, my short, girthy dick flexing as the mechanical noise kept going.
The notification sound played on my phone as it vibrated. I opened my text messages app, with six from Larry. I tapped the conversation.
14:53 - Larry: im going 2 the hardwar store,,,,, b bak soon
15:31 - Larry: fuck,,, theirs a fagot wit long hair here and hes lookin at my (eggplant)
15:44 - Larry: the boy is all talk lol coudnt even take it in his (peach) or (mouth)
15:44 - Larry: look at this lol,,,,,,.
15:45 - Larry: (Video 1:21)
15:52 - Larry: i hope ure having fun,,, i no ure on the edge of ure seat haa ah a,, (banana) (sweat drops)
Curious, I opened the video, already excited to watch, seeing the thumbnail was showing Larry's hard cock over his shorts.
It started off with one of Larry's hands on the twink's head, holding his face against his cockhead. "Hmm, yeah kid, lick it good. That's some good jerking," Larry's rumbling voice moaned, "look Hole, he's trying his best." The guy moaned as he stroked my roommate's cock with his two hands, likely lapping up Larry's precum. "Faster bud, true sluts can multitask," Larry snarkily groaned, "hnnnggg, yeah, just like that, come oof, yeah, come on." Larry's grunts intensified as the guy sped up. "Yeah, fuuuck, yeahhh, fuuuuu-hnngg!" The massive cock throbbed as Larry thrusted into the guy's face, cum gushing onto the lucky twink. Ropes of cum dripped from his face, covering his shirt as a river of seed blasted out. Shocked by the volume, the guy barely drank any of Larry's copious load, cups of semen soaking into his work clothes. Larry squeezed his softening cock, pushing out the last of his cum straight onto the crotch of the dazed guy's pants. "Hope you don't have spares, bud. And tell Ritch I dropped by. He likes 'em eager like you." Larry then showed his face, grinning, "Cum for me, Hole."
I dropped my phone.
My balls throbbed in pain as I held the transparent fleshlight covering my pulsing cock with both my hands. Flexing my hole, I pushed my plug against my prostate as I fucked the automatic fleshlight Larry kept locked around my chode. "Fuuuckkk," I screamed, allowed release. My dick flailing wildly within the toy, I shot a wad. The stroking gear used my load against me, spreading it over my boner, slathering it in rhythm with its movements. "Ahhhgggg," another shot of cum. Thick, creamy cum. Not as great as Larry's, but still cum. Eager to milk myself dry for Larry, I kept riding the wave of pleasure, matching my thrusts with my shots. Fairly quickly, my oversized nuts had half filled the fleshlight.
A second set of whirring began drumming. The strokes were now accompanied with a sucking. I fed the machine more and more of my cum, my sloshing balls emptying themselves as best as they could. Warmth flooded within my ass with the familiar, welcome sensation of getting filled up by Larry taking over my hole. Working overtime, my dick spewed more of it's juice, pushing more of it deep inside me. Lost in pleasure, I closed my eyes, falling to my knees, keeping myself off the ground with my hands, grunting and moaning until the jerking slowed down. The sucking continued as I filled myself with my load, jolts of pleasure assaulting my brain as cups of seed made their way in.
Blood never left my beer can-wide cock. It was the perfect size for one of Larry's thick hands to fully reach around. Thinking about him was all I needed to be hard. Just his name was enough. Larry. My dick throbbed in response. Larry. My hole flexed. Larry. "Hnnnnggg." Larry. Drool ran down my mouth.
A pinging noise rang from my phone, taking me away from my daydream. I picked up the over-sized device, admiring both my wallpapers. Opening my texts, I saw two new ones from Larry.
15:55 - Larry: im grabin diner 4 2day,,,,,, ur stil gonne eat 2 (eggplant) (sweat drops) (sweat drops)
16:17 - Larry: nice load slut,, 2 quarts lol be home in 10 (Image)
The image showed Larry's naked crotch, thick hairy legs spread wide while he drove his pickup truck. His massive soft cock dangling off the edge of the driver's seat, just like his heavy, bowling ball-sized nuts. Right under were his shorts, with a small open book. Most of the text in the book wasn't legible, except for one line ending in “st-length hair” and another with “ways hard when”.
My hole quivered as I thought about licking and kissing his balls. Feeling his pubes against my face, smelling his musk... I stood up, shocks traveling down my legs as the fleshlight kept stroking my girthy cock. Picking up Larry's used jock once more, I sniffed it before putting it back into his gym bag. Buzzed from the earthy smell, I answered Larry's text with a selfie, putting 2 fingers in my mouth.
While waiting for him to come home, I went back to the living room, browsing my phone to pass the time.