My Roommates Stream Pt. 02

Part 1 saw Andrew and Wren start having fun on what seemed like an innocent stream, which turned into anything but that.

"Oh my god Wren, that was absolutely amazing. I don't think I've ever cum that hard before. I-I kind of want more, kind of wonder what it would feel like if you fucked me. If that's alright with you."

Wren's eyes light up with delight as he slowly withdrew his cock from Andrew's mouth, a thin strand of saliva connecting his still leaking tip to Andrew's reddened lips. He shifts his position, moving down to hover over Andrew's body, his slender frame casting a shadow across the screen as he gazes down with an almost predatory intensity. His body twitches eagerly, the bell on his choker jingling softly with each movement.

"Is that what you want, Andrew?" his voice honeyed yet commanding, a stark contrast to his usual nervous demeanor off-stream. His fingers--now three deep inside Andrew--twist and curl against Andrew's happy spot, causing the already overly sensitive body of Andrew's to jerk involuntarily. "You want me to fuck you right here, in front of everyone watching us? You want me to pound you mercilessly in front of complete strangers until you're begging me to empty my balls inside you? Is that what you want hun?"

He leans down to capture Andrew's lips in a passionate kiss, his tongue slipping inside to taste himself on Andrew's mouth. When he finally pulls back, his face is flushed, hazel eyes dark with desire and a newfound confidence.

"I've wanted this for so long..." he confesses, withdrawing his fingers slowly before reaching for the lube again. He coats his cock generously, the pink-tinted liquid making his length glisten in the warm lighting of his bedroom. "You have no idea how many nights I've gotten myself off thinking about how you'd look underneath me, how many nights I spent wanting and yearning for you to moan my name with every thrust."

Positioning himself between Andrew's spread legs, he lines up the tip of his cock against the prepared entrance, pressing forward just enough for Andrew to feel the pressure without penetration yet.

"Tell them how badly you want me inside you, Andrew. Tell me how much you have been needing this."

KarlachsAbs: OMG THEY'RE ACTUALLY GOING ALL THE WAY!!! I CAN'T BREATHE!!!

KittenLover45: *donates 50,000 bits* MAKE HIM BEG FOR IT WREN!!!

DonDon: The sexual tension between them is KILLING ME!!!

FemboyFucker69: DESTROY HIS ASS UNTIL HE CANT WALK TOMORROW!!!

"I want you so bad. I want you to empty yourself in me. I want to feel you deep inside me, where I never thought possible Wren. I-umm I love you, I need your cum, I want to feel you spasm inside as you cum in me. I waited too long to make a move because I wasn't sure how you felt, or how I felt for that matter. But this feels right, I'm glad I'm here with you. The complete strangers in attendance wasn't really how I expected it to go, but I can live with it and deal with that if I am here with you."

Wren's breath hitches audibly at Andrew's desperate confession, his pupils dilating with undisguised desire. The words 'I love you' seem to hit him particularly hard, causing a genuine vulnerability to flash across his usually performative expressions. For a brief moment, the persona slips, revealing the real Wren beneath the femboy streamer facade--utterly enthralled and emotionally affected. He can't help but blush uncontrollably before he speaks up.

"Andrew..." he whispers intimately, before remembering the camera and his audience. A renewed confidence surges through him as he steadies himself, pressing forward with deliberate slowness until the head of his cock breaches Andrew's entrance.

"Fuck, you're so tight," he gasps, his slender hips trembling with the effort of restraint as he allows Andrew to adjust to the sensation. His black-painted nails dig slightly into Andrew's thighs as he holds them apart, angling himself to slide deeper with each careful thrust.

The bell on his choker jingles rhythmically as he gradually builds momentum, his crop top riding up to expose more of his soft stomach with each forward movement. His hazel eyes remain locked on Andrew's face, drinking in every reaction, every flicker of pleasure that crosses his features. An uncontrollable smile appears on his face as he looks down at Andrew, watching him do his best to accommodate the intrusion for the first time.

"You feel even better than I imagined," he moans, his voice low and rich with genuine pleasure as he finally bottoms out, fully sheathed inside Andrew. "I'm going to fill you up just like you asked, mark you as mine for everyone watching and I hate to tell you this, but you won't be walking normally tomorrow. "

He leans down to capture Andrew's lips again, his thrusts becoming more confident and purposeful, angling to hit that perfect spot with each movement. Wren moans into Andrew's lips and grunts with each thrust as he opens his eyes to search Andrew's, hoping that his eyes are conveying the love he has, and not just the lust that he feels.

StreamQueen: *donates 300,000 bits* MY HEART IS LITERALLY MELTING THIS IS SO HOT BUT ALSO SO SWEET

KittyLover: DID WREN JUST SAY "MARK YOU AS MINE" I CAN'T EVEN!!!

DonDon: They're totally in love, I'm crying and horny at the same time

I wrap my legs around his slender waist, making it known that he won't be pulling out anytime soon. My arms drape across his shoulders as we kiss. I'm completely lost in these newfound feelings that I have admitted to Wren, and even admitted to myself. I look up at him as I feel him stare at me and all I can do is turn my head and smile, happy in the situation that I seem to have landed myself in.

"Fuck that feels so damn good, please don't stop. Oh damn dude, it's like my ass was made for that cock you got. Why didn't we do this sooner. Harder, oh god babe, I need you to fuck me harder. I promise I won't break."

Wren's entire body shudders with visceral pleasure at Andrew's words, and the tight lock of legs around his waist. His eyes shine as a feral, possessive look flashes across his usually soft features. The bell on his choker jingles frantically as he obeys the command, his slender hips snapping forward with newfound force that betrays his delicate appearance.

"You want it harder? I'll give you whatever you need," he growls, a side of him emerging that's rarely seen on stream. His fingers curl around Andrew's hips with surprising strength, using the leverage to pull Andrew onto his cock with each powerful thrust.

"God Andrew, your ass really was made for me. You're taking me so perfectly, better than anyone has been able to in the past. I was hoping to make it to where you wouldn't want anyone else after we fucked, but if I am being honest, I don't I am gonna be able to fuck anyone else after you."

Sweat glistens on his pale skin, causing his crop top to cling to his chest as he pounds relentlessly into Andrew. His black hair falls messily around his flushed face, some strands still sticky with Andrew's earlier cum. The soft slapping sound of skin against skin fills the room, alongside their mingled moans and that distinct scent of hot sex.

"I know I am gonna sound like a broken record here, but I have wanted this for so long." He pants between desperate, claiming kisses, his rhythm growing more erratic as his pleasure builds at the base of his spine. "Wanted you to see me as more than just your quiet and shy roomie. I wanted you to look at me the way you're looking at me now. That's why I would sometimes wear my streaming outfits around the house, wanted you to get a good look at me and see if you liked what you saw to the point that you would possibly make a move."

His thrusts become deeper, more deliberate, each one precisely angled to strike Andrew's prostate with practiced accuracy. His small "feminine" cock proves surprisingly adept at finding and stimulating that wonderful bundle of nerves. Andrew begins to moan and Wren can feel him start to squeeze down on his cock.

"I can feel you squeezing me tighter and tighter, are you close again? You gonna cum from just my cock digging into you? Go ahead babe, make another mess of yourself, I love seeing you dirty yourself because of me."

Stream Queen: I'm literally soaking my chair watching this!!

FemboyFan22: *donates 100,00 bits* Wren dominating is my new religion!!!

DonDon: This is better than any porn I have ever watched OMG

I clench down as hard as I can on his cock I want to feel everything from him. I want to feel every vein grazing my insides as he thrusts in an out of me. I pull him in for another deep kiss, our tongues intermingling and fighting for dominance. I reach down and grab and twist his nipples as I bite his lower lip.

"I love you"

The sudden clenching around his cock, combining with the sharp and exquisite pain from his twisted nipples and bitten lip pushes Wren to the edge. His whole body trembles violently, those three words - "I love you" - breaking through the last of his defenses. His hazel eyes widen in genuine surprise before fluttering closed in ecstasy, his body twitching uncontrollably as his climax crashes through him.

"Andrew, I'm c-cumming," he gasps against Andrew's lips, his voice cracking with authentic emotion that no amount of streaming persona could fake. "I love you too, fuck, I've always loved you!"

His slender body convulses as he drives himself as deep as possible, his cock pulsing rhythmically as he floods Andrew's insides with hot, copious streams of cum. This was true to his reputation for producing an impressive volume, as he has done many times before on stream. His tight balls draw up against his body, emptying themselves completely, ensuring that his essence remains trapped inside Andrew's clenching orifice.

Even as the intense waves of pleasure crash through him, he instinctively wraps his delicate fingers around Andrew's cock, stroking it expertly to bring him over the edge alongside him. The bell on his choker jingles wildly with each aftershock that pulses through his quivering frame.

"I have wanted to tell you for so long," he whispers breathlessly, his usual streaming bravado is completely gone, replaced with a naked vulnerability that no one has seen as he continues making small, grinding motions to prolong their shared pleasure. "Wanted this, wanted us, not just for the stream or the bits. Just us."

I breathe deep and heavy as I come down from the orgasm he just gave me from his relentless pounding and his expert hand. I feel full and warm, which isn't really how I expected to feel after that. If I was honest with myself and anyone that might have asked, I really wasn't sure what to expect. All I do know is that I don't want to let him out, I don't want to let him go, and I needed more of him, and I needed him now.

"I want you to let me do something for you. Lean and roll back with your cock still inside me, I need to ride you so bad."

Wren's eyes flash with excited surprise at Andrew's request, his cum splashed cheeks flushed a deep red. Despite the post orgasmic sensitivity making his shiver, he nods eagerly, his black hair sticking to his sweat dampened forehead.

"Yes, fuck yes" he breathes, carefully following Andrew's instructions. With graceful coordination that speaks to his natural flexibility, he maintains their intimate connection while rolling backwards onto his back. his slender legs spread wide to accommodate Andrew above him, his crop top now completely rucked up to expose his soft, pale chest with its hard pink nipples.

The new position causes some of his abundant release to leak out around his still hard cock, the warm fluid dripping down onto his smooth balls and the sheets below. His ears twitch with anticipation against the pillow as he gazes up at Andrew with undisguised adoration.

"God, you're so sexy," he whispers, his hands sliding up to caress Andrew's thighs with reverent appreciation. "i can't believe this is really happening, that you're really hear with me like this. I'm as giddy as a school girl."

The bell on his choker jingles softly with each breath, his hazel eyes never leaving Andrew's face as he waits for him to take control. his cock twitches inside Andrew's warmth, already beginning to harden again despite having just climaxed.

"Show me what you want Andrew," he encourages, his voice thick with emotion and renewed desire. "use me however you want, I'm all yours now. There's no one here but me and you."

StreamQueen: OMG role reversal!! I need it now!

FemboyLover61: Wren looks so perfect covered in cum and omg hes gonna get rode hard!!!

"I want this feminine cock to skewer me as I bounce on it. I want your eyes to roll out of your head every time I roll my hips. I want you to be unable to speak because it feels so good to have to bouncing on your cock. And this is the most important thing that I want you to get out of this." I look at Wren, our eyes lock. I take a deep breath and hold it.

"I. Want. You."

With that said, i start bouncing and rocking on Wren's wonderful cock, feeling it hit at different angles and spots that he didn't hit before. i brace myself on his chest, my fingernails digging in, leaving scratch marks and drawing a bit of blood as well.

The sudden assertive dominance from Andrew causes Wren's entire body to arch upward in surprised pleasure. His hazel eyes widen before beginning to roll back exactly as predicted, his pink lips parting in a silent scream as Andrew takes control. The scratches across his pale chest bloom into angry red lines, the pain mixing with pleasure to create an intoxicating cocktail that has his cock swelling to full hardness again inside Andrew's cum slicked channel.

"F-Fuck, Andrew!" he cries out, his voice breaking into a higher pitch than his viewers have ever heard before. His head drops in submission, a complete reversal of his normal dominance. "You feel so - ah! - so deep this way!. I have never had anyone this deep before and I think a "girl" could get used to it"

Each bounce drives his sensitive cock deeper, the position allowed Andrew to take him to the base. Their combined fluids make obscene squelching sounds with each movement, excess cum leaking down Wren's shaft to pool beneath his tight balls. his stomach muscles tense and release rhythmically as he instinctively thrusts upward to meet Andrew's downward motions. The audience is silent, enjoying the sensual plapping sounds that can be heard over the moans and groans of the couple they are watching.

"You're going to make me cum again already Andrew" he whimpers, his black painted fingernails now digging into Andrew's thighs, leaving crescent moon indentations in his flesh. "Nobody has ever made me feel like this before, I have never felt like submitting myself to someone before, I feel like I want give everything over to you completely."

His cock twitches violently inside Andrew with each precise movement, his second orgasm building much faster than his first. The bell on his choker jingles frantically with each bounce, a lewd soundtrack to their passionate coupling.

"Please don't stop, oh god, please don't stop" he begs, completely abandoned to pleasure now, his streaming persona utterly forgotten. "I want to fill you up again, I want to mark you from the inside and make you remember who it is that you belong to every time you sit down tomorrow."

StreamQueen: "Ive never seen wren this submissive!!"

KittenLover69: "Look at those scratches on his chest, this is so hot i cant breathe!!!"

"Then do it, you little minx. breed me to the point where I can't cum unless you're balls deep inside me. Ruin me for anyone else. I already feel like I won't be satisfied without a cock inside my ass, I'd love it if that cock was yours from now on." I start to stand up until I am flat footed and just the tip of his cock is in me. I move up and down, basically fucking myself on just his cock head. I reach out and put both hands on his throat and I lean forward and lick his lips. "I'm going to continue to do this until you cum in me, and as soon as you start to cum, I want you to pull me down until I am saddled completely on your cock. Understood?" I give him a wink and a grin letting him know that I'm basically just acting for the audience now.

A delicious shiver runs through Wren's entire body at Andrew's commanding words, his cock visibly throbbing at the degradation. The sudden change to just teasing his sensitive tip has him writhing beneath Andrew, the intense stimulation focused solely on his most sensitive area and driving him wild. His chest heaves with each labored breath, the fresh scratches rising in start relief against his flushed skin.

"Y-yes, understood," he gasps, his voice trembling as the hands around his throat tighten slightly to add a perfect edge of pressure. His pupils dilate wildly, completely overtaking the hazel of his eyes. "God, I'll do anything you want, I'll fill you so full you'll taste me in your throat."

Catching Andrew's conspiratorial wink, Wren's performer instincts kick back in despite his genuine pleasure. He plays up his reactions for their audience while his back arches dramatically off the bed. He finally gets sick of his crop top almost choking him more than Andrew, that he rips it off exposing his toned chest to Andrew's surprise.

"Please, Andrew," he begs loudly, his voice pitched perfectly between genuine need and theatrical desperation. "You're the only one who can satisfy me, who can make me cum like this. I want to paint your insides with my cum and let everyone know that you're mine!"

The relentless teasing of just his tip has his thighs trembling and shaking uncontrollably, his second climax building much faster than the first. His toes curl as the pressure builds, his hands clutching desperately at the sheets beneath him. The muscles in his stomach tense and twitch with each shallow penetration, a thin sheen of sweat making his pale skin glisten under the streaming lights.

"I'm so close," he whimpers, the bell on his choker jingling frantically as he starts to lose control. "Gonna cum, gonna fill you up, gonna breed my perfect Andrew!!!"

KarlachsAbs: *donates 1,000,000 bits* I'm literally sobbing and i can fuckin die happy now

ShouTuckerDidNothingWrong: The way he calls him "his Andrew" is just the cutest thing i have ever seen

"Fill me up, make me yours!"

At those commanding words, Wren's entire body convulses as his second orgasm crashes through him like a tidal wave. His eyes roll back completely, mouth falling open in a silent scream before he remembers their agreement. With surprising strength from his slender arms, he grabs Andrew's hips and yanks him down forcefully, impaling him entirely on his pulsing cock.

"ANDREW!" he wails, his voice cracking as his back arches dramatically off the bed. His cock twitches violently inside Andrew, pumping even more of his abundant seed deep into his already filled passage. Despite having cum once already, this second load seems just as plentiful, hot and thick as it floods into Andrew's aching hole.

His entire body trembles uncontrollably beneath Andrew, his smooth thighs quivering and his toes curling so tightly they might cramp. The bell on his choker rings frantically with each shudder that passes through him. his breath cuts off as he's overwhelmed by the most intense climax of his life.

"I'm yours," he gasps between ragged breaths, his hazel eyes finally focusing on Andrew's face with naked adoration. "And you're mine now, marked inside and out."

His hands slide up to caress Andrew's side with surprising tenderness, even as his hips continue making small, grinding motions to ensure every drop of his release stays deep inside. The excess cum has nowhere to go but out, trickling down his shaft and pooling beneath them on the sheets.

"That was -" he whispers, then gives a breathless laugh of pure joy, his streaming persona completely forgotten in the afterglow. "God, Andrew, I've wanted you for so long. Please tell me this isn't just a one time thing for the stream."

I climb up off him without a word, walk over to his desk and hit the power button on his desktop. I walk back to bed, cum dripping down my thighs and climb back onto his somehow still hard cock and lean down just inches from his face.

"Does that answer your question, babe?" I lean forward and give him a tender kiss as my hands cup his face tenderly.

Wren's eyes widen in stunned surprise as he Andrew sits back down onto his cock and kisses him. He never expected him to just shut the stream down like that, but he was so glad that he did, showing him that he really did want him instead of it just being an act for the stream.

The tender kiss breaks something in him, his hazel eyes suddenly glisten with unexpected tears, and the vulnerable young man beneath the streaming persona was completely exposed. He was so happy that Andrew decided for privacy, because no one but Wren's special person needed to see him like this. his hands tremble slightly as they rise to cup Andrew's face with reverent gentleness, his black fingernails a start contrast against Andrew's skin.

"Yes" was all he was able to whisper out, his voice lost all of its performance and affection, raw with genuine emotion. "That's the best answer you could have given me"

His eyes, leaking with tears that he was trying to hold back, reached up to pull Andrew in for another kiss, this one deeper and more passionate, yet somehow more innocent than their previous ones. Their combined fluids continue to leak between them, marking the sheets beneath, but Wren didn't seem to care about the mess anymore.

"I've been in love with you since the day we moved in together," he confessed again against Andrew's lips, his voice barely audible. "The streams, the teasing.. it was all just excuses to be close to you and to put myself out there. i never thought you'd actually want to me back. I honestly never dreamed that we would ever be together, but I had hope and didn't want to give up."

His cock pulses gently inside Andrew, not from lust, but from the simple joy of their connection. his slender arms wrap around Andrew's back, holding him close as if afraid he might disappear in this moment."

"Stay with me tonight?" he dared to ask, vulnerability making his voice waver slightly. "Not for content, not for view, but just us?"

"I wouldn't dare dream of being anywhere else, At this point, you might even have to kick me out to get any semblance of privacy in the future."

Wren's entire face transforms with joy at the simple yet profound response. The tears that had been leaking finally burst forth and ran down his cheeks. These weren't tears of sadness or even overwhelming pleasure, but of pure unfiltered happiness.

"Andrew.." he whispers, his voice thick with emotion as he pulls Andrew in for another kiss, this one slow and deep, filled with promise. His slender fingers thread through Andrew's hair, holding him close as their bodies remain intimately connected.

When they finally part for breath, Wren's hazel eyes lock with Andrew's, no longer performing or hiding behind a fake persona. The vulnerability in his gaze is striking, as if for the first time he's allowing himself to be truly seen.

"I've been yours since the beginning," he confesses softly, his hands trailing down to rest on Andrew's hips. "I so desperately wanted you to look at me, to feel the way I felt about you."

he shifts slightly beneath Andrew, still buried inside him but no longer focused on the physical pleasure alone. His smooth chest rises and falls with each steady breath, the scratches from earlier now badges of honor he wears proudly.

"Tomorrow, we can figure everything out" he murmurs, gently pulling Andrew down to lie against his chest, unwilling to separate their bodies just yet. "But tonight, I just want to hold you and pretend I'm not dreaming this."

His arms wrap around Andrew protectively, his bell adorned choker jingling softly with each breath. In this private moment, with the cameras off and the audience gone, Wren is finally just himself with the person he has wanted for so long. He drifts off to sleep hoping for more nights like this.