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Might turn this into a series, but I’m not sure yet.
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“What’s up, Explora?”
“Don’t call me that,” Dora snapped at Grant, her boyfriend’s roommate. “Dickhead. What are you up to?”
Despite the thorny greetings, the two of them actually got along quite well. Dora walked through the tiny hallway into the small sitting room that also doubled as the kitchen. Grant was sitting with his laptop on the cheap, IKEA couch pushed into one corner. The position of the furniture made it such that the couch was the first thing Dora saw when she walked through the door.
Dora whipped off her coat and threw it in the designated coat pile in the corner of the room. Beneath her thick winter jacket, she wore a simple, white T-shirt and jeans. The outfit revealed her tight figure, wide in bust and butt and nowhere else. Dora worked hard on her physique. If the apartment had room for a mirror, she could have admired her heart-shaped face in it, the black hair cut short and tucked behind her ears, the smattering of freckles, or even her round, green eyes. However, this was Allen’s apartment.
Living in the East Village of New York meant space was at a premium. Dora’s boyfriend, Allen, was paying way too much to live in this cramped apartment, but it cut his commute to work down to only ten minutes. Though Dora’s own living space was bigger, it was far out in Queens and she got off work a lot earlier than Allen. It didn’t help that her roommate was kind of a jerk, to put it nicely.
That was why Dora put up with the naked man on the couch. Yes, Grant was naked. Unclothed. Completely nude. The boy was tall and pale. He had a lithe build, with only a touch of muscle. His face was a handsome collection of soft features that reflected his half-Chinese heritage. He kept his body free of hair, which was also true of the truly magnificent penis dangling between his legs.
Frankly, it didn’t even bother her anymore. It had started about a month ago. Grant was apparently stressed by the transition to working full-time after the three of them graduated college last year. He confessed to Allen, his long-time friend, that he was having trouble remaining clothed, of all things.
At first, Allen had thought he was joking. Dora, too. Grant, after all, had a hard time taking anything seriously, let alone things pertaining to penises. It turned out, however, he wasn’t kidding in the slightest. Sure, he had a good sense of humor about it, but his struggle was legitimate. During college, he had no roommates (lucky bastard), so he’d just gotten used to never wearing clothes.
To Dora and Allen, who’d never heard about this, despite knowing the boy for their entire time at university, it came as a shock. Allen almost immediately gave Grant his permission to be naked, though. Once he realized that his friend wasn’t just joking, it was an easy decision. The two of them were close and a little nudity wouldn’t ruin that.
At first, Grant did his best to put on clothes when Dora came over, which she appreciated. Over time, though, Dora’s own roommate began to grate on her more and more, which found her in Allen’s apartment much more frequently. At last, she felt bad about forcing Grant to change his lifestyle, so she assented to his nudity around her.
He was overly grateful and Dora had to stop him from hugging her after he stripped down. Sheepishly, he had apologized quite a few times. While Dora wasn’t exactly comfortable being hugged by her newly naked friend, she was also completely taken aback by the comically large member of which she caught more than a glimpse.
From that point on, it was… awkward. For a couple weeks, anyway. Grant tried to be as modest as a naked man can be while they got adjusted to the new living situation.
For his part, Allen was infinitely compassionate and patient. That was just one of the reasons Dora loved him. She loved his short, blonde hair, his hazel eyes, and his cute, button nose. It didn’t hurt that he had the physique of an olympic rower, either. She only wished they had a better sex life. Not even that much better! Just a little bit. Maybe a little bit more. OK, fine, she was desperate to get dicked down!
Allen was at work so often and when he finally got home, he was usually too tired to have sex. He tried, to be fair. He knew that Dora had a fairly high libido and he wanted to please her, but once you hit 80 hours worked in a week, the exhaustion is hard to overcome. Dora could only handle so many failed orgasms before the frustration started to mount.
That was one of the reasons she had come to his apartment today. It was Friday and they were supposed to have the whole weekend to sort things out. Allen had promised not to go into work either Saturday, or Sunday. The problem was, he rarely had a say in the matter. Still, Dora trusted him to keep his promise.
In the meantime, she would hang out with Grant. Dora slunk down into a chair across the room from the couch. Her seating choice had nothing to do with the opportunity to occasionally steal a glance at Grant’s cock 1080 porno poking out from the shadow beneath his laptop. Nothing at all.
The two of them passed twenty minutes without exchanging much more than casual bits of conversation about Grant’s job. He worked as a remote help-desk associate for a major bank, which meant he got to answer mind-numbingly stupid questions from the comfort of his own home. Remote, or not, though, Dora didn’t envy him. It sounded like an awful gig.
Another ten minutes later, though, he slammed his laptop shut and exclaimed,
“Freedom!”
A hard series of knocks on the wall behind him suggested he was a little too eager to announce the end of his work day. Ignoring that, Grant sprung up from the couch, his dick springing with him, slapping at his naval. As he walked to the “kitchen” and stretched, he asked,
“Dora, you want to start drinking? I just had to guide someone who must have been an octogenarian through a mobile check deposit. Via text. I require alcohol.”
Giggling, she agreed.
“Sounds good. Have you heard from Allen? If he gets called into work this weekend I’m going to explode.”
His grimace was sympathetic as he replied,
“I talked to him around noon, but he didn’t say if he was busy or anything. Here’s hoping you can finally cum.” He offered her a cheeky grin and a beer.
“Shut up, dick,” A slight blush crept to her cheeks as she accepted the drink. She hadn’t realized Allen was discussing their sex life with Grant. “Last I checked, you weren’t getting much, either.”
Grant shrugged it off, not dropping his playful tone.
“Hey, I’m naked with a hot girl most nights of the week!”
“Don’t make it sound like I’m naked, too!” Dora laughed and began drinking. The smile Grant gave her was stirring, to say the least. His lips were too full, damnit!
The two of them talked more about Grant’s awful job and Dora’s own struggle to secure any clients for her boss. Their conversation was interrupted by a text.
“Sorry, babe, I’m going to be at least another hour, maybe two. Work’s crazy right now. See you soon,” Dora read from her phone. “GAH! What the fuck?!”
“Yikes, sorry Dora. That sucks.”
The words fell on nearly deaf ears. Dora was staring at the ceiling, trying not to let the frustration get to her. Before she tore her hair out, she made a quick decision.
“Alright, fuck it! Let’s drink!”
Grant smiled and exclaimed, “Wise words!”
After downing her first beer, Dora immediately opened up a second. And then a third. Grant matched her at every step, but the two slowed down the pace so they wouldn’t be too drunk when Allen got home. In the lighthearted, buzzed conversation which ensued, Dora decided they should play a game.
“Alright, Explora, what game?”
“Dick!” She grinned at the naked man. “I don’t know. How about truth, or dare?”
“What, are we in fourth grade?”
“I don’t see you coming up with anything!”
After a moment’s consideration, Grant acquiesced. “I’ve got nothing better, so fine. Who’s first?”
“Me, obviously. My idea, after all. Grant, truth or dare?”
“Truth, I guess.”
Dora had to think for a minute. She and Grant had known each other since freshman year at college, so they really didn’t have a wealth of secrets between them. Instead, she opted for a different route.
“Pussy,” Dora spat the accusation, but she was still grinning with alcohol-influenced contedness.
“Fine! Dare, then!”
She was so thrilled by the success of her ploy that she didn’t think nearly hard enough about the dare itself.
“Helicopter.”
“What?”
“Helicopter! Swing that dick!”
“What the fuck, Dora?” Grant was laughing, a flush rising in his cheeks.
“Why, does the pussy not want to do it?”
Grant’s eyes narrowed, but he dragged himself off the couch. In the middle of the tiny living room, a few feet in front of his womanly guest, Grant started to gyrate his hips. He picked up speed and soon his thick penis was flopping about in a wide circle while Dora let out amused shrieks.
“OK, OK! Enough! God, that was funny as fuck!”
Grant sat back down on the couch and crossed his legs, attempting to cover the stiffening going on between them. His face now fully red, a combination of the drinking and the embarrassment, and he was out for revenge.
“Truth, or dare, Explora?”
“Massive dick. I guess dare, since I’m not a pussy like you.”
She shot him a wicked grin. His tone was much-too-sweet as he responded.
“Oh, splendid. I dare you to take your shirt off.”
He raised one eyebrow in challenge. Dora sputtered her reply,
“No way! Not everyone is like you, nudie boy.”
She gestured to his crossed legs. Dora was trying to hide her disappointment she couldn’t see between them. The boy growled,
“Pussy.”
“Nope! Just not gonna do it.” Her smile was even more obnoxious this time.
“You’re ridiculous, you know that?” The girl’s head tilt didn’t 2 k porno help things, so Grant tried again. “Fine, then. I dare you to sit on the ground and not move for thirty seconds.”
Dora just gave a confused laugh. The cocky grin never left her face as she lowered herself to the floor. At this angle, she knew Grant could see her cleavage, a fact in which she delighted.
“That’s it? Hardly a challenge, y’know.”
Dora leaned forward, curious what Grant had planned. He stood from the couch and Dora nearly gasped when she saw his dick bounce up. It was half-hard and even bigger, now. Her thoughts immediately went to what it would feel like in her hands. Could she fit it in her mouth? She tried to stave off the fantasies, but they only got more intense when Grant walked toward her, cock swinging freely, if somewhat stiffly.
“Thirty seconds.”
Dora was nearly sweating, now. Her throat felt dry. She didn’t even look up at Grant’s face. Her eyes were fixed on the perfect, pink glans bobbing toward her.
Grant stopped when his feet were right next to Dora’s knees. His penis was still only half-erect, but it was nearly poking the girl in the nose. She sat stock still, breathing slowly through her nose. Each exhalation tickled the bare skin on Grant’s shaft. Thoughts of planting a kiss on the member in front of her raced through her thoughts. All she had to do was lean forward.
When Grant grabbed his penis in one hand, she still didn’t move. He pulled it to one side, touching his thigh and then released. Dora’s cheek flushed crimson where the cock slapped against it. She was stunned. She opened her mouth to say something. Anything. Just one word of objection. Then, the fat, veiny dick struck her other cheek.
It didn’t hurt. There was hardly any speed behind each action, but the impact was far more than physical. Dora’s fantasies raged out of control and she felt a distinct dampness between her legs.
When Grant sat back on the couch, he finished his beer and threw his head back in laughter.
“Didn’t expect that, didya Explora?”
“I.. what?”
“What, not gonna call me a dick? Got a different dick on your mind?”
His grin was even cockier than hers had been. She started to regain her faculties, though, despite still grappling with the residual feelings on her cheeks.
She stammered out her words, “Are you fucking crazy?”
Grant had only one thing to say, “Pussy.”
“Oh yeah?” She was smiling now. They were friends, after all. Grant was already naked, anyway, so it was hardly a big deal. Yes, she thought, it’s just truth, or dare. “Then, it’s my turn.”
“Bring it.”
“Go get some butter. From 5G.”
The color drained from Grant’s face. That was the apartment which housed a trio of, as Grant called them, ‘grievously hot nurses’. He looked into Dora’s eyes. Then, he looked at her thick, red lips starting to form a certain word.
She didn’t even have to vocalize it before he was off the couch. His cock was at full attention now and Dora marveled in its glory. It reached up at least eight inches, maybe nine. She wanted to grab hold of it and march him out the door like a dog. She wanted to put it down her throat. She settled for watching his cute butt jiggle as he walked to the door.
She could see his hands shaking and his legs wobbling. Still, he opened the door and gave a cursory peek around the hall. Their apartment and 5G was in an alcove of sorts, so nobody would be able to see him unless they were coming to one of the two residences. With a deep breath, he stepped out of his apartment and up to the girls’ door.
Dora just hang out in the doorway, watching with wide eyes and an evil smirk as Grant knocked on the door. After a handful of heart pounding seconds, the two heard some shuffling. Dora spotted the shadows of someone’s feet under the door. Inwardly, she cursed herself for not thinking of the peep hole. To her surprise, however, the door still opened.
On the other side was a conventionally attractive (very attractive), blonde girl in a tank top and pajama pants. She looked very concerned.
“Can I help you?”
“M-may I have some butter, please?” Grant stuttered and Dora laughed like a hyena. He sounded like a teenager asking his crush to prom.
The girl stared at him, slack jawed, while her eyes worked their way down to the incredible and incredibly hard cock pointing at her. She replied after a long look,
“Sorry, we’re all vegan.”
Grant slapped his forehead and turned to Dora, who had some mercy.
“Oh, fine. Come back in naked boy. You did your dare.”
Grant hurriedly shuffled past him and yelped when Dora slapped him on the ass.
Before she closed the door, the girl across the hall mouthed a quick ‘WOW’ and Dora winked in return. Grant collapsed into a trembling mess on the couch, though some precum had worked its way to the tip of his penis.
Dora sat down on the couch, too, and draped an arm over his shoulder. Still smiling wide, she tried her best to encourage 4 k porno him.
“Dude, that was awesome! I didn’t think you could go through with it! Wait ‘til Allen hears about this!”
Shakily, he responded, “Oh my god! That was… insane. I can’t believe I did that. She looked right at it!”
Dora was eyeing the ‘it’ herself when she said, “How could she not, it’s like a lighthouse.”
At that, Grant laughed and Dora squeezed his shoulder a bit harder. It was a nice moment, nudity notwithstanding.
Grant gave her a quick, sidelong hug back before saying, “That means its my turn, though, right?”
Dora’s heart leapt into her throat. Last time he hadn’t even been fully hard. What would he do to her now? She croaked out, “I don’t know… maybe the game should end there.”
Like before, Grant didn’t even have to say the word. Dora sighed, trying not to reveal how excited she actually was to keep going. “Fine, what weird shit are you gonna do to me this time?”
“Dora, I didn’t even say truth, or dare, yet. It’s almost like you want me to do something, hmm?”
She would have punched him if she wasn’t so anxious. And horny. She was full-on throbbing now, throughout her own body. She didn’t even respond, so Grant went on.
“Let’s see. That was a pretty wild dare you had me do, so I’ll need to think of something equal, you know? How about this… Make an O with your hands. Yup, just like that. Now, you’re going to hold that out in front of your face for two minutes, got it?”
Dora nodded mutely. Still sitting on the couch, her fingers were formed into a circle directly in front of her eyes. Grant stood up. His cock was throbbing and one of the veins had become engorged and purple, snaking down the length of his shaft. At this height, his groin was perfectly lined up with Dora’s hands.
He started thrusting. Slowly, at first. The moment the head of his penis touched Dora’s hands, her mind went blank. As the full length of it went through the ring, she couldn’t resist. She clamped down on her friend’s penis. It was hot, thick, and so, so satisfying. Grant pushed his cock farther and Dora’s hands slid to the base of his pelvis. At end, his swollen glans poked Dora on the bridge of her nose. She gasped.
Grant pulled back, moaning softly. Then he thrust. And again. And again. Grant pumped his hips forward and back, sliding his cock between Dora’s hands and poking her in the nose. After a few repetitions, she had a damp spot of precum on her face. Grant started to pick up the pace and it took all of Dora’s willpower not to drop one hand into her jeans.
As her boyfriend’s friends cock glided in and out of her hands, he started to groan. He pumped faster and faster until he suddenly stopped and said,
“Time’s up.”
Dora looked up at him, past his beautiful penis and up at the boyish grin that was giving her palpatations. He spoke softly,
“Truth, or dare, Dora.”
Her eyes widened, but she couldn’t keep the smile off her face.
“Dare.”
His hand ran through her hair for a moment. Grant said, “Open wide.”
Fortunately, or unfortunately, Dora didn’t have to decide how far she would go. At that moment, the door to the apartment swung open and a beleaguered Allen slumped through. He collapsed into the chair Dora had been sitting in earlier and assessed the situation before him.
Grant had sat back on the couch, shoulder to shoulder with Dora, dumbstruck at the situation he was in. He was also rock hard. Allen looked back and forth between the two for a minute before speaking.
“Dude, what the fuck?”
Dora, despite not being the ‘dude’ in question, blurted out,
“We were playing truth or dare! I’m so sorry! It got out of control.”
Grant looked frantic as he was still exercising his jaw, no words willing to come out. He and the petite girl next to him were on pins and needles, unwilling to breathe, while Allen worked out his response.
He started laughing. The others were too on-edge to process the reaction. Allen spoke in between racking chortles,
“Dude… You’re dick… it’s fucking huge! Dora why is he hard?”
“I may have, uh, dared him to go get a stick of butter from the girls next door.” Dora’s tone matched her sheepish grin.
Allen laughed even harder, “And I missed it?! God damn, fuck work!”
Grant, however, only looked guiltier and Dora knew they had to come clean.
“I also, sort of… touched it. A lot.”
Allen’s laughter stopped and his mirthful look grew skeptical,
“What do you mean? A lot a lot?”
Finally, Grant spoke.
“Like she said, man, it got out of control. I slapped her with my dick…”
He trailed off, shamed by the admission. Dora was beat red and staring at the floor. Neither of them wanted to address the still-erect penis on the couch.
Allen was working through the information, but, surprisingly, he didn’t get angry. Dora looked up hopefully as he spoke with some trepidation,
“Soooo, you just fooled around?”
She said, “No! Well, sort of. It was just a dumb game, though! It didn’t mean anything!”
When Dora met her boyfriend’s eyes, she knew it was going to be OK. They loved each other and he was looking at her the same way he looked at her every time they woke up in the same bed.
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