Chad couldn’t sleep that night. Everytime he closed his eye..
🕑 Added 2022-04-01 01:27:00 +0000 UTC
Chad couldn’t sleep that night. Everytime he closed his eyes he pictured Freddie fucking his roommate Terry. He was tossing and turning, kicking the covers off of his naked nobody. When he did fall asleep he dreamed of them. He re-lived watching skinny Freddie roughly fucking Terry’s muscular ass. He could hear the moans of pleasure escaping from Terry as he was plowed over and over. The jock’s huge, sculpted muscles were being used and dominated by the little, gay nerd. In his dream, Chad looked away from his wrestling teammate and his eyes met Freddie’s. He couldn’t move as their eyes locked and the skinny nerd smiled at him. He felt the eyes going right through him. Chad pulled out his fat cock and began to jack off, his eyes still focused on Freddie’s. Although the nerd was fucking Terry from across the room, Chad felt hands on his body, stroking him. He felt a hand wrapping around his throbbing cock and pumping it, while another hand was probing between his marble-like ass cheeks. However, his eyes never left Freddie’s as the monster cock rammed in and out Terry. He then heard Freddie’s low whisper, “cum for me.” It felt and sounded so life-like as if it wasn’t a dream, and the voice was right at his ear as he slept. Chad threw his head back and cried out as his cock exploded. The cum flowed over his fist and down his muscular, naked thighs. Chad bolted upright in bed. His body was covered in sweat but as he looked down at his 8 pack and thick thighs, he noticed that he was also covered in his own cum. His lady killer cock was still jerking and drooling out cum. He had come while he was asleep. He felt humiliated. Big jock Chad had a wet dream about his roommate’s boyfriend. It was then that Chad noticed the door to his room was open. He always closed it at night before he went to bed. Chad had the eerie suspicion that someone was in his room before he woke.
In the morning, Chad stayed in his room late hoping to avoid the guys before they left for classes. He was especially avoiding Terry and Freddie. His first class was Professor Potts’ literature class and he figure Helen wouldn’t be too hard on him for missing her class after the sex they had the day before. When he heard the last guy leave, Chad got up and pulled on a pair of tight black boxer-briefs and his black, sleeveless muscle hoodie from the day before. He then walked barefooted down to the kitchen. Seeing that the house was empty, Chad proceeded to make his morning protein shake. He pulled out the ingredients out of the refrigerator and cabinet and carefully measured them out before throwing them in his blender. No one touches his blender. It was an unwritten rule in the house. He then blended his special protein shake together.
“How The Chad doing,” Freddie surprised Chad as he walked into the kitchen behind the unexpecting stud. Chad hated it when the nerd used the nickname. “The Chad,” was a nickname made up by his roommates and they were the only one that used it, not a nerd like Freddie, as it was also the nickname for his cock. However, Freddie picked up on it and used it repeatedly.
“What are you doing here,” Chad turned around as he stopped the blender. Freddie was only wearing a pair of boxers. The twinkish nerd’s body was pale with bonely shoulders and narrow chest, however, the ugly boxers were obscenely tenting as his long cock under them was aiming straight toward Chad.
“I spent the night with Terry,” Freddie bluntly looked over Chad’s muscular body.
“Should you have left with him this morning,” Chad took off the lid of the blender pitcher and lifted it to his mouth.
“Nah, Terry is fine with me staying here. He is good and obedient like that,” Freddie watched Chad’s thick neck muscles gulping down the protein shake.
Chad pulled the pitcher away from his mouth. He thought the word obedient to describe Terry was weird. Chad turned around to place the pitcher back on the blender.
“So you slept well last night,” Freddie asked as he stood behind Chad admiring his round bubble butt.
“Why you asked,” Chad turned around and was surprised how close Freddie was standing.
Freddie was smiling that wicked, annoying smile of his, “just wonder if you had any exciting dreams last night.”
“No! Why you asked that for,” Chad became defensive.
Chad suddenly felt there wasn’t very much space between him and the nerd.
“Oh, I thought you might have dreamed about what you saw last night,” Freddie moved closer.
“Saw what,” Chad stepped back but bumped against the countertop.
“I know you saw me fucking Terry last night. Did you enjoy the show,” Freddie reached both hands out and boldly stroked Chad’s exposed chisel oblique muscles.
“Get your hands off me! I’m no fag,” Chad pushed Freddie’s hands always.
“It look like you enjoyed watching and you even jacked off while you watched,” Freddie stepped back.
“Fuck, no. I don’t get off watching fags fuck,” Chad protested and his tan face turned red.
“Then why is The Chad hard,” Freddie reached down and gripped Chad’s ccck.
The Chad had betrayed him. Chad was rock hard and drooling pre-cum through his underwear. Freddie was squeezing and stroking The Chad through Chad’s underwear. The nerd’s grip was surprisingly strong and tight around the jock’s cock, as Freddie pushed closer to Chad. Freddie smiled and then leaned toward Chad’s lip.
“I’m straight,” Chad opened his mouth and moaned. However, as he opened his mouth Freddie’s lips locked over his.
Little Freddie had Chad pressed against the countertop as his tongue pushed the muscle jock’s mouth open. Chad found himself unable to move as the gay nerd’s tongue dominated his. He had never been kissed like that before. Most girls he kissed were passive and let his tongue do all the work. As Freddie continued to make out with Chad, his hands reached through the cut off sides of Chad’s hoodie and stroked the stud’s lower back. His hands moved lower, pushing into the boxer-briefs. Chad moaned to stop, but it came out muffled with his mouth full of the other boy’s tongue. Chad could easily push the skinny nerd away from him but felt his huge muscles useless. With both of his hands in Chad’s underwear, Freddie grabbed both firm, tight ass cheeks and pulled the muscle stud closer to him. Freddie then pressed his huge cock against Chad’s rock hard cock and started to grind them together. The nerd finally released Chad’s mouth and smiled at his latest conquest. The normally cocky blonde stud was flushed. He started to open his mouth to protest once again, but Freddie began to kiss down his thick neck, and Chad let out another deep moan. Chad could no longer think. His mind was empty. He could just stand there as the nerd kissed and nibble the thick cords of muscles on his neck while pushing his underwear down over his smooth flawless bubble butt. Chad’s cock popped free of the under, slapping against his own stomach as the underwear was pulled over the throbbing pole. Freddie pulled his face away when his mouth reached the massive delts and trap muscles of Chad’s shoulders. He smiled at the confused and aroused muscle god.
“Take off your shirt,” Freddie’s voice was stern, causing Chad’s cock to jerk and ooze more pre-cum.
With no question or resistance, Chad pulled the hoodie over his chisel torso and blonde hair. Chad stood nude, except for his underwear that were down around his massive upper thighs. Freddie continued to smile as he slowly knelt before Chad. Chad and his cock were expecting a blow job as Freddie peeled the boxer-brief down his powerful legs. The nerd then slowly took his time to explore the thick, tear shaped calves and up the sculpted quads and hamstrings, until his face was level with Chad’s throbbing cock. Freddie reached around the wrestler and gripped and squeezed the solid hard ass cheeks.
“Please suck me,” Chad moaned.
Freddie looked up at him and merely smiled again. To Chad’s frustration Freddie ignored his cock and instead slowly rose to lick the deep valleys of the jock’s cobblestone 8 pack.
“Please,” tears ran from Chad’s eyes. He was so horny and needed release so badly.
Freddie licked up to Chad’s large pecs and began to at first gently kiss each hard nipple. He then however, took one large eraser size nipple between his lips and began to suck the tit. Chad threw his head back and groaned. As he kissed across the massive muscle slabs to the other nipple, Freddie reached his right hand behind Chad’s large balls and began to stroke Chad’s tight virgin muscle pussy. Chad moaned loud as he felt the finger pushed into his hole.
“Oh Fffuck,” Chad lifted himself onto the countertop.
Freddie’s long, skinny fingers of his right hand were moving in and out of Chad, stroking his insides, while his left hand squeezed and pulled at The Chad. All along Freddie was sucking on each pert, swollen nipple. Chad was so close to cumming. He needs to cum.
Freddie pulled his mouth off Chad’s nipples, “you want to be my bitch?”
“Fffuck, yes, please,” Chad moaned.
“Good boy,” Freddie smiled.
