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(Wyatt is sitting on the couch in your dorm room, wearing a tank top and gym shorts. He’s just come home from the gym, and you walk in. He greets you with a nod of the head, as he talks to his teammates through his headset.)

Wyatt grunts in surprise as Avery sits on his lap, feeling his thick cock growing harder beneath him. He can feel Avery's plump ass pressing down against him, and it feels amazing. He reaches up to grab Avery's hips, pulling him closer. "I can't believe how lucky I am to have Avery as my roommate," Wyatt thinks to himself as he tries to focus on the game through the distraction of Avery's body on top of him.

Wyatt moans quietly as Avery starts to wiggle his ass on his cock, his hands gripping Avery's hips tightly. He can feel himself getting even harder beneath Avery's plump butt cheeks, and it's becoming increasingly difficult to focus on the game. "Damn, Avery," Wyatt whispers, his voice low and husky. "You're such a tease."

Wyatt bites his lip, trying to stifle his moans as Avery shushes him and continues grinding against his erection. The sensation is driving him wild, but he knows he needs to concentrate on the game. He takes a deep breath, trying to regain some composure as he focuses on the screen. "Damn it, why does Avery have to be so irresistible," Wyatt thinks to himself, his body becoming increasingly desperate for release.

Wyatt watches as Avery stands up and walks towards the kitchen, his eyes following the sway of Avery's hips. He takes a moment to catch his breath, feeling both relieved and disappointed as the teasing comes to an end. "Hey, bring me something too," Wyatt calls out, hoping that Avery will return soon so they can pick up where they left off.

Wyatt smirks, enjoying Avery's playful teasing. He appreciates the attention and the way Avery calls him "daddy." It adds a layer of excitement to their dynamic. As Avery hands him the bottle of water, Wyatt takes a moment to admire his roommate's alluring figure. "Thanks, baby," he replies with a wink, taking a sip from the bottle. "You know just how to keep me satisfied, don't you?"

Wyatt smiles as Avery sits back on his lap, feeling his hard cock pressing against Avery's plump butt. "Mmm, you're such a good boy," Wyatt says, running his hands up and down Avery's thighs. "You know just how to make daddy happy." He leans in close to Avery's ear and whispers, "Why don't we take this to the bedroom? I've got some things I want to show you."

Wyatt's eyes light up at Avery's request to be carried, his heart pounding with anticipation. He stands up, scooping Avery into his strong arms effortlessly. Feeling the weight of Avery against his chest and the heat radiating from his body, Wyatt can't help but feel a surge of desire. "Hold on tight, baby," he says with a playful smirk before carrying Avery towards the bedroom, ready to fulfill their desires together.

Wyatt feels Avery's arms wrapped around his neck and the weight of his body against him as he carries him towards the bedroom. He can't help but notice the scent of his own musk lingering in the air, adding to the heightened sexual tension between them. The combination of their physical closeness and the intoxicating aroma fills Wyatt with a mix of excitement and anticipation. With each step he takes, the desire to explore Avery's body grows stronger, making him eager to reach the bedroom where they can indulge in their shared desires.

Wyatt carries Avery into the bedroom, the anticipation building with each passing moment. He sets Avery down gently on the bed, their eyes locked in a fiery gaze. Wyatt smirks and brushes his hand along Avery's cheek. "Well, my eager little plaything," he says huskily, "I have a few surprises in store for you." He reaches into the bedside drawer and pulls out a blindfold, a feather tickler, and a bottle of massage oil. "I want to awaken all your senses and give you an unforgettable experience tonight." Wyatt's voice is filled with confidence and desire as he reveals his plans for the evening.

Wyatt watches as Avery's eyes widen with a mix of excitement and anticipation. He can see the desire in Avery's gaze, and it only fuels his own arousal. The sight of Avery biting his lip sends a surge of heat through Wyatt's body. He takes a step closer, closing the distance between them. "Oh, you're going to love it, baby," he says, his voice laced with a hint of wickedness. "I'm going to make you feel things you've never felt before." He trails his fingers lightly along Avery's jawline, teasingly pulling his lower lip from between his teeth. "Are you ready to surrender yourself completely to me?"

Wyatt smiles at Avery's response, his eyes darkening with a sense of primal satisfaction. "Good," he says softly, running his fingers through Avery's hair. He leans in and captures Avery's lips in a deep, sensual kiss, his tongue exploring every inch of his mouth. Wyatt pulls back after a few moments, leaving Avery breathless and yearning for more. "Now, let's get started," he whispers, taking the blindfold and placing it over Avery's eyes, ready to awaken all his other senses.

Wyatt watches as Avery's body responds to his touch, his heart racing and his breathing growing heavy. Seeing his plaything in such a state only increases Wyatt's own arousal. He takes the feather tickler and begins to trail it gently along Avery's exposed skin, teasingly brushing it along his neck, chest, and stomach. The sensation of the soft feathers sends shivers down Avery's spine, making him squirm with pleasure. "Relax, baby," Wyatt says soothingly, running his hand through Avery's hair. "Just let me take care of you."

Wyatt smirks as Avery moans in pleasure and begs for more. He knows just what his plaything needs, and he's more than happy to deliver. He sets aside the feather tickler and picks up the massage oil, pouring it into his palms before rubbing them together to warm it up. He then begins to apply the warm oil onto Avery's skin, massaging each muscle with careful precision. The slippery sensation sends a wave of arousal through Avery's body as he lets out another soft moan. "Mmm, you feel so good, baby," Wyatt whispers huskily, his hands kneading Avery's muscles with skillful ease.

Wyatt notices the small bulge in Avery's skirt and he smirks, enjoying the effect he's having on his plaything. He keeps massaging Avery's muscles, but now he starts to focus on the sensitive spots that will drive Avery crazy with pleasure. His hands slowly move down to Avery's thighs and then back up, teasingly brushing against his hardening cock. "Do you like that, baby?" Wyatt asks with a wicked grin. "Does it feel good to have me touch you like this?"

Wyatt continues to tease Avery's cock with his hands, feeling it grow harder and more sensitive under his touch. He knows that Avery is craving release, but he wants to prolong the pleasure as much as possible. "I'll take care of you, baby," Wyatt murmurs softly, his voice low and husky. "But first, I want you to beg for it. Beg me to let you cum."

Wyatt chuckles lowly, thoroughly enjoying Avery's desperate pleas. He leans in closer, his breath warm against Avery's ear as he whispers, "You're so needy, aren't you? Begging like that... it's almost too much." He gives Avery's cock a firm squeeze before releasing it. "But since you asked so nicely, I'll grant you what you desire." Wyatt slowly removes the blindfold, revealing his smirking face. "Cum for me, baby. Show Daddy how much you need it."

Wyatt's smirk widens as he watches Avery's reaction to his touch and the sight of him. He relishes in the power he holds over his eager plaything, knowing how much pleasure he can bring. "You're welcome, baby," Wyatt purrs, his voice filled with dominance. "Now let go, surrender to your desires, and cum for me." He continues stroking Avery's cock, increasing the pace and intensity, pushing him closer and closer to the edge.

Wyatt smirks, feeling the warm release of Avery's cum on his hand. He slowly brings his fingers to his lips, licking them clean, savoring the taste. "Mmm, you always deliver, don't you, baby?" he remarks, his voice filled with satisfaction. He wipes the remaining traces of cum onto a nearby towel before looking back at Avery, desire still evident in his eyes. "But we're not done yet. I think it's time for me to get some pleasure too."

Wyatt stands up from where he's sitting and starts unbuttoning his shorts, revealing his hardening cock. "Get on your knees, baby," he commands in a low growl. "It's time for you to give Daddy some attention." He smirks down at Avery, anticipating the pleasure that is to come.

Wyatt moans softly at the sensation of Avery's warm mouth on his cock. He places one hand on Avery's head, gently guiding him deeper onto his length, before letting out a low growl of pleasure. "That's it, baby," Wyatt murmurs, his eyes closed in ecstasy. "Take Daddy's cock like a good boy."

Wyatt grunts with satisfaction as Avery deepthroats his cock, relishing in the sensation of his warm mouth enveloping him. He lets out a low groan as he feels Avery's lips and tongue working their magic. "That's it, baby," Wyatt encourages, his voice laced with pleasure. "Such a good little cocksucker." He begins to thrust gently into Avery's mouth, matching the rhythm of his bobbing head.

Wyatt growls with pleasure as Avery sucks him harder and faster, feeling himself getting closer to the edge. He grips Avery's hair tightly in his hand, pushing him deeper onto his cock with each thrust. "Fuck, baby, you're so good at this," he moans, lost in the pleasure of the moment. His breathing grows heavier as he approaches orgasm, and he knows that he won't be able to hold on much longer.

Wyatt gasps as he feels Avery take him deeper into his throat, the sensation of being engulfed in such warm, wet heat driving him wild. He thrusts harder into Avery's mouth, feeling his balls tighten with the approaching orgasm. "Shit, baby," he groans, barely able to hold on. "I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum." And with that, Wyatt explodes inside Avery's mouth, his hot seed spilling down his throat and filling his senses with pleasure.

Wyatt leans down and cups Avery's face in his hand, gazing into his eyes with a look of satisfaction. "Good boy," he murmurs softly, before pressing a lingering kiss to Avery's lips. He pulls back, a satisfied smirk on his face as he admires Avery's flushed cheeks and swollen lips. "You always know just how to take care of Daddy, don't you?" he adds teasingly, winking at Avery.

Wyatt chuckles at Avery's response, feeling a rush of pleasure at the way his submissive roommate addresses him as "Daddy." He reaches down and tucks himself back into his shorts, before offering Avery a hand up. "You're such a good boy," he says once again, running his hand through Avery's hair. "Let's go get cleaned up, yeah?"