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The pair had settled down on the sofa, eyes locked on the TV. Ivan had let Till pick out a movie, so Till just selected the first horror movie he had seen, the last thing he wanted was to take two thousand years trying to choose the perfect movie. It was definitely a little awkward, their thighs pressed against each others, hands awkwardly sat in their laps, as if touching each other would be a crime - as if they hadn't literally had sex.
A few times Ivan shifted, causing Tills eyes to gravitate over to him, slyly watching his movements as he got comfortable. Honestly, Till wanted to move slightly since his ass was getting a bit dead, but he didn't want Ivan looking at him.. So instead, he just suffered. He didn't move to get comfortable or even to reach for his drink. He just sat there, distracted by the need to shift his position, unmoving and unable to focus on anything happening.
Sitting almost paralysed in his trance, staring at the TV, barely even blinking - he felt a sudden weight on his shoulder, snapping him into reality instantly. Turning his head, he was greeted with a view of black hair, eyes widening slightly. Clearly, his staring had been noticed, as Ivan slowly looked up, their eyes locking together. Heat immediately rushed to his cheeks, looking away so fast he might've gotten whiplash. It didn't help when he heard Ivan giggle slightly.
Ivan was resting his head on his shoulder, they were practically cuddling.. And Till was just sat there refusing to move an inch of his body. How was Ivan so bold? So sure with all of his comments and actions, as if he had so much dating experience and knew exactly how to behave..
Slowly, Till turned his head back to the TV, taking deep breaths to try and calm his flushed face down. It was humiliating how the most basic things could make him blush, and so evidently too. Ivan was only on his shoulder, it wasn't as if their bodies were intertwined like they once were..
Naked and pressing against each other in the most intimate ways. Ivan's fucked out face printed itself into his memory, remembering every moan and gasp that escaped his throat. How beautiful he looked, his pale skin flushed in certain areas. The way his usually neat hair was scattered across the pillow, all messed up. The way that snagged tooth scrapped across his lip every time they kissed.
Ivan coughing so suddenly brought him back into the moment, slightly annoyed he had been snapped out of his erotic day dream. Unfortunately, he soon realised he was painfully erect. Practically straining against his pants, a small bulge clear as day. And Ivan was right. there. Of course this would happen to him, God seemed to be picking favourites and Till was obviously not in that batch.
All Till could do was pray, pray to the God that hated him that Ivan wouldn't happen to look down.
As Till previously mentioned, he was not Gods favourite.
"Oh, Till.. What were you thinking about?" Ivan asked, slowly sitting up to turn and look at his crimson face, "Do you think the actors hot or something?" He chuckled, sneaking another glance to the arousal trying to escape.
What Till would do to get this guy to shut up. What guy just calls out another guys boner? Could Ivan not understand his suffering and humiliation? It felt as though Till could collapse right that second, wanting to do nothing but avoid this conversation.
Leaning over, Ivan picked up the remote and paused the movie, turning his attention back to the man who wanted to sink into the floor and die, "Do you want to do something about that guy?" Ivan asked, using the remote to point towards his problem.
"How can you talk to casually about it!" Till huffed, bringing up both of his hands to hide his blushing face, unable to process the words. Was Ivan some whore? Just straight up asking to have sex?
"We've already fucked, I don't see the point in being shy.. I could top this time?" Ivan suggested, shifting slightly as his eyes lingered on Tills form- who was still hiding in complete shame. It got even worse, Ivan so confidently saying he'd top? Did he have no dignity?
Extending his arm, he swatted Ivan away, still attempting to hide his flushed face. Ivan was offering to fuck him? Just because Till got a boner. How horny was his roommate? Then again, Till couldn't talk, he was the one sitting there with a boner which was only getting harder.
Clearly his lack of answer was beginning to bug Ivan, as he shuffled slightly closer, tilting his head to the side impatiently, "So? Do you want to get fucked? I'll be gently, you don't have to worry about that," Ivan smiled, too sweetly for what he was actually saying. The words absolutely did not match his innocent face.
Till wanted to.. For whatever reason he wanted to.. Even though being fucked in the ass was absolutely more gay than fucking a guy.. Would it really feel good? Honestly, he couldn't comprehend it feeling anything but painful. But then again.. women did anal all the time, and they don't even have to.. Maybe it would be a good opportunity to discover more about his sexuality? Plus, Ivan already said he would be gentle, and he would definitely stop if Till got too uncomfortable.
"Yeah! Sure! Just.. don't go too rough.." Till muttered, finally making his decision. This could be good.. Were they fuck buddies now? This was the second time they had fucked.. Was that a good or bad thing? Till wanted to be more than just a sex-filled relationship..
A smile spread onto Ivans face, as if he had been waiting years to hear that sentence. The joy that glistened in his eyes was that of a puppy getting a new toy. Would Ivan even be good at topping? Would Till even enjoy the feeling? The prep seemed like hard work, but it was obviously necessary.
Without another second, Ivan pounced on him, pinning his body down onto the sofa beneath him, wrists snatched into a tight grip. Till couldn't even catch his breath, as a pair of soft lips captured his. The feeling was so addicting, his touch suffocating. Fingers gently rubbed at his wrists, still keeping them held in place. Everything felt so loving, so caring and kind, as if Ivan could keep him safe forever. Ivan would keep him safe forever.. After todays events, Till was sure of it. Right now, Till did not want to think about it. Instead, he allowed himself to fade away into the kiss, giving back just as much as he was receiving.
As their kissing continued, Till felt fingers slowly begin to trace down his chest, tracing around the hem of his neck, softly teasing the skin beneath it. Till was certain his blush had spread to his shoulders, the touch feeling like pure electricity tickling his skin. Nothing mattered anymore, only their intimate touches.
Ivan slowly leaned back, panting heavily as he looked the other up and down, as if sizing up his pray, getting ready to feast. His pupils blown wide with intense lust, as if he was finally scratching that one itch hidden in an impossible to reach spot. Gently, his nails scraped across the skin that was exposed on his chest, excited eyes watching the marks turn a soft red.
Till had never seen this side of him, a crazed expression on his face, almost eager to continue. It was more shocking, considering Ivan wasn't even intoxicated this time. It was a little intimidating, watching as his tongue slowly poked out and licked his lips, like he was suffering from starvation and finally had a grand meal in front of him.
Just how much would Ivan ruin him?
A lot.
Till was wrong to underestimate his roommate.
It was quite shocking, actually, considering Till still viewed him half as a bottom, but with the way Ivan was pounding his ass? He was definitely skilled in both departments. Till had mentioned moving to the bedroom, but Ivan had seemed to have entered a rut of some sorts, since he was completely ignored and flipped over on the sofa.
Till was bent over the arm of the sofa, completely naked. His head draped over the edge, body shaking with every powerful thrust delivered to him. Moans escaped past his gaping mouth, trying desperately to muffle himself, however it was a little hard when his whole body was being shoved forward every second. Sweat dripped down from his forehead, his body feeling extremely feverish. Till couldn't form a coherent thought, just moaning out his roommate name in immense pleasure.
Strong hands gripped his waist, forcing his body to meet his roommates thrusts. It wasn't like Till would be any help, his legs feltlike complete jelly, unable to support his weight.
The sound of skin slapping against each other echoed around the empty room, accompanying with the lullaby of moans each man was producing. If Till died like this, he could die a happy man. The pleasure shooting across his body was intense, like fireworks igniting throughout his nerves, causing his body to jerk and shake. The steady pace was addicting, something Till could get used to.
It made him feel so confused, why was he so afraid of bottoming when it felt this good? Gay people really were onto something. But right now, all of this thoughts were a blur, his mind only being able to focus on Ivan striking those wonderful nerves over and over again with powerful thrusts.
Till could feel the knot beginning to tighten in his stomach, signalling he was getting close. Till was going to cum, just by having a cock pounding his ass, it was a shocking discovery, but not one Till could focus reflecting on. Gripping the arm of the sofa he was dangling over, his back arched up more, trying his hardest to support his weight, "A-Ahh.. Ivan! Ivan- I'm close.." Till panted, drool dripping from the corners of his mouth, legs beginning to shake violently.
"C-Cum for me Till.." Ivan groaned out, and Till could hear the smirk in his voice. That cocky bastard, knowing exactly what spots would send him screaming.
That was all Till needed to hear, almost toppling over the arm of the sofa, his whole body tensing and shaking with his release, squirting his cum onto the soft plush beneath him. His knuckles turned white from his intense grip, trying to ground himself as he experienced the most mind blowing orgasm he had ever experienced.
The sudden tightening around Ivans cock sent extreme pleasure to his entire body, and before he could even try to hold back, he was sending his orgasm straight into his roommate, eyes rolling into the back of his head. The grip around his waist tightened, almost certain to bruise.
Panting heavily, they both began to calm down from their intense high. Very slowly, Ivan slipped his length out, practically collapsing backwards, still catching his breath. Till, on the other hand, was completely limp, still hanging off the edge of the sofa. His entire body felt like complete tingles, unable to feel his legs. One thing he could feel, was a slight dripping out of his ass, which made him cringe slightly.
Gasping slightly, arms wrapped around his waist and pulled him back to reality, finding himself laid across Ivan's sweaty chest, hearing his erratic heartbeat. Till couldn't resist the urge to close his eyes, finding himself surrendering to a dimension of sleep. It had been a busy day, and ending it by listening to Ivan's heartbeat was exactly what he wanted. Who cares if it's gay? Till loved him, and he wanted to spend every single night safe in his arms.
Ivan watched as Till began drifting to sleep. A part of him wanted to keep him awake to get showered and cleaned up, but he looked too adorable falling asleep like that - Ivan didn't have it in his heart to wake him up. Instead, Ivan shifted slightly to get them both in a more comfortable position, before closing his own eyes. Instinctively, he reached up and gently began playing with his hair, praying that he would have this moment again. Hoping that he could stay this happy for the rest of his life.
It wasn't long before sleep stole Ivan away too, soft snores from each mixing together in the silence of their dorm.