Pizza Tease to Couch Cock Wrecker

Fuck, just thinking about that afternoon on his couch gets my dick leaking. I’d been eyeing Ryan, this freckled tattooed hunk with that cocky grin, all day. He was sprawled out shirtless in those tight blue speedos, legs wide on the gray couch, feet dangling off the edge. His inked arms flexed as he pointed at his bulging crotch like an invitation. “Come chill,” he growled, voice low and teasing. My heart pounded—shit, he was huge everywhere.

I slid next to him, my ripped jeans hugging my thighs, arm draping over his smooth shoulder. We laughed, bodies pressing close, his musky sweat mixing with my cologne. His hand gripped my leg, thumb circling higher, eyes locking with that hungry spark. Tension built fast—flirty touches turning electric. I felt his speedo tenting against my hip, my own cock stirring in my jeans.

Then he stripped naked, grabbing that red pizza box like a prop. Sitting back, box propped right over his lap, hiding the goods. “Hungry?” he smirked, freckles dancing as he grinned. I dropped to my knees between his spread thighs, black hoodie still on, cap shadowing my eyes. My hand roamed his furry treasure trail, inhaling his manly scent—sweat, faint pizza cheese, pure sex. He shifted the box just enough, teasing a peek of veiny base. “Earn it,” he commanded, voice rough.

Heart racing, I yanked off my hoodie, shoved down my jeans. Naked now, I climbed onto his lap, straddling those powerful hips. Our cocks slapped together—his massive, throbbing monster dwarfing mine, pre-cum smearing sticky trails between us. His freckled face lit up as I gasped, wide-eyed, mouth agape at the sheer girth pulsing against my abs. “Fuck, you’re huge,” I moaned, grinding down, our balls nestling hot and heavy.

He flipped the script quick—strong hands grabbing my slim waist, flipping me onto the couch pillows. My legs flew up, ankles by my ears, ass exposed and vulnerable. He stood over me, naked god with tattoos gleaming under the light, one hand stroking his slick shaft, the other prying my cheeks apart. “Look at that pink hole winking,” he growled, thumb circling my tight ring, dipping in knuckle-deep. I whimpered, body arching, sweat dripping down my chest as he leaned in—hot breath on my crack, tongue flicking out for a filthy tease. Musky ass taste filled his mouth, my moans echoing off the walls, wet slurps mixing with the slap of his jerking fist.

His cockhead nudged my entrance, bare and raw, stretching me inch by throbbing inch. “Beg for it, slut,” he demanded, eyes burning into mine. “Wreck me, Ryan—fill this hole!” I cried, inner whore unleashed. He thrust forward, veins dragging my walls, balls-deep in one brutal push. Wet slaps filled the room, his sweat raining on me, our bodies slamming in rhythm…

But little did I know, his roommate was watching from the door, stroking his own monster, ready to join the frenzy.