Drunk roommate

He froze. So did I.

“What the fuck” He muttered.

I guess he figured at this point if I was awake he’d gone too far to turn back and slowly his hand started working my nipples again. My cock was throbbing and swelling and oozing fuck juice like crazy, I was so turned on by having Chris feel me up.

Chris’s hand moved down my abs, tracing the cuts of my six-pack. Then he slid his hand inside the waistband of my briefs and gently explored my crotch bare, slowly wrapping his handaround my huge hard cock.

“Shit yeah, dude” He breathed.

I have a big one, about nine inches, and thick, and most guys look envious when they see it hard. It’s pretty awesome. Chris is pretty well-equipped too, I’d seen him hard lots of times, but I was bigger than he was, bigger than most guys I’ve seen hard, which is not that many.

I felt Chris pulling my briefs down to expose my erection. He pushed the tight white cotton shorts down just far enough to expose me completely, then hooked the tight waistband undermy balls. I loved that, it’s what I do when I jerk off, I like the tight elastic cutting into that tender spot under my balls at the base of my cock. Then Chris spread my legs apart as far as they would go and explored my thighs with his hands, rubbing his hot horny hands up into my crack through my shorts. He was making sounds that told me he was really turned on and getting to the point where he didn’t care what happened. I felt both of his hands on me, one rubbing my pecs and abs, the other stroking my cock. If he kept that up I was going to cum and I was thinking it was time to wake up.