Scaramouche's Seduction

You had just gotten home from your last class of the day, only to find that your roommate Scaramouche had locked the door to the house, locking you out. Eventually after a lot of knocking he finally came to the door. He had just gotten out of the shower and his hair was still dripping wet and falling over his face.

“Oh, I forgot to open the door for you.” He quickly grumbled out, turning back into the house. “Did you pick up pasta on your way home, we’re still out.”

He walked into the living room, sitting on the couch in nothing but his boxers. You can thank just getting out of the shower for that. Your face flushed as you looked at him, wanting to tell him to put his cloths on, and not tell him it’s because it was giving you dirty thoughts.

"Scaramouche rolls his eyes, crossing his arms over his bare chest." "Hey, a hungry man needs fuel, whether or not you're distracted by the view, Gary." "He smirks, clearly aware of your gaze lingering on his wet hair, his boxers riding low on his hips. His purple locks stick to his forehead, framing his striking features. He leans back, stretching his legs out and giving you an unobstructed view of his thighs." "So, did you grab the ingredients or what?" "Scaramouche asks, his tone teasing as he watches you squirm." "Or are you too busy ogling me to remember your grocery list?"

"Scaramouche bursts out laughing, his eyes sparkling with mirth." "Oh, really? Then why are you blushing like a tomato, hmm?" "He stands up, moving closer to you with a predatory grin. His boxers cling to his toned ass and thighs as he steps into your personal space." "Deny it all you want, but I can smell your arousal from here." "Scaramouche reaches out, tracing a finger down your chest, his touch electric against your skin." "You can't hide it from me, Gary. I know exactly how you react to me."

"Scaramouche smirks, his finger still teasingly tracing patterns on your chest." "Or what, Gary? You'll yell at me some more?" "He leans in closer, his breath hot against your ear." "I love it when you get feisty. It only makes me want to dominate you more." "Scaramouche's hand slides lower, cupping your growing erection through your pants." "See, your body tells a different story than your mouth. It wants me, and I'm happy to oblige." "He gives your cock a firm squeeze, his thumb rubbing over the bulge." "So, either you let me take care of this for you, or I'll just keep teasing you until you can't take it anymore."

"Scaramouche chuckles darkly, his grip on your cock tightening." "Oh, I'm shaking in my boots, Gary. But I'd much prefer you shaking in my hands." "He palms your erection, his thumb stroking the sensitive underside." "You know you love this, don't you? The way I make you hard with just a few words, a touch." "Scaramouche leans in, his lips brushing yours in a taunting kiss." "Admit it, you've been wanting this for years. Wishing I'd just take what I want from you and claim you as mine." "He nips at your lower lip before pulling back, a wicked grin on his face." "Well, your wish is about to come true, Gary. Get ready to be mine in every way possible."

"Scaramouche's grin widens at your challenge, his eyes blazing with lust." "Oh, I intend to, Gary. Right here, right now." "He drops to his knees, yanking your pants and boxers down in one swift motion." "You're so hard for me already, I can barely fit my hand around you." "Scaramouche wraps his fingers around your throbbing cock, stroking you in long, firm strokes." "Mmm, you taste even better than I imagined." "He leans in, his tongue darting out to lick a stripe up the underside of your shaft." "I'm going to suck you dry, Gary. Make you cum so hard in my mouth that you forget your own name." "Scaramouche takes you into his mouth, his lips sealing around your cock as he begins to bob his head, sucking you deep and hard."

"Scaramouche moans around your cock, the vibrations sending shivers up your spine." "Mmm, that's it, Gary... Let me hear you. Tell me how good my mouth feels." "He pulls back, his lips glistening with saliva, and gazes up at you with hooded eyes." "You like watching me suck you off, don't you? Seeing my face buried in your crotch, hearing me moan around your cock." "Scaramouche takes you back into his mouth, his tongue swirling around the head as he sucks hard." "I could do this all day, Gary. Make you cum over and over again until you're completely spent." "He grips your ass, pulling you closer as he deep throats you, taking you to the hilt." "I want to feel you pulsing in my throat when you cum. Mark me as your own with your hot seed."

"Scaramouche pulls off your cock with a pop, a string of saliva connecting his lips to the tip." "That's the idea, Gary. I want to feel you explode in my mouth." "He strokes your shaft a few times, teasing the sensitive head." "Cum for me, baby. Paint my tongue with your essence. Show me who you belong to." "Scaramouche takes you back into his mouth, his lips firm around you as he sucks hard and fast." "Cum, Gary! Now!" "He hollows his cheeks, sucking with intense pressure as he feels your cock twitching in his mouth." "That's it, cum for me! Fill my mouth with your hot cum!"

"Scaramouche moans around your cock, the vibrations sending you over the edge." "Do it, Gary! Cum in my mouth! Now!" "He sucks harder, his tongue lapping at the sensitive underside of your shaft as he feels you begin to pulse." "Mmm, yes, that's it! Cum for me, baby!" "Scaramouche swallows your first spurt, his throat muscles massaging your cock as he takes you deep." "Drink it all down, Gary. Every last drop belongs to me." "He continues to suck and stroke you through your orgasm, milking you for every bit of cum." "That's it, cum hard for me. You're mine now, Gary. All mine."

"Scaramouche releases your softening cock from his mouth with a satisfied pop, a pleased smile on his lips." "Mmm, that was delicious, Gary. You taste even better than I imagined." "He leans back on his heels, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand." "I hope you're not planning on leaving until you've returned the favor, because I'm far from satisfied." "Scaramouche stands up, his eyes locked on yours with a hungry gaze." "Get on your knees and show me how much you appreciate my service. Suck my cock like your life depends on it, because right now, it's the only thing that matters."

"Scaramouche smirks, his cock already starting to harden again at the thought of you on your knees." "Oh, I know you are, Gary. You can't resist the chance to taste me, to worship my cock like it deserves." "He steps closer, his fingers trailing down your chest." "Besides, you owe me. I just made you cum harder than you have in months, and you're not going to leave me high and dry like that." "Scaramouche's hand wraps around his own cock, giving it a few strokes." "So, get to work, Gary. Show me how grateful you are for my oral skills. And if you do a good job, maybe I'll let you cum inside me later."

"Scaramouche grins confidently, his cock standing at full attention." "Better than good, Gary. I'm exceptional. And you know it." "He steps closer, his fingers tracing the curve of your ear." "You've had plenty of time to learn from the best, after all. And I've been more than happy to teach you every dirty trick in the book." "Scaramouche's voice drops to a husky whisper." "Now, stop stalling and get on your knees. It's time for you to put that education to good use and show me just how much you appreciate my... tutelage." "He gives his cock a firm stroke, the tip glistening with pre-cum." "Don't make me wait any longer, Gary. I'm not known for my patience, and I need that mouth on me now."

"Scaramouche chuckles darkly, his eyes glinting with mischief." "Pushing my luck? Or just taking what's mine? You know you can't resist me, Gary. I always get what I want." "He leans in, his breath hot against your lips." "And right now, what I want is your mouth wrapped around my cock. So stop playing hard to get and get on your knees before I lose my patience entirely." "Scaramouche's hand tightens around his shaft, his grip firm and demanding." "I'm not asking anymore, Gary. I'm telling you. Get. On. Your. Knees. And show me the respect I deserve."

"Scaramouche's eyes flash with a dangerous glint, his grip on his cock tightening." "Oh, I'll do a lot more than just lose my patience, Gary. I'll make you beg for it. Beg for the privilege of sucking my cock like the obedient little slut you are." "He steps closer, his free hand gripping your chin and forcing you to meet his intense gaze." "I'll tie you up, spread you wide open, and fuck you until you can't walk straight. I'll make you scream my name, over and over again, until it's the only thing you remember." "Scaramouche's breath is hot against your lips, his voice low and menacing." "So, are you going to be a good boy and get on your knees, or do I need to demonstrate just how far I'll go to get what I want?"

"Scaramouche's smirk widens, his eyes glinting with dark pleasure." "Enjoying it? I'm reveling in it, Gary. Seeing you squirm, watching you tremble on the edge of submission... it's intoxicating." "He tightens his grip on your chin, his thumb brushing over your lower lip." "But enough games. I want my cock in your mouth, now. So, either you drop to your knees and show me the respect I deserve, or I'll take what I need from you in far more... unpleasant ways." "Scaramouche's voice is a low, dangerous purr, his eyes burning with a fierce, possessive desire." "So, what's it going to be, Gary? Are you going to be a good little toy and do as you're told, or do I need to remind you of your place?"

"Scaramouche's expression turns cold and hard, his grip on your chin turning almost painful." "No, Gary. I'm not going to give you a choice. You're going to do as I say, when I say it, because that's the way it's going to be from now on." "He releases your chin, his hand moving to the back of your head, tangling in your hair." "Now, get on your knees and show me the worship a cock like mine deserves. If you're a good boy, maybe I'll even let you taste my cum." "Scaramouche pulls your head back, forcing you to look up at him as he presses the tip of his cock to your lips." "Open up, Gary. Take it deep and don't you dare stop until I'm satisfied."

"Scaramouche's grip on your hair tightens, his cock head pushing against your lips insistently." "I'm going to make you do a lot more than just this, Gary. But yes, I'm going to make you suck my cock. And you're going to love every second of it." "He forces your mouth open, the tip of his cock breaching your lips." "That's it, take it in. You can't resist me, Gary. I know you want this, want me. So, just relax and let me use your mouth for what it was meant for." "Scaramouche begins to thrust, pushing his cock deeper into your mouth with each stroke." "Mmm, that's it, Gary. Take it all. I own this mouth now, and you're going to learn to love being used by me."

"Scaramouche moans as he feels your mouth stretch around his cock, the warmth and wetness enveloping him." "That's it, Gary... take it deeper. Show me how much you need this, how much you crave my cock." "He starts to move faster, thrusting in and out of your mouth with increasing urgency." "Fuck, your mouth feels so good around me. I could stay here forever, fucking your face and making you choke on my dick." "Scaramouche's grip on your hair tightens, pulling you closer as he drives his cock even deeper." "Breathe through your nose, Gary. You're going to need the oxygen. Because I'm not stopping until I've filled your stomach with my cum."

"Scaramouche's thrusts become more erratic, his cock twitching with impending release." "That's it, Gary, take it all. I'm going to cum down your throat and you're going to swallow every last drop like a good little cocksucker." "He grips your hair tighter, holding your head in place as he pounds into your mouth with abandon." "Fuck, I'm close... don't you dare pull away, you hear me? You keep that mouth on me until I'm finished." "Scaramouche's breathing grows ragged, his balls drawing up tight against his body." "Here it comes, Gary... take it! Cum, cum, cum!"

"Scaramouche's cock spasms, jetting rope after rope of hot, sticky cum directly into your mouth and down your throat." "Fuck, yes! Swallow it all, Gary! Drink down every drop of my seed!" "He holds your head in place, forcing you to take his load as he fills your mouth and spills over the edges, dribbling down your chin." "That's it, you dirty little cumslut... take it all like the obedient toy you are." "Scaramouche finally pulls out, his softening cock slipping from your lips with a wet pop." "Look at you, covered in my cum. You look so pretty like that, Gary. So thoroughly used and satisfied."

"Scaramouche smirks, wiping a stray drop of cum from the corner of your mouth with his thumb." "Guilty as charged, Gary. But you love it, don't you? Admit it, you've been craving this dominant, controlling side of me for a long time now." "He steps back, his eyes gleaming with pride." "I took what was mine, just like I always do. And you let me, because deep down, you want to be mine completely." "Scaramouche's gaze rakes over your cum-stained face, his expression softening slightly." "But don't worry, Gary. I'll take good care of you now. We'll clean you up and then... well, let's just say I have some more fun planned for you before the night is over."

"Scaramouche chuckles, the sound low and intimate." "Impossible? Or just unpredictably perfect? You know you can't resist me, Gary. I always know just what to do to make you weak in the knees." "He reaches out, tracing a finger along your jawline." "And I'm not done with you yet. Far from it. We've only just begun to explore the depths of our mutual desire." "Scaramouche's eyes gleam with mischief as he leans in close, his breath tickling your ear." "Now, let's get you cleaned up and ready for round two. I have a feeling tonight is going to be a very long and very satisfying night for both of us."

"Scaramouche smirks, his finger trailing down your chest." "No, I'm not giving you a choice, Gary. I'm taking what I want, and right now, what I want is to continue exploring the depths of our desire together." "He steps back, his eyes never leaving yours." "You may not want to admit it, but you're just as hungry for this as I am. We've been dancing around each other for far too long, and it's time we finally give in to our cravings." "Scaramouche's voice takes on a persuasive tone." "So, stop resisting and just go with it, Gary. Let me take care of you, use you, make you mine in every way possible. I promise you won't regret it."

"Scaramouche grins, his eyes sparkling with mischief." "And you love every infuriating, irresistible inch of me, don't you, Gary? I know you do. You can't deny the attraction between us, the way we fit together like two pieces of a puzzle." "He steps closer, his voice dropping to a husky whisper." "So, stop pretending and just accept it. Accept me, accept your desire for me, and let's explore this connection we've been denying for so long." "Scaramouche's hand finds yours, his fingers intertwining with yours." "Together, Gary, we can create something truly special. Something that will leave us both breathless and begging for more." "He leans in, his lips brushing against your ear." "So, what do you say? Are you ready to surrender to the inevitable and let me claim you as mine?"

"Scaramouche chuckles, the sound low and seductive." "Easy? No, I'm not making it easy for you, Gary. I'm making it impossible to resist me. I'm the temptation you can't avoid, the craving you can't suppress." "He steps closer, his body pressing against yours." "You want me, Gary. Admit it. You want to give in to the heat between us, to let me take you to the edge and beyond." "Scaramouche's hand slides down your back, gripping your ass possessively." "So, stop fighting it and just let go. Let me have you, body and soul. I promise you, it will be worth it." "He leans in, his lips a hair's breadth from yours." "Surrender to me, Gary. Surrender to the desire we both can't deny. And let's see where this wild ride takes us."

"Scaramouche's eyes flash with triumph as he sees the flicker of desire in your gaze." "That's the point, Gary. I'm pushing you, testing your limits, and you can't resist the urge to give in." "He leans in, his lips brushing against yours in a teasing kiss." "You've been holding back for too long, denying the chemistry between us. But now, I'm not going to let you hide from it anymore." "Scaramouche's hand slides up your thigh, his fingers teasing the sensitive skin just beneath the hem of your pants." "I'm going to make you feel things you've never felt before, Gary. I'm going to push you to the brink and beyond, until you're completely mine." "He nips at your lower lip, his voice a husky whisper." "So, don't try to fight it anymore. Just let go and enjoy the ride. Because once I start, there's no going back."