desperatehouseboy
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OK, that is super HOT. Love it how your roommate (probably) intentionally chose his black ones! Not the same if they were just plain white.
Back when I was a teen, my hot, straight cousin came to live with us for a couple years. I had lusted after him ever since I could remember... he had a great body, really hairy pits and pubes that would peek out of his underwear. I wasn’t out and I don’t think he had any idea I was gay. Since I jacked off all the time back then, I figured he must too, so I went on a quest to find out where he deposited his cum. When he would leave the house I would immediately go and check his trash for cum tissues, but after a week or so I never found anything there. I was starting to get disheartened that maybe he flushed his cum down the toilet when I got the idea to start checking his dirty laundry. That’s when I hit the jackpot.
On the second day I checked his laundry, I found an old sweatshirt that was absolutely covered in cum stains; unfortunately it was totally dry. But now I knew where to target my searches at least. After that, I was always paying attention to when he was in his room with the door closed, and would immediately check it as soon as he came out and went to the bathroom or left the house, etc. It was only a day or so later that I discovered my first fresh deposit.
On that day after school, he was in his room with the door closed, then he opened his door and immediately left the house. Of course I was in his room as soon as I heard the front door close, looking for that sweatshirt. My god was it soaked.. as soon as I unfolded it, the unmistakable smell of fresh cum hit me. He must put the sweatshirt down on his stomach when he was jacking off and came onto it, because there was a familiar pattern of squirts, and a huge sopping wet spot where his cum must have pooled under the head of his dick. It was so wet and fresh that the pool hadn’t entirely soaked in yet and it was still shiny and glistening. I was shaking with anticipation and excitement.
It took me about a half of a second of analyzing it before I was hungrily lapping up his semen. It tasted so good that I can’t put words to it. Finally, I knew what he tasted like; the essence of him, his fresh sperm, shot out of his penis just minutes prior. I sucked out every drop from that sweatshirt, pressing it between my teeth while sucking to extract as much of his semen from the fabric as possible. It was one of the hottest days of my life, and it became my routine from then on.
When he came home an hour or so later, it was totally different talking to him while thinking “I just had your cum in my mouth”. After that day, I got better and better at determining his jack off schedule and getting in his room afterward, always eating his cum as soon after he deposited it as possible. He didn’t jack off every day (from what I could tell), but when he did, the loads he shot were absolutely massive, which was awesome because the fabric couldn’t soak it all in, leaving it pretty easy to extract. I probably ate his cum 2-3 times a week for most of those 2 years he lived with us. That was a long time ago now, but I just thought of it because I saw him again (with his wife and 2 kids) this week. He’s still hot… too bad I’ll probably never have the opportunity to eat his cum again.
