Dylan woke up at the sound of the doorbell. He stumbled down the stairs to get to the door. He felt bad for letting the delivery guy wait for him, so he unlocked the door as fast as he could. With his sleepy head and messy hair he opened the door. “Morning”, he said tiredly while taking the package, “Sorry to let you wait.” The delivery guy looked at him quite surprised and nodded. Only then did Dylan remember that he was only wearing his boxers. He looked down at his own body and said: “Oh fuck, sorry.” The delivery guy mumbled something and left. Dylan closed the door and sat at the dining table to open the package. It were a few small components he ordered for his room. He then went to get his phone and laid down on the couch while watching some TV. He scrolled through his messages and saw that the group chat had exploded. Apparently, some friends went out last night where Michael ended up in bed with a pretty girl, as usual. He read through the messages where the rest was asking all information about how the sex was, and even though Michael avoided answering most questions, you could tell he was satisfied with the attention of both the girl and his friends. Michael is known to be a womanizer. Girls love him not just for his toned body and handsome face, but also for his charismatic personality. And Michael knows how to play his cards well. Dylan got up from the couch to continue his morning ritual. He did the standard amount of push-ups and sit-ups and went to the shower. While the water was running he checked himself out in the mirror. He was not as tall or wide-shouldered as his friends, reaching only 181cm. His waste was slim, and some outlines of a sixpack were visible even though that was more a cause of being quite skinny than being muscular. Dylan was however content with his very present V-line running towards his boxers. He took his boxers off and stepped in the hot shower.
“How big were her boobs?” Leo asked, “I imagine she had a hell of a body.” “If you really want to find out, you should’ve brought her home yourself”, Michael replied. “Maybe I will.” Michael laughed as if he knew Leo would not dare to. Michael took off his shirt and pants and stood up to get his gym clothes from his bag. “Maybe it’s time for a girlfriend Leo,” Tom added, “seems like you are getting sexually frustrated. How long has it been?” “Two months.” It was a funny sight to see Leo sit in his underwear while pulling a sad face. Leo was the shortest of his friends, but he still had a well-built physique. Even when sitting down, his abs were quite clearly visible. “My lion needs some good action again. Fuck it, I am going to download Tinder and get laid tonight.” “Is the real world too difficult for you? Tinder girls are easy mode”, Michael taunted. “Fuck off Michael, sex is sex. I gotta take care of myself somehow. Been sick off beating myself off. My lion is getting sore man.” Michael and Tom let him rattle on for a while as Leo was known for his continuous talking and for providing too many details. He was by far the most hyperactive of his friends. He never stopped talking, and he jumped around all day until one of his friends would yell at him to be quiet.
While the rest was finished getting ready for the gym, Leo was still busy on his phone. “Fuck, I cannot find any hot picture for my profile.” Tom couldn’t help containing a smile. “Can’t imagine hot pictures of you exist mate”. Leo looked angrily at him, but you never knew with Leo whether his frustrations were lasting or whether they would disappear right after. While the rest walked out of the dressing room they heard his voice “I’ll just snap a photo post-gym, they are gonna love that. Yo guys, wait for me!”
Five, six shots ago Dylan was at Tom’s place. Now he was drinking at the bar in the city. At Fridays, the entire student life moved to the city center. Half of them came for dancing and having a good time, the other half to find a bed partner for that night. Dylan never quite knew to which group he belonged, but for his friends it was more than obvious. Leo had of course not yet succeeded in his Tinder adventure, and was the more determined to succeed this time. It occasionally felt desperate, but knowing Leo did not actually mean it wrong, it was amusing to watch his attempts. Leo was in fact quite handsome, with curly blonde hair and blue eyes. He worked out as much as the others – you could see his abs through his shirt – but he was quite clumsy with girls. He could not stop talking and he was too straightforward. There was this memorable story on a drunken evening where Leo stepped up to a girl and asked whether she would like to fuck. And she said yes. Leo bragged about it ever since, not understanding why it did not work with any other girl since then. “Dylan, you see those chicks over there? Let’s get them”, Michael yelled in his ear. Before Dylan could respond Michael got his beer and walked right to them. Dylan followed him after he saw Michael had gotten their attention. “Ladies, this is Dylan. He’s been feeling sad because his girlfriend dumped him.” Dylan protested, saying it was already more than a year ago, but Michael just laughed it off. The two girls were laughing as well about Dylan’s slight overreaction and played along. “Ah poor boy, do you miss her a lot?” “I’m sure Michael here takes care of you very well. You seem like a happy couple.” Michael made an offended expression and tickled her in her sides. “How dare you Kim? I’ve only eyes for pretty girls like you”, he said while looking at her. It was very cliché, but for the late hour and amount of alcohol it was perfect. She laughed and responded “I’m sure you do Casanova. And I’m of course the prettiest girl you’ve seen.” Michael put his hands on both thighs and whispered something inaudible in her ear. Meanwhile, the other girl turned her head to me and reached out her hand. I shook it. “Casey, nice to meet you. Don’t worry about my friend, she’s just drunk.” “Seems like she found a good match”, Dylan said as the two newly found lovebirds were getting closer to each other, “where are you from?” Dylan was clearly not as experienced in these conversations. They talked about some uninteresting topics for a while, after saying goodbye and going their own way. Dylan walked past Michael openly making out with Kim in the middle of the café. One hand grabbed her ass, while his other held his beer. How romantic. Dylan went back to his friends at the bar who were playing some drinking game very enthusiastically. “No success this time mate?” “Ah.”
Around am, or whatever time it was, Dylan and Tom walked out of the pub. He had to carry him a little, since he would otherwise swing to all sides of the street. Dylan and Tom crossed the busy pub street and went to the alley where they parked their bicycle. It was their regular spot, right outside the busy streets, so they could always find their bicycle, even when hammered drunk. Tom got his key out of his jeans and unsuccessfully tried to open his lock. Dylan wanted to do the same, until he heard some sounds further down the alley. He looked around and it took a while before his eyes got used to the soft glowing of the street lantern. There was Michael leaning against the brick wall. His dark brown hair made a messy contour against the light behind him. His pants and boxer were around his ankles, revealing the side of his bare ass. His muscular arms reached forward to where his hands held the hair of Kim upwards in an improvised knot. She was sitting on her knees in front of him, still fully clothed. One hand was put on Michael’s thigh, the other was holding his dick tightly. Her mouth covered the rest of the shaft as she moved her head back and forth. Michael’s hands pushed her head towards his crotch while he let out some soft moans. It was a mesmerizing sight in the dimmed light. The two were fully engaged in the activity, not noticing that someone was staring at them. Dylan did not know how to react either and just stood there with his keys in his hands watching his friend getting sucked off in the alley. After what seemed like a decade, Tom disturbed the show by screaming drunkenly: “Michael! Mate! Is she liking it?” Michael woke up from his trance and looked nonchalantly in our direction. Kim pulled her head back and gave a soft, but high-pitched scream. While no longer covered by her mouth, the full length of Michael’s dick was revealed. Kim was still holding it with her hand, but his thick dick reached much further than that. It stuck straight out, pointing towards Kim’s mouth. His dick was fully straight and must have been at least 22cm. No wonder that all girls like him, Dylan thought. “Yea man. She can suck like a queen”, Michael responded casually while giving a gentle tap on her head. He clearly did not mind putting his hard-on on display. Kim looked embarrassed and let loose of his dick, which bounced lightly upwards. Tom laughed at the sight. Dylan doubted whether Tom was not surprised by Michael’s size or whether he just did not see clearly anymore. Probably the latter. “Mates, if you don’t mind, she’s got something to finish”, Michael said while he took his dick with one hand, wobbled it around, and looked at Kim. Kim hesitated and looked back at us, clearly ashamed of the situation. Dylan finally unfroze, blinked his eyes, and unlocked his key. He and Tom cycled away, bursting out laughing. The last thing Dylan saw was Michael shoving his long dick back and forth in her mouth.
‘What are you doing right now? xx’, said the message on his screen. ‘Just getting ready for bed’, Dylan replied, ‘you?’ ‘Same.. Can’t sleep very well with this cold though.’ Dylan liked this part the most, it always followed the same rhythm. It was very predictable, but nonetheless he got turned on by the pretty girl at the other side of his phone. After he had seen Michael getting sucked in the alley a few days back, Dylan had to let off some steam. He pulled his warm blanket away revealing some freezing drought from his window. But his body did not seem to mind as his mind was mainly busy with that girl’s body. He took his phone and clicked on the camera button of the app. He held his phone in front of his face, facing downwards to his body. From this angle the light bounced off his abs, creating sharp, contrasting shadows. The shades accentuated the shapes and made his muscles seem more extreme. Before he snapped the photo Dylan decided to pull away the blanket altogether, revealing his bright red boxers with an unmistakable bulge in the middle. It was not hard yet to prevent coming over as too eager or shabby, but the folds in his boxer still marked a clear, tempting outline. ‘I bet I can keep you warm’. Sent. While waiting for her reply he swiped through her profile. Madelon was an above average looking girl. Her eyes were beautiful, but other than that there was nothing too special. One picture revealed the curves of her body, which Dylan tried to imagine without that dress. ‘Wow.. I did not expect that’, was her reply to his image. Of course she did expect it. This is what she wanted. ‘Such a cute face and then these abs’. ‘I’m not as cute as you think Madelon’. Again, standard procedure. ‘Oh? Should I be scared?’ ‘Only if you can’t handle 18 cm’.
About half an hour later, 18 centimeters were thrusting into Madelon. Her feet were wrapped around his shoulders as he fucked her hard. With every move Dylan made, she moaned anything but softly. Since the moment she had arrived at Dylan’s place, she was all over him. This time Dylan had opened the door intentionally wearing only his boxers. It might have been a cocky move, but they both knew that it would end up like that anyway, so why not be clear about it right away. He always preferred to avoid the awkward conversations before sex as much as possible. Madelon started moaning even harder. Dylan pulled out and went down on her. He put two fingers in her vagina and fingered her quite aggressively while licking her clit. She moaned his name, telling him to stop. Of course Dylan continued even faster. He saw her hands grab the sheets tightly as she reached her climax. Her moans transitioned into screams. Poor neighbors, Dylan thought. He continued licking her until he noticed she really could not hold it anymore. He got back up and started kissing her again. After a short while, Madelon felt ready enough to continue. She wanted to sit on top of him, but Dylan pushed her over and started fucking her in doggy. This position always made him cum fastest. Perhaps it was due to the view of her laying face-down on bed while his strong hands held her ass, or because his dick felt more sensitive in this position. He smacked her on her ass, followed by a high-pitched moan. When Dylan almost reached his orgasm, he quickly rolled her over and pulled off his condom. He pushed his dick inside her mouth, just as Michael did to Kim a few days ago. “Taste it”, Dylan commanded as he forced his dick further down her throat. Dylan moaned and Madelon obediently swallowed multiple spurts of cum. She sucked his sensitive dick, until Dylan pulled out and rolled over on his back. He caught his breath for a second before walking to the shower to wash off the sweat. Madelon remained laying in bed, completely exhausted by the experience.
He woke up with the girl laying naked besides him. Her head was on his chest and one small arm was wrapped around his slender waste. Dylan lifted Madelon’s arm up and got slowly out of bed not to wake her up. He put on a pair of white boxers, sat down on the couch and looked tiredly through the messages on his phone. ‘Sounds like you had some fun last night lad’, read the message of his housemate Corey. Knowing him, it was written more as a complaint than out of curiosity. He must have heard the screams of Madelon and the pounding on the bed. Dylan ignored him. The two house mates never really got along well together. Corey was very strict when it came to other people’s responsibilities or tasks, but he always had an excuse to avoid doing work himself. After a while, Madelon woke up and looked around the room somewhat confused. She asked whether she could use the shower and Dylan gave her a towel. Dylan tried to avoid long eye contact, but could not help to examine her body closely as she walked to the bathroom. Her ass moved around with every step she took, and Dylan’s dick started to grow again. He thought about last night, how she had moaned and screamed, how she had devotedly swallowed his cum. He hesitated to join her in the shower and have a last fuck, but that would be a little too intimate for his taste. He knew from experience that once he committed to flirt in the morning, she would expect more from him than this one-night-stand. Instead, Dylan just waited until the shower stopped running. Madelon came out wearing the towel around her body, but clearly did not mind covering everything up carefully. She walked closer to Dylan and smiled at him. “Normally I don’t do these kinds of things, but I had a great time last night. I’m happy you convinced me to come over.” She put one hand softly behind the waistband of his boxers, close to where his bulge was. She must have seen his semi through the white fabric. Dylan tried to back up, but there was no space left behind him. “Yea, it was great indeed”, he responded. Madelon smiled. “What are you going to do today? Would you maybe like to have lunch together?” “Eh.. Sorry no, I have other plans.” He looked away and ran his hand through his hair. Dylan always felt awkward and somewhat guilty at these moments. He was very aware that he was being rude, but did not know what else to say. There was a short, disappointing silence, after Madelon replied: “Oh okay. That is eh.. no problem. Maybe some other time soon then?” She had a hopeful spark in her beautiful green eyes, but Dylan declined for the second time: “Sorry, babe. I eh.. Might see you around some time I guess.” “Okay.. It’s what you want.” Madelon looked away disoriented and released her hand from his boxers. She started collecting her clothes from across the room and put them on. Dylan just stood there in his boxers watching her struggle to get her pants on after he remembered that that might not be so polite. He started reorganizing some notebooks on his desk that did not need any reorganizing and waited until she was finished. “I guess I’m going then.” “Yea I guess so. I had a good time”, Dylan replied as he walked her to the door. He opened up and saw Corey sitting at the table in their common kitchen. Corey had big bags under his eyes and looked absolutely irritated. Madelon politely smiled to him and then looked back at Dylan. “I guess I’m going then”, she repeated and she started to hug him. Knowing that Corey was watching, he went in with her hug and held her tightly against his still half-naked body. To Madelon’s surprise, Dylan gave an audible kiss on her lips. He then looked directly at Corey and saw him sneer after focusing on his breakfast again. Dylan again felt slightly wrong for playing with this girl, but pestering Corey was more important at the moment. Madelon released the hug and left. Dylan walked intentionally to the common kitchen, grabbed a glass of water and leaned against the kitchen counter, waiting for Corey to start the conversation. “Can’t you just be a little more considerate towards your housemate? I don’t need to hear you having sex all the time.” Dylan enjoyed his irritated voice. He would bring home a girl every night if that would mean he could see Corey’s irritation each morning. ‘And please cover up a little, will you? I really don’t need to see that”, Corey continued as he put his hand in front of his face to cover part of his sight. Dylan looked down and was surprised to see that he had a notable bulge in his boxers. That was unintentional. Probably a remainder of his morning wood combined with Madelon’s tight hug. Dylan would normally feel awkward about it, but now he just grinned and said: “I’m sorry one person here is having fun at least”, as he grabbed his crotch jokingly. Having had sex last night gave him a strange sense of confidence. Corey was clearly not amused. “Look, it’s clear you enjoyed yourself, lad. But I need my sleep and I can’t sleep if you’re banging right adjacent to my room for two hours in the middle of the night. That’s disgusting. Where did you pick up that slut anyway? Don’t you have any dignity? You’re not the only one living here, lad. And please cover up your knob.” Dylan just grinned.” “Was it really two hours? Pretty good stamina if I say so myself.” Corey stood up, grabbed his plate and went back to his room.
The summer was really getting started. Dylan could feel the heat rays through the car window on his skin. Good weather always meant a good mood. He sat in the backseat of Tom’s car and was staring to the changing city scape from large apartment complexes and highways to smaller buildings in the dunes. On the background his friends were singing along with some rap song, knowing only half the words, but having more than twice the fun. Leo was sitting next to him and was making some enthusiastic dance moves which were clearly off rhythm. Even Michael had set away his pride and was fully engaged in singing the song, while drinking a beer. They were on their way to the beach. It was the first tropical day of the year.
Once the song was over, the previously held conversation continued. “So Leo, you still haven’t fucked anyone?”, Michael teased. He clearly found it funny to annoy Leo another time. “Maybe you should try our sloppy seconds.” Leo hit Michael on his shoulder. “Fuck off, I don’t want my knob in some cave where yours has been already.” “Why not? I can loosen her up for you.” “No thanks, mate. I prefer a girl being tight.” “We all know you just like them sixteen years old and virgin. Maybe then you have a chance.” “Just get lost. You know I don’t like that.” That was true. Leo had told us quite some time he liked to be bossed around in bed. He gets horny from being told what to do and is not really ashamed about it. “I like them older than me. They should be a real lady, instead of the tiny teenagers you are trying to get laid with”, Leo said. Dylan looked at him and saw his smile as he was proud of his comeback. It did not last for long as Tom started moaning: “Oh Leo, please fuck me with your tiny dick. Leo please.” Leo hit him angrily on his shoulder, and Michael and Dylan were laughing hard. “Yea Leo, hit me harder. You turn me on so much.” Leo hit him again. “Oh yes. Now suck my dick, Leo.” “Fuck off mate, I’m no faggot.” Leo stopped punching him and sat angrily in his backseat. It was the same funny sight as in the locker room. Dylan knew it would only last for a minute or so. “Well maybe you should consider trying out men. You might have more luck there”, Michael replied while laughing. Leo did not and just shook his head in anger.
