Bruno Mars couldn’t take it anymore. He had been flirting with his new college roommate, Colonel Sanders, for months now, and he knew that his body wouldn’t be able to resist any longer. When David came home that night with his usual outfit, a white suit and black tie, Bruno sat on the bed, staring at him with lustful eyes. “David, we need to talk.”
David put his bag down, and looked at Bruno, confused. “Talk about what? Is something wrong? You look so serious.” David was always a gentle man, and Bruno loved the way he talked about his dreams. He knew the recipe for the perfect fried chicken, he just needed the boost to get there.
“I… David, we've been flirting for months now. This definitely isn’t normal for roommates. I need you, badly.”
David stared at him with widened eyes, and he put his glasses down on the table next to him, trying to convince himself that this was actually happening. “Bruno, I didn’t think you were actually serious with the flirting.” He blushed, his white skin turning into a rosey pink. “You’re meant to be a superstar one day. You’re so good at dancing… and singing…. I didn’t think I could even compete.”
“You’re everything I’ve always wanted.” Bruno revealed, now feeling more confident. That was all David needed, he took the few final steps between them and pushed Bruno back onto the bottom bunk bed, where he was sitting. He put his lips against Bruno’s, his mustache grazed Bruno’s upper lip as he crushed into him. Bruno immediately began to moan, feeling the sensation of David’s body on his, something he’s been desperate for for what felt like forever now. David forced Bruno’s legs apart and began to grind into him, and Bruno was glad to find that David was already incredibly hard for him. It seemed he wasn’t wrong after all, Colonel Sanders was as into him as Bruno was with him.
Their crotches rubbed against each other insistently as David began to lick down his neck, nibbling and biting as if he was his very own fried chicken. Bruno moaned, and thrusted into David, knowing he needed more of the man against him. “Please…” He begged, and David complied. He pulled Bruno’s dancing pants down, revealing his swollen and leaking cock. David groaned, knowing he was that one who made Bruno this frustrated.
He wrapped his mouth around Bruno, tentatively licking and sucking as Bruno buckled into him. “Harder, please.” Bruno continued to beg. Colonel Sanders complied, he swirled his tongue against Bruno’s cock as he continued to bob up and down like an expert. Bruno was already getting close, so close that he could feel his balls tighten in response to David’s sucking. He pressed David’s head into his crotch as he thrusted into him with wild abandon. He came immediately, crying out David’s name over and over as he came into his mouth, spurt after spurt of gooey cream that coated the man’s insides completely.
“That was so good… David.” He moaned.
“There’s more where that came from.” David winked at him, and Bruno grinned back.