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The Best of Friends (Evendur x FavoredFox)

Evendur

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Derek groaned softly and woke up on a pleasant Saturday morning. His arm knocked over the bottle of lube that he'd brought last week as he turned off the alarm. The bottle was already half empty as it thunked on the floor. The 18 year old lifted the sheets and saw that his morning wood was there, ready to go as always. His foot long erection throbbed with need, even though he'd jerked off like four times last night, his wastebasket full of used tissues from the previous week. His heavy, tennis ball sized nuts swayed as they fell off the edge of the bed as he sat up, his 6'3" frame stretching to shake the rust off. Looking at the clock, it was 10am, Ryo would likely be up by now. He grumbled softly, wrapping a towel around himself and getting some clean clothes as he left the bedroom and headed to their shared bathroom for a shower, passing his roommate who looked to be on his computer, checking his test scores.

The athletic male warmed up a shower, and Ryo was treated to more groans of pleasure from his nearly perpetually wanking friend, attempting to get rid of his morning wood. His hand slid furiously on his cock, he went through a lot of lube otherwise he'd have rubbed the skin raw years ago. He shivered in pleasure as his balls pulled up and splattered on the tile wall of their shower, which he detached the head and washed it away, before cleaning himself up. He exited the bathroom dressed in some black gym shorts and a red t-shirt with an anime he liked on it. Coming over to the kitchen table where Ryo was on his machine, he saw the upset look on his bestie's face. "Hey Ryo, what's wrong?" He asked in his normal friendly tone, surprised to see the annoyed look on the other male's face, as the smaller of the pair was usually quite chipper. The pair had been friends almost all their lives, so, he figured that if he was having issues, the other male would open up to him about them.
 
Ryo sat at their kitchen with a grumpy look on his face as he stared at his open laptop. Midterm grades had just come out, and everything was, unfortunately, as he expected. His mandatory second language class and English history were above average. He couldn't speak even a sentence of Spanish, but the cute guy sitting next to him gave him a hand (after Ryo gave him a few.) He was acceptable when it came to history all on his own. It was his third class that pinched his eyebrows together. Organic Chemistry. Another credit towards his obligated sciences. He was terrible at science and he knew it, and he wasn't exactly a wiz with maths either. That's why he'd studied so hard for so long. Speaking of long and hard... Ryo offered his buddy and roommate a lazy grunt of a good morning as Derek strode by in nothing but a towel with a massive tent for all to see. Usually Ryo tried to get better looks, because dear god that thing was massive! But not this time. This time, he hardly noticed.

Derek disappeared into the bathroom, and it wasn't long at all before the usual morning moaning session began. Again, this wasn't ever an issue. Ryo knew Derek had an addiction, and he knew that his friend really couldn't help it. Sometimes he'd take advantage of the sounds to fuel his own occasional masturbation.

He let out another annoyed grunt and got up to gather a fruit cup from the fridge as a late morning snack before returning. He glared hard at the screen, eating his fruit angrily, his teeth clacking and biting on the metal spoon.

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It wasn't just bad, it was catastrophic. Failing even one class could lose him his scholarship, which would lose him his lively hood. No coach would want a failure on his team, no matter how well they played the game. Ryo ran his fingers over the keys to write a quick, desperate email to his professor asking for a chance to retake the test. He claimed he'd been ill, but he hadnt been sick, he was just plain exhausted.

By the time Derek came back out, Ryo had finished his fruit and was wiggling the spoon up and down with his mouth. He'd lifted his right foot up onto the seat while the left dangled, the tips of his naked toes only just grazing the floor. It was still early, and practice had been canceled for the day, so he remained in nothing but a long white night shirt and a pair of comfortable, form fitting briefs. He'd look comfy if it weren't for the scowl on his face.

"You!" Ryo snapped under his breath at the question sent his way. His teeth clenched around the spoon before quickly returning to suck on it instead. It hurt his teeth less. With another aggravated groan he tilted his head back, then took a slow, calming breath. "Sorry," he started before finally pulling the spoon from his mouth with a bit of a 'pop.' He sighed and sat up, picking up his other leg to cross it with the left on the chair. "That's kind of unfair," he admitted, but the scowl remained in place. "Remember the midterm I studied weeks for? Even skipped out on my club nights to work on?" He'd missed last night too, but that wasn't the point right then.

"Well, I failed it. Do you wanna know why I failed it?" He didn't wait for an answer, he did that for him. "Because I was too tired to see straight, nevertheless do chemistry." His angry glare was finally directed at Derek. "I told you when my test was. I told you it was early in the morning, and yet that was the night you chose to beat your record. I counted eight. You jacked off, loudly I might add, eight separate times that night, and I couldn't sleep."
 
Derek's friendly smile faltered as he was snapped at by his friend, having not expected such a violent reaction. Derek was a bit of a himbo, but he normally could tell when he'd done something to piss his longtime friend off. The removed spoon clattered to the table as Ryo apologized for snapping at him. The story unfolded before him as the larger male took a seat, as he was reminded of the midterm that had really worried his friend, given his poor aptitude for the subject. Then the question came and when before he could try to make a guess as to why his roommate would have not done well on a test after working that long and hard on it.

His eyes widened has he was told that it was his marathon masturbation session that had ended at about 3am that had kept Ryo from getting the sleep he needed to do well on the midterm. "Shit..." Derek started to say, rubbing the back of his head nervously. "I didn't realize I broke my record, or that I was keeping you up. Honest, Ryo." He said, very sheepishly and apologetically. The larger male had a problem, starting in his mid teens when he got the 1-2 punch of hitting puberty and discovering porn existed on the internet for free. With how large and productive his loins were, he'd masturbate 2-3 times a day most days, and when he didn't have anything else to do, he'd usually double that. When they were hanging out playing video games such in high school, he'd usually excuse himself once or twice to 'use the bathroom', and then go wank.

It had made having relationships hard too. His large size was a turn off for some, and many guys didn't have a libido to keep up with his needs, which meant he was still chronically masturbating, and it had caused those relationships to fail as well. His folks were paying his way through college, so, he didn't have to worry about a scholarship like Ryo did. Ryo was understanding of his friend's condition, but, Derek took it too far this time.

"I'm sorry man, honest. I just, I cant help it. You know why I do it so much, I just don't know of another way to deal with my hyperactive libido, and overproductive nuts." He said, blushing a bit as he kind of asked for help without directly asking for it.
 
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Another sigh, this one less irritated and more exhausted. "I know Derek, I know," he assured gently. He reached out with his right hand and gave his friend's thigh a gentle pat, then a firm, comforting squeeze. With his hand still resting on a muscled thigh, Ryo listened to the apology with a slight frown. At first, it sounded like Derek was just making excuses. That nothing would change and Ryo would just have to deal with and accept it, but it didn't take long for things to click.

He and Derek had been best friends for a long, long time. They shared all sorts of things, including relationships and their inevitable failure. Personally, he'd given up on trying to find a life-long partner and was content with short flings and one-night stands; but Derek just kept trying. Ryo recalled one girl in high school who broke up with him the moment she saw his cock. He couldn't blame her, unless she wanted anal then he couldn't possibly see how he could comfortably fuck a woman. And he'd picked Derek up after some hard breakups that revolved around his addiction.

Ryo gave his friend a bright, sweet smile. "You can't help it, but you're still doing the dishes this week to make up for it," he teased with a devious snicker, trying to add a bit of humor to the mood that was quickly becoming melancholy. Derek was asking him for help, and Ryo had to figure out a way to offer it. His hand never left his friend's thigh.

He had to offer help.... but dear god he shouldn't. He knew he shouldn't. He wanted to see that monster cock for himself. He wanted to touch it, kiss it, suck it, fuck himself on it, but more than that. More than anything... he wanted to own it. He wanted to control it the way he'd dreamed of since first finding the kink online. He wouldn't be able to control himself. He'd take things too far. He'd... He'd break Derek. He'd break his cock and balls and...

"I could help you," he offered kindly, his horny turmoil completely hidden away. "I have a nickname at every night club in the city for a reason," he teased lightly. "Maybe I could... you know," his hand slid up Derek's thigh by an inch. "Help you get onto a more appropriate schedule?"
 
The larger male smiled a little though, it seemed like Ryo was still annoyed after his apology, and rightfully so. He'd failed the test because of Derek's loud and overeager masturbation habits. He had hurt someone that meant a lot to him, and that made him feel bad. Ryo had always been there for him through all the breakups and love life troubles he'd had with both men and women. One would think being bisexual would make it easier for him to find a partner, but it had just given him two pools of people to crash and burn with.

"Definitely, I'll do the dishes the whole month." He assured his friend, wanting to emphasize that he was really sorry that he fucked up. They both hated doing dishes with a passion, so, for him to volunteer for a whole month of it was practically like offering to take a bullet for his friend. That hand softly gripping and sliding on his gym short covered thigh was starting to rouse his overproductive beast. The himbo shifted his position a little, to try and make it go down the left leg, instead of the right that his friend's hand was on.

His melancholic expression brightened as Ryo saw that he was asking for help and offered his friend some assistance. "A nickname? Like what? I don't normally go clubbing." He asked, as Ryo offered to get him on a more 'appropriate schedule'. Derek wasn't exactly sure what that meant, but, the tone of the blonde's voice and the movement up his thigh fully roused his genitals, and he quickly swelled down those shorts, the head peeking out the end as Ryo had pushed them up a bit.
 
Ryo scoffed playfully at the offer. "I give you three days before you try to shift it back to me," he taunted, his hand still gradually sliding up his friend's leg. It was getting difficult not to show his own excitement as Derek started to squirm. He could smell the man's arousal growing, feel it pulling at the gym shorts. Fuck it was big. He bit his tongue to keep himself from licking his lips.

He snickered and raised his free hand up to press a finger to his own lips. "That's a secret you'll have to find out for yourself." His other hand ran down Derek's right thigh, then moved over to the left. "And judging from this big guy," he started, touching the very tip of Derek's cock with his middle finger. "You want to know each and every one." Slowly, carefully, ready to pull away if told to do so, Ryo's hand slipped under the fabric. He nestled his hand under the heavy shaft while cupping Derek's inner thigh. The action had him leaning over his friend slightly. "So," he asked, turning his head to look up at his friend. "If you want me to help. Then you should probably start by telling me how often you touch yourself, but then again," he rolled his eyes a little and started petting Derek's thigh, trapping his cock between his hand and the shorts. "I already know your record."
 
Derek playfully narrowed his eyes at his bestie before laughing at the taunt, before that hand sliding further up his leg came into contact with his thick cock along his muscular thigh. It was somewhat impressive that the male had time for both school and the gym, given how much masturbation was in his schedule most weeks.

The hand swapped sides now, sliding under his shorts and letting the smaller male feel the throbbing girth that was already begging to be stroked. He made no physical or verbal indications that he wanted Ryo to stop, his libido in the driver's seat for the most part at this point. Then he was asked to confess and quantify how many loads he blew in a day so that the blonde would know what the starting point was to help him reduce his lewd indulgences. "Uh, well, one in the morning, one after school, and usually a couple over the course of the night. So, like, 4-5 a day." He replied honestly, shifting forward a bit to let Ryo have an easier time fondling him. That was quite the number. The teen was putting KY and Kleenex workers's kids through their own college experience just by himself, with how much lube and tissues he bought.
 
He hummed quietly, still rubbing and petting Derek's thigh, but never paying any direct attention to his monster cock. "Yeah," he said with a laugh. "That is a lot. And that's coming from a slut like me." He paused and turned his attention down fully to his lap. "I mean, look. You just jerked off and you're already this hard again. You really do have a problem," he pushed lightly. "It won't be easy to kick that kind of habit. I think the best thing to do is to, well," he pulled his hand free and sat back in his chair comfortably.

Ryo's expression became a little more serious, perhaps even pitying. "Go cold turkey. Never masturbate again." There was no tease, no taunt. He let that idea sit for a moment. A long moment, because he wanted to soak in the reaction, then continued with a sly smirk. "You'd have to ask someone," he said while pointing to himself. "To make you cum."
 
Derek sat there and groaned softly under his breath, trying to quietly listen as the other male continued to indirectly stimulate him by stroking his thigh. His large member was fully hard again as it sensed that it might be getting some attention again. At least it hadn't started leaking precum yet. That could happen if he went too long without jerking off too. He blushed as Ryo pointed it out as well. His dick looked like it could wear a tennis ball tube as a snug condom.

The athletic male's eyes widened as he was told that he should go cold turkey, and stop masturbating completely. He looked almost shellshocked as Ryo dropped that heavy advice on him. His blush didn't leave when he was told that he'd have to ask someone else to make him cum. "I-I don't think that I could do that, Ryo. I practically wake up and go to sleep with my dick in my hand. How would I stop from doing something that's such second nature to me?" He asked, not believing for a second that he could do what the blonde was suggesting.
 
He tried. Truly he did try, but his efforts were in vein. Derek began to babble and Ryo started to laugh. He couldn't help himself, his friend was being so cute! "Like I said, I can help," he said through his chortles. He cleared his throat and took a stabilizing breath. "Look, Derek. I think I can help you, but you're going to have to trust me, alright?"

Ryo slid out of his chair and easily straddled Derek's lap, his leg pressing down on the trapped length. "I can break your habit, but if you want my help then you have to say," he paused for dramatic effect, "'I'm a chronic masturbater with no self control. Please control my orgasms, Ryo.' Understand?"
 
Derek frowned as his close friend started to laugh at his concerns. It didn't seem like a mean spirited laugh, just an amused one, but that didn't help him feel that much better about the fact that he was so dang amusing with his condition. His anger was stayed as Ryo spoke, again offering to help, but mentioning that the other male would have to trust him.

The larger male grunted as the more androgynous male who was only wearing a long shirt and underwear moved to sit in his lap. This felt a little different than before, he'd definitely fantasized a few times about Ryo, having heard some of his stories, and remembered one night he came home with a dildo up his ass and hadn't even noticed until he tried to use the bathroom. His cock throbbed back as it was pressed down on, and the increased touch made him start to bead a little precum into his shorts. Then, he was told what he needed to say to get his friend's help. "Uh...well...shit...never thought it would be you..." He stammered, about to wring his hands together when he realized that each had moved to cup one of the tennis player's round cheeks to help keep him in place without realizing it. His blush resurfaced as he realized that their relationship was about to change forever.

"I'm a chronic masturbater with no self control. Please control my orgasms, Ryo." Derek repeated, swallowing hard as he preemptively winced, half-expecting this to be some kind of revenge prank for the test score.
 
His heart was pounding in his chest and his mouth had gone dry. The cock under his leg was so fucking big. He could hardly wait to see it in its full glory. No, not just see it, touch it, taste it, ruin it. Ryo rolled his perfect, muscular bubble butt back into Derek's grasping hands, and made sure to flex and rub his thigh as much as he could against that hard on in their current position.

Fuck... He'd been able to keep his arousal at bay up until then, but his cock lurched with joy as those words spilled from his friend's mouth. "You're sure?" He questioned before lifting himself up onto his knees to be able to look down on Derek. He placed his hands on the larger man's cheeks and rubbed his thumbs over his cheek bones sweetly. "You won't be allowed to cum on your own again. I'll be the only one who decides that." His breath was picking up a little and his cheeks were dusting over with pink. He hadn't been this turned on in a long, long time.

Ryo leaned down a little, his long white hair creating a curtain around them. "You're cock and balls will belong to me. I'll cure you, I promise. Say I own your cock and balls, and I'll help you." As he spoke he got closer and closer, until his lips were an inch from Derek's. "Tell me," he purred one more time.
 
"Mmmh..." He grunted softly as that round rump pressed into his hands again, as it seemed that years of repressed arousal on both sides were starting to spill out from the two men. The thigh rubbed against his erect cock some and he leaked a bit more as he groped those cheeks. Ryo's arousal at the situation seemed infectious as the male he was about a foot taller than knelt above him on the chair, looking down at him eagerly. The chronic masturbater nodded as he asked if he was sure, and the platinum blonde reiterated that he alone would control the jock's climaxes from here on out.

Derek felt a kiss coming between the pair of them, but first, he was asked to reaffirm his choice to let his friend control him, and try to help get his bad habit under control. "The current club slut and future tennis pro Ryo Robins owns Derek Stevenson's cock and balls." He replied, being as accurate as possible, expecting to seal the deal with a kiss.
 
Ryo's eyelids fluttered as his eyes rolled back. He sucked in a breath, and let it out in a long, hot billow over Derek's lips. His friend's orgasms belonged to him. His cock and balls belonged to him. Something he'd fantasized about for so long, and had given up on ever having. To think he'd finally find it in his best friend. He moaned softly and leaned in, but by passed Derek's lips to instead press his own against the other man's ear. "I'll take them," he husked, then pulled away.

A devious, adoring spark accented his pretty blue eyes as he sat up and released Derek's cheeks. He reached back to grasp the edge of the table and hoist himself up onto it. "You're next step, is to show me how you jerk it, but..." Ryo wiggled a little on the table to pull his shirt out from under his butt, then lifted the fabric up to full expose his chest. It was completely hairless, as was the rest of him. The one luxury he refused to give up, was his weekly waxing. His nipples were cute and small; colored a pretty powder pink and already hardened into little pebbles. "Since you'll never masturbate again..." Ryo kept his shirt up with his right hand and pulled down the waist band of his tented briefs with his left. There was an unsurprising lack of tan lines.

His cock bounced free with eager abandon. It was rather tiny compared to Derek, but he was a more than respectable six inches (give or take.) It was long and slender with a slight upward curve. It lacked any bulging veins, and the tip of his dick just peaking out from under the foreskin was a bright rosy pink. In a word, it was elegant. Ryo's sack was just about half the size of Derek's, and completely hairless. In fact he was completely smooth aside from a perfectly sculpted heart of white, fluffy hair. "You'll just have to show me using mine."
 
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Derek felt he should be a little concerned about how ecstatic Ryo was after he gave the agreement that his genitals now belonged to his best friend, to try and help him control his chronic masturbation habits. However, when the little minx leaned in and said that erotic little phrase in his ear, a chill of pleasure shot down the larger male's spine to his already aroused package, making it throb again with need.

The athletic male's junk begged to be stroked as Ryo stripped down to nothing, showing off his well groomed, nearly hairless form. His cock was also hard, though, it wasn't the massive pillar that his own was. He bit his lip, as the look he got on his face was likely one that the white-haired male was used to seeing, where his larger partner was contemplating just pinning him down and using his ass for an hour or three.

He was snapped back to reality when his friend told him that he would need to demonstrate his technique on the smaller male's cock. "Well, I guess I could, though, I wouldn't need two hands..." He said as he left the table to go get his lube bottle, and returned, getting a bit on his right hand, and then grasped the other male's shaft with a slick hand, and began to stroke. "Normally I watch porn on my phone while I'm jerking off." He added, blushing a little as his hand slid up and down Ryo's member.
 
Ryo enjoyed that look. He liked watching larger, physically stronger men, war within themselves. Would they give in to carnal instincts? Or would they bend and submit? And he loved when they decided to submit. He licked his lower lip in a quick swipe, then snuffed out a laugh. "You shouldn't throw shade at my size like that when I'm offering to help you," he teased, leaning back on the table to pull his briefs down over his legs to fall on the floor.

When Derek returned, Ryo had spread his legs wide, his heels resting on the edge of the table. He kept his balance by pressing his hands to the table to keep himself mostly upright. Derek got right into it, and Ryo gasped softly, then hummed and relaxed into the stroking. It was nice; a little pressure to his neglected length, but it wasn't what he expected. "You know," he started with just a hint of confusion. "For a chronic masturbater, your technique is really boring. You can't tell me you literally just… rub one out all the time? Can you?” He lifted a hand up to rub at the back of his head, seeming to ignore the casual jacking of his dick. A sympathetic frown pulled his lips and furrowed his brow when he added, “There’s no way that’s actually satisfying.”
 
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Derek popped the cap on the lube open and squirted some into his right hand, before grasping Ryo's member and starting to stroke it. A very plain up and down stroke to be sure, which didn't seem to impress his friend. "W-Well, I don't really need two hands here, and normally, I'm watching porn or fantasizing about something sexy." He replied sheepishly as his free hand got his phone out, and began playing one of his favorite porn videos, which was a twink getting fucked by three more muscular men, the smaller male having two dicks in his mouth or ass for most of the video.

"Are you saying part of my problem is I'm not getting good, satisfying orgasms? How would I fix that?" He asked, his own member still trapped in his shorts, throbbing and leaking, dampening the fabric. The himbo male knew that if he took his cock out, he'd start masturbating alongside Ryo.
 
"If you can't do it with one, why would you be better with two?" he shot back. That was the second time his friend had brought up their size difference, inadvertently or not, and Ryo was counting. His attention turned to the phone, and he brought his hand down over his mouth to muffle his flattered chuckling. He didn't have much reaction to the video. The scenario was delicious, but the twink was just too... submissive. It was the thought of showing Derek that side of his kink that made Ryo's cock twitch a little.

With a little sigh that only slightly relayed his disappointment, Ryo wrapped his strong, lithe fingers around Derek's wrist and pulled the stroking hand away. "I think it's more than that," he pointed out. Ryo sat up and guided his friend to sit back in the chair. Ryo pulled his shirt down from under his armpits and over his lap, poorly covering his hard on. With an awkward, sympathetic smile, Ryo reached out and clapped his hand over his friend's shoulder. "Look. You're my best friend, so I'm just going to rip this band-aid off quickly here... If you treat your partners to the same 'jack and spurt' treatment, then it's no wonder they leave."

He let that sit for a few seconds, then grinned at him from ear to ear. "But don't you worry. I've got you covered buddy," he assured. "Your cock, your balls, and your orgasms belong to me now. So I'll come up with a way to fix it." Ryo leaned back again, hands braced on the table. He gave a soft groan and tilted his head back a little. "I just have to decide how I want to fix something else first." His covered cock twitched in agreement.
 
Derek blushed at the shot back, having not realized he'd insulted his friend again until it was thrown back in his face. "Uh, sorry, I just meant maybe my technique would be a bit different." He took the phone away and shut it off when Ryo wasn't interested, and even stopped him from masturbating that cute cock.

Visual contact with that penis was broken by his friend's shirt, as he said that Derek was his own worst enemy. "Well, uh, not really, you said to show you how I masturbate. Normally they want to play with my dick or I just fuck them. Not that the latter has worked too well either..." He answered sheepishly, before the tennis player assured him that he would fix things.

"What else needs fixing?" He asked feeling he knew what Ryo was talking about, but was unsure.
 
"Well that sounds much better than a pump and dump," he scoffed with a slight roll of his eyes. At the question, he sat back up and raised an eyebrow. "If you can't figure that out, then you really are a selfish lover." Ryo grasped the hem of his shirt again and lifted it up enough to expose his toned thighs and the hard cock between them. "You wasted your cum in the shower just a few minutes ago. You," he punctuated the word by stretching out his right leg and gave Derek's exposed cock head a light touch with his toe, "won't be spurting again for a while." He left his foot to hover over, but not touch the needy cock.

Ryo wrapped his finger around the length of his shaft for a slow, downward stroke to expose the pink head usually hidden by foreskin. "I, on the other hand, have been too busy or too tired," he paused to hum as he gently rubbed his pointer finger over his frenulum, pushing his foreskin over it up and down to give him a light shudder "To get off in nearly a week.," he continued. "And there is no way I'm letting that go to waste by letting you take care of it." One more slow down stroke, and Ryo moved his hand away from his cock to lightly rub at his thigh. "I'm trying to decide which toy I want to make you watch me fuck myself on," he stated flippantly. "Anal beads, vibrator, a good old fashion massive dildo," he listed off with a sigh. "There's a lot of choices."
 
Derek found it hard to argue with the verbal dressing down he was getting that accompanied Ryo's regular undressing. "Aaaahh!" He moaned with horny need at even that slight touch of another person's flesh on the broad head of his member. Talk of him not orgasming for a while didn't really register as Ryo started to play with himself, talking about which toy should he pleasure himself with.

"Toys? But, you have the genuine article right here. Can't I cure my masturbation habits my getting regular sex? I've caught you looking you know, sure you don't want me to pin you down and make us both feel good?" He offered, completely on cock autopilot right now, looking over the smaller, lithe male with need.
 
He laughed. Ryo out right laughed at the offer. "Oh, oh honey no!" He chortled, holding back an embarrassing snort. "Didn't you hear me? I want a good orgasm, and you?" He poked his toe against the head again, flicking over the tender, dripping tip. "You're a selfish premature ejaculator." He flicked his toe again, just tickling at the piss slit and offering no more, even if Derek tried to hump for more he'd continue to move his foot just enough. "I'd probably be lucky just to get one. If you could manage to get more than an inch in before you bust a nut."

Ryo hummed and pressed his foot against Derek's leg to hold it down, keeping just the tip of his big toe in slight contact with the needy cock. "I need satisfaction, and I think you need to see what that looks like. So... Dildo, vibrator, beads? Or maybe all three? What do you think?"
 
Derek grimaced and stayed red in the cheeks as his bestie rebuffed his offer, mocking his ability to have any staying power, given that almost a quarter or his life he'd been just pumping and dumping, conditioning himself for quick orgasms. The larger male didn't seem to be losing any hardness as he was insulted and toyed with though. It was either a testament to his powerful libido, or, he was secretly enjoying it.

He was presented with the options Ryo had for putting on a proper demonstration of pleasure for him once more. "Uhm...uh...dildo..." he said, trying to think as the smaller teen kept playing with his cock. If he couldn't have Ryo on his dick, he wanted to watch an approximation of that with his big dildo.
 
Ryo smiled, perfectly pleased with himself and with that answer. "Dildo it is," he all but purred. He ran his toes over the engorged head, then he pulled his foot back. "I'm going to need a little time to prepare though," he started, hopping off of the table and walking into the kitchen. "But that's probably a good thing," he added, opening the freezer door, pulling something out, and letting it close again. He came back to Derek with his hands behind his back. A devious grin pulled his lips and curved his eyes. "It'll give you some time to..." Ryo shoved a bag of frozen peas into his friend's lap, making sure to completely surround the mostly covered boner. "Chill!" He finished with an adorably maniacal laugh.

He kept the bag down, forcing it over the hard cock regardless of any thrashing or squirming. "Once you've 'cooled down,' you can get to work on the kitchen while I clean up and set up." He winked at Derek and stuck out his tongue before adding, "Sound good?"
 
Derek nodded as Ryo accepted, saying he needed a little prep time as he went to grab something from the freezer. The larger male was semi distracted with thoughts of getting to fuck the pale blonde, and didn't really notice his impending icy doom. Then, Ryo quipped, and his cock was enshrouded in an icy surprise. "Aah! Ryo! What the hell?!" He exclaimed as the smaller male mercilessly snuffed his erection, and then left him to put the peas away and do the dishes.

He went to do the dishes, wondering how much limbering up and prep work someone who fucked as often as Ryo did would have to do. The dishes were completed as he heard his roommate's door open.
 
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