"ugh... we can wait an extra minute or two..." mike moans tired.
"No we can't, now get up!" Wilson leans on his right, to push mike's shoulder, giving you a chance to escape. You scramble to escape but soon find that your leg is still trapped under Wilson's ass. It seemed that this was indeed a booty trap. Luckily with quick thinking you press down on the mattress around your leg and you free it. You shout in joy as you have freed yourself, however your joy is cut short as Wilson's ass comes back down! You brace yourself to be squashed yet again and you are. However... the smell is more.... musky... and the texture or your ass prison is different. In the pitch blackness you can see that it isn't denim... but actually cloth... 'this must be Wilson's underwear ... ' you thought. You blushed and felt yourself become more aroused over the sheer control he had over you, without even knowing. You wanted to please Wilson... no... This GOD... You decided to pull yourself inside and please Wilson. You slip into Wilson's pants just as he begins to grind his ass on the bed. Your actions seem to have not gone unnoticed.
Wilson sat back down, but felt something wiggling very close to his... taint.. he figured it was a feather or something that got loose in mike's bed. Dates tend to do that around here... Meanwhile under his ass you smell something else... its distant but not too far. You assume its Wilson's anus... and the musk is coming from his cock.... You can tell from the scent around you that he had recently washed. Though.... you were kind of sad you could not get to experience Wilson's full Musk. You continued to wiggle your way into boxers as Wilson attempted to Wake your roommate and grind you out at the same time.
You easily slip into Wilson's pants and immediately see his cock above you, in a semi hard on. You can see his foreskin and the outline of his head just beyond. His sac loose, from the warm recent shower. Here you can faintly smell his musk... and its delicious.
Wilson feels the sensation wiggle its way into his pants and into his boxers, right under his cock.. It felt... so tiny... yet... so good. He really was a stickler for time though... did he really want to alleviate this... urge?
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