Kris was the biggest guy in our dorm, built like a Greek god, and as dumb as a bag of rocks. The first night in the dorm was supposed to be about unpacking, adjusting, and maybe a little awkward small talk. “Yeah, he just offered. “Fuck, you’re good,” he muttered, his abs flexing as he got closer. “I mean, if he’s offering…”
Lochlan let out a loud laugh. In a couple of minutes he was squirting a load up into the air, and without thinking I bent down to put my lips on the tip and gather his cum into my mouth. The thought of touching him, of feeling that massive cock in my hand, sent a jolt of electricity through me. He looked at me nonchalantly. I slobbered on the fat tip, which would never fit inside my mouth, and he groaned, his hands gripping my hair tightly as I stroked him.
