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My Roommate: Hot, Horny and Mine

It was Saturday night when I first saw him. We were both at the same party, and yet, the moment our eyes met, it felt as if we were locked in our own private world. I knew immediately that I had to have him – his slim yet muscular frame and that distinctive grin sent a warmth running through my veins that I had never felt before. His eyes were filled with a tantalizing desire that stirred something primal in me; I wanted, needed, to make him mine. 

We left the party together, barely managing to contain ourselves as we raced back to my place with both of us brimming with anticipation. We stumbled into my room, both of us wanting nothing more than to explore and feel each other’s flesh. We caressed and embraced, and his hands felt like fire as they moved hungrily over my body. His kisses were so passionate and delicious, and the way his muscular body moved against mine filled me with an insatiable hunger. We became drunk with pleasure and desire, and the pleasure only increased with each passing touch and each shared gasp of excitement.

He was hot, horny and entirely mine, and I was not about to let him go.

Table of Contents

• 1. Primed for Pleasure
• 2. Mean, Macho and Mine
• 3. Dripping with Desire
• 4. An Explosive Reunion
• Wrapping Up

1. Primed for Pleasure

My eyes scanned my roommate’s body hungrily. I felt a swelling ache of desire as my gaze roamed over his lean frame clad in boxer briefs, the bulge beneath the fabric scandalously large.

We laughed lightly, the heat of anticipation running through us like wildfire. I couldn’t resist his twinkling eyes and flushed cheeks. He was ready for me and I wanted him; tenderness and pleasure wrapped up in one.

• His lips were like summer strawberries, and I kissed them fervently, tasting the sweet, tart flavor of impending bliss.
• His hands found purchase on my back, caressing me with an urgency that stirred my soul.
• My breathing grew heavy, my grip lose as my arousal heightened.
• My skin tingled in anticipation, my body .

The energy between us crackled like sparks against dry wood, and I stood up to carry him to the bed, our lips never leaving one another. His legs coiled around my waist as I lay him down, my longing and desire unstoppable. I wanted all of him and he wanted all of me, as if his body was designed for mine and mine for his. Aching for the promise of gratification, I eagerly kissed and tasted, caressed and massaged. The craving of fulfilment drove us both to heights of bliss that I’d never known.

2. Mean, Macho and Mine

Arousal:
I tore off my roommate’s clothes, my impatience turning into an insatiable need. I wanted to take all of him and own every moment of pleasure. His rippling muscles beneath me, reality taking a hold of me with passionate intensity. My hands, hungry with lust, moved across his chest, craving to explore each contour and curve. His heated breath expelling from his mouth with each touch, delivering desire-soaked shivers. Our tongues twisted and tasted every inch of each other.

Consummation:
I moved lower, discovering the source of arousal for my own. His hardness begging for attention and I was more than ready to deliver. My mouth wet and welcoming, engulfed him in a fleeting taste before gifting him with pure pleasure. His body shuddered and I rose with anticipation. Even in the darkness, I could feel him, memerizing me with his moans and cries. Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore. We tangled together as one, blossoming into something wild and devine. I pushed deeper into him, stealing his lust as my own. This was mine, all of it mine.

3. Dripping with Desire

I moved into my dorm room half expecting to find a sullen, distant roommate. But my prayers were answered when I got a glimpse of him, shirtless and walking across the room. My first impression was complete and utter arousal: His dirty blonde hair, as he passed under the door frame, tousled by the wind outside. His toned, tattooed body already tight and warm; his tight jeans sculpting his ass.

He offered me a beer and before long we were talking easily, lost in each other’s eyes. His smile was free and easy, melting away any of the reservations I still held. We both knew what was going to happen next, and it was only a matter of time before I would give in to my hunger and take what I wanted. I rose from my corner of the room, slowly, taking in every detail as my hungry eyes devoured every inch of my roommate.
I came close to him, my hands diving into his stiffened muscles, pressing them back to the bed as I took him in. I saw his body quiver as I unbuckled his jeans and it only drove me closer, my lips as I kissed his chest, his stomach, down to his groin.

4. An Explosive Reunion

In The Moment:

I had thought about him everyday since he had moved out and couldn’t take my eyes off him when he came back for the reunion. His t-shirt was tight, revealing every delicious muscle of his toned body, and his shorts would not hide the bulge in his pants. His eyes flashed in the light, and as they met mine, a slow smile spreading over his face. I felt myself possibly melting into a puddle of desire on the spot, and had to fight to keep my composure.

The reunion was suddenly flooded with intensity and electricity. His hand suddenly grasped mine, barely containing the urge to reach further up my arm. My heart raced, my body filled with anticipation and my chest tightened with pleasure. We took a walk and talked about everything from the past few months, but all I wanted to do was push him against the nearest wall and show him what I had been feeling since before the reunion started.

We ended up in my room and I pulled him to me, kissing him deeply and feeling him tremble in my arms. His hands moved up my shirt, exploring every inch of my torso and I gasped as electricity shot through my veins. His mouth moved down my body, licking and tasting me, sending sparks of pleasure coursing throughout my body.

He pushed me onto the bed and I watched as he stripped and shivered with delight towards what was to come. He kneeled beside me and engulfed me with kisses, and I thrust into him with a force I was unaware I was capable of. Every moan, every grasp of the sheets only made me more wild with desire, and soon I could feel the waves of pleasure building up inside of me.

I closed my eyes as I felt the explosion of ecstasy erupt within me, and the orgasmic energy began to course throughout my body. I looked over at him with a satisfied grin, and something told me this was only the beginning.

Wrapping Up

I stand there in the aftermath of pleasure wondering how I became so lucky to find a hot, horny roommate like him, whose simple presence ignites a fire in me that I thought was long-extinguished. The sex was not merely physical, it had been something deeper, something that could not be measured. And when he looked at me with eyes that seemed to have seen it all, I knew that this was only the beginning. Together we were just two pieces of a puzzle, and what lay ahead, only time would tell. For now, I am grateful that I have someone like him to fill my days, and that I have the power to make him mine until eternity.