Rooming With My Best Friend - Decisions - To Kris - Choose Your Own Story - 4

To Kris

Colt closed his eyes and bit his lip, the sight of Kris’ muscular ass bouncing up and down, clean and ready to be fucked, was haunting him. Part of him wanted to go to their room so he could get into bed with his best friend and fuck that tight ass until they both screamed and exploded all over each other. But another part of him wanted to be with his girlfriend, to hold her in his arms and make love to her.

He picked up his boxers and walked toward the door of the dorm, with every intention of going to Andrea’s room, but at the last moment something made him look back toward the bedroom and he saw the door just slightly ajar as if it were inviting him inside.

“Oh fuck it,” Colt said, throwing down his boxers.

He walked straight into the bedroom and closed the door behind him, setting the lock into place so no one would walk in. Kris was still naked, but his dick was rock hard and he was stroking it while he slid a lubed up finger deep into his ass, looking up at Colt with a smile.

Colt moaned and walked over to the drawers. The condoms were already out on top of it so he picked one up, tore open the packet and rolled it down his cock. He poured lube all over his cock, getting it nice and slick and then looked down at Kris, feeling his dick throb at the sight.

Kris’ body was so hard it was unbelievable. His pecs were big and rose gently with his breathing. His abs tightened with every breath. His thick legs, which he pulled up toward his chest seemed to form an arrow that pointed to his perfect pink hole, and without so much as a word Colt climbed up onto the bed and slowly pushed his dick inside Kris’ hot ass.

“Fuck yeah!” Kris moaned as the dick pushed further into him.

Colt just moaned as he continued his journey in to Kris’ ass. He kept going until he felt their skin touch and he knew he was fully inside Kris without even looking down, but he did so anyway just to confirm it.

Kris was smiling as he held his legs back and looked up at Colt.

“Damn, I love fucking your sweet ass,” Colt said.

“I love having you fuck my ass,” Kris smiled.

Colt leaned over and pushed Kris’ legs around his waist. He lowered himself down until his muscular chest was pressed against Kris’ and moved his head up until their lips came into contact.

Kris threw his arms around Colt and ran his hands up and down Colt’s back as their tongues started to battle and Colt slowly pulled his cock out of Kris’ ass only to push it back in deep, letting Kris feel the whole length of the cock that was fucking him.

Colt broke the kiss and moved his head down so his chin was resting against Kris’ shoulder. Occasionally he would place kisses along the neck or shoulder as he held Kris close and gently thrust into him, feeling the moans coming from Kris’ mouth rise up from his chest, which was rising and falling against his own.

They embraced each other for almost ten minutes as Colt continued the slow, deep thrusts into Kris’ ass, making love and just enjoying being in the other’s arms, the pleasure that they could give to each other heightened by their connection as best friends.

Colt gradually pulled back until he had his palms against the mattress, still looking down into Kris’ beautiful blue eyes, but the new position gave him better leverage, with Kris’ legs still around his waist, so he could pick up the pace and start fucking Kris harder, with shorter, quicker thrusts.

Kris moaned and reached down with his hand to grab on to Colt’s ass, trying to pull him closer to get more of the cock inside him. Colt chuckled seeing Kris’ eagerness. He might have acted like the straight stud out in public but it always amazed Colt just how much Kris loved getting fucked and would always want more. Then again, he was the same and loved when Kris slid his hot cock deep inside his ass.

Colt moved rhythmically, rocking back and then pushing his hips forward. It withdrew his cock almost all the way out of Kris’ ass and then plunged it back in so his trimmed pubes were brushing against Kris’ ass before he repeated the move.

Reaching around, Colt took hold of Kris’ legs and put his hands under the knees. He brought the legs from around his waist and pushed them up until they were closer to Kris’ chest. Kris got the hint and put his feet on Colt’s chest, keeping his legs pushed back.

Colt smiled at Kris’ eagerness as he placed his hands on Kris’ calves and started fucking harder and deeper into his hot friend. Kris had his head thrown back, moaning with the feeling of the cock sawing through him as his tight ass clenched around Colt’s throbbing cock.

Picking up the pace slightly, holding on to Kris’ legs to steady himself as he thrust forward, Colt continued to slide his dick in and out of Kris’ tight ass, feeling it grip his shaft, not wanting to let it escape as it pulled out.

Kris’ ass was working his cock over nicely, but Colt wanted more. He moved his hands to Kris’ ankles and pushed them up, spreading them slightly so Kris was spread eagled on the bed. In that position Colt was able to slow down and really feed Kris his dick. He pulled his hips back until only the head of his throbbing, veiny cock was still inside and then swivelled his hips forward, pushing the cock in deep, really long dicking Kris, who clutched the sheets between his fists, his body tense with the pleasure rushing through it.

The slow pace of the thrusts into Kris’ ass seemed to massage and manipulate Colt’s cock more than it had ever been stimulated before and he couldn’t imagine ever fucking anyone who made his dick feel better than Kris’ ass did.

Wanting to switch things up again, Colt moved Kris’ legs so they were together and he pushed them to one side, which turned Kris slightly onto his side while Colt’s dick was still inside him.

“Holy fuck!” Kris screamed. “That felt so fucking good!”

The movement had made Colt’s cock rotate inside Kris’ ass, brushing directly over his spot, sending shockwaves all over his body.

With Kris on his side, Colt leaned over slightly, his dick buried deep in Kris’ muscular ass and he started pounding it, feeling his cock being squeezed between the two hot cheeks and then stroked by the tight hold in the centre of them.

He fucked Kris hard, with them both moaning. Kris’ own hard on was throbbing and leaking, but it was trapped between his legs, which had been pushed together so it was almost painful. He desperately wanted to jerk his cock but he knew he couldn’t. Then Colt moved.

Twisting his cock inside Kris’ ass again, eliciting another scream from Kris, Colt moved down so he was on his side, careful to never let his dick slip from Kris’ ass, until he was behind Kris, sliding his cock into Kris’ depths as he wrapped his arms around his best friend’s big chest.

Colt worked one arm under Kris’ body, bringing it around to rest on his pec. With the other he reach over the top of Kris and placed his hand on just below Kris’ belly button, never touching Kris’ dick, but putting pressure on Kris’ hips, trying to pull them back as he drove his dick forward, impaling Kris fully on his cock.

Holding Kris close, Colt slid less than half his cock out before driving it back in so he was balls deep inside the ass that continued to spasm around his cock. He never stopped thrusting, no matter what he was doing, whether that was kissing Kris’ neck or nibbling on his ears, running a hand over his pecs or abs, or even stroking his dick, never getting him too close to cumming because Colt didn’t want the session to end soon.

The feelings inside him finally got too much for Kris though and he could feel his balls bubbling up, getting ready to shoot a huge load. His whole body tingled and he arched his back, pushing his head back against Colt’s shoulder, and he thrust his ass back to meet Colt’s thrusts, wanting to force more of the dick inside him, even though he was taking it all.

Humping his ass back onto Colt’s cock altered the angle of penetration so the tip of Colt’s cock constantly rubbed against his prostate, causing Kris to cry out and, before he even knew it was coming, his dick jumped and he started spraying cum all over himself, Colt’s hands and the sheets beneath him.

Colt continued to fuck Kris through his orgasm because Colt was nowhere near his climax yet. Sometimes Kris’ tight ass would squeeze his cock so good he would almost cum before he was ready and at other times his near legendary staying power kicked in and he could fuck for hours without cumming.

When Kris finally came down from his orgasm and regained his breath and ability to speak, he reached back, placing a hand on the back of Colt’s head and turned so he could speak as close to Colt’s ear as possible.

“Keep fucking me, Colt. I’m still rock hard and I want you to fuck another load out of me. Fuck me until you cum. I can take it.”

Colt smiled and buried his dick inside Kris’ ass yet again. He held on tight to Kris’ hips and rose up onto his knees, forcing Kris to move too, until he too was on his knees, placing his hands against the mattress, and yet again Colt’s cock twisted inside him, making his whole body tense up with pleasure.

With Kris on his hands and knees, Colt gripped hold of his hips to he could pull Kris’ ass back onto his cock as he thrust forward with increasing speed until their skin was slapping together with Colt was really nailing Kris’ ass.

Kris buried his head in his pillow, biting into it as he muffled the moans and screams that were caused by Colt’s dick as it pounded into him, fucking him hard, with Colt’s balls bouncing off his ass. He had never felt so relaxed while being fucked, but the feelings inside him were just too good to deny. He loved having Colt inside him.

Colt moved his hands up and down Kris’ back, occasionally running his fingernails across the skin, which made Kris jump with the sensation, never actually going so far as to scratch him.

Kris was rocking backwards and forwards, driving his ass against Colt’s dick, plunging it back inside him whenever it pulled out. The thrusts into his ass became harder and more aggressive as Colt realised Kris was totally into the fuck and wanted more of his hard 7 inch cock.

Colt placed his hand in the middle of Kris’ back and pushed down on it until Kris had no choice but to lay down flat on the bed, the cum he had shot earlier feeling wet against his abs.

Spreading Kris’ legs just a little bit more gave Colt greater access and allowed him to fuck away as hard as he could, drilling his cock deep into Kris’ ass, with all his body weight on Kris’ back, holding him down as he pounded him.

Kris was screaming and clawing at the bed as Colt’s cock assaulted his prostate. He thought he was going to cum again with his dick impossibly hard, trapped between his abs and the mattress, every thrust into his ass made his dick rub up and down between him and the bed, pushing him toward the edge.

Colt had his whole weight on top of Kris, holding him down as he continued to fuck in and out of Kris’ ass. He reached his arms around Kris’ chest and held him close, leaning down again to kiss Kris’ neck, nibbling on his ear from time to time, whispering words of encouragement that only helped to fuel their desires and passion.

Just when Kris thought he was going to cum again, Colt pulled back, bringing Kris back up onto his knees. Colt then reached forward and pulled Kris’ body up so his strong back met Colt’s pecs, giving Colt the opportunity to run his hands up and down the hot body with its hard muscles bulging.

“I love fucking your ass,” Colt moaned into Kris’ ear.

Kris reached his hand around so it was on the back of Colt’s head, “I love feeling your dick inside me. So fucking good!”

Keeping his hands on Kris’ hips, Colt sat back, pulling Kris with him, until he was sitting down on the bed and Kris was perched on top of him, still impaled on Colt’s cock.

Kris couldn’t believe how long he had had Colt’s cock in him without Colt pulling out. It hadn’t left him since it first entered and they had been fucking for well over half an hour. He was almost delirious as he reached back, placed his palms on the ground, with his arms either side of Colt’s chest and planted his feet on the mattress so he could start moving up and down on Colt’s cock, riding him in a reverse cowboy position, and driving the dick into him as he fucked himself on it.

By now Kris was panting for breath, his second orgasm close. His cock was rock hard and was bouncing up and down, pointing toward the ceiling, slapping against his abs, leaving a trail of precum over the muscles as he continued to ride Colt’s throbbing cock.

Colt felt Kris’ ass tighten around his cock and knew he was close again. He wanted to cum with Kris this time so he pushed Kris off his cock, leaving the heat of the hot ass for the first time since they started fucking, and threw Kris down on his back on the bed.

Throwing Kris’ legs over his shoulders Colt leaned forward, lifting Kris’ ass up off the mattress and giving him the access and the leverage to rise up and really drill down into Kris’ ass, pounding him hard and deep as he drove his cock back into the muscular ass.

They were both moaning as their skin slapped together and their panting further increased, their muscular bodies covered in sweat.

Kris reached up and started jerking his cock furiously, needing to get off as Colt kept up the hard thrusts into his ass, working over his spot, making his whole body tingle.

Colt felt Kris’ ass spasm even more and looked down to see the cum rocket out of Kris’ cock, shooting all over his abs and chest, with a shot even landing on his chin. The clenching was too much for Colt so he let Kris’ legs down and plunged his dick as deep inside Kris as he could, leaning down to lick the cum from Kris’ chin as his cock exploded in the tight ass that was milking his load from his balls.

When he finally finished shooting, Colt collapsed down on to Kris, leaving his cock buried deep inside the hot ass. They remained in that position for nearly ten minutes, with Kris’ arms around Colt, until Colt heard Kris starting to snore lightly.

He pulled back to look at Kris properly, seeing him lying there with his eyes closed, looking so content with a sort of post orgasm glow.

Colt then slowly turned his head to look over at his own bed. It was empty and seemed to be calling to him. He could easily stay with Kris, holding Kris in his arms or sleeping with his head on Kris’ hot chest, but it was cramped and after such an exhausting fuck he could do with a good night sleep.

The thought of waking up in Kris’ arms was tempting, but he didn’t know if he wanted to deal with what could come after that, whether it was more sex or possibly having to talk about what had happened and what it meant for their friendship. If he slept in his own bed he would be able to avoid any kind of awkwardness and things could carry on as they had been. He really didn’t know what to do.

Where should Colt sleep? You decide.

If you want Colt to stay where he is, click here: Kris’s Bed (Chapter 08)

If you want Colt to get up and go to his own bed, click here: Colt’s Bed (Chapter 09)