Winter Break Dorm Inspection

Holiday break inspections are supposed to be simple: check the rooms, lock up the dorm, and chill. The last thing Liam expects during his inspections is to walk in on a resident at exactly the wrong, or right, moment. When he unexpectedly runs into a resident in a compromising position, he just has to take advantage of the situation.

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Liam flicked his tongue again, this time swirling around the swollen corona. Kent's hips jerked forward involuntarily, the flushed head bumping against Liam's lips. The taste burst across Liam's tongue, bitter and salty with an underlying sweetness that made his own cock throb in response. He opened wider, letting the fat tip press past his lips.

Kent made a strangled noise above him, thighs trembling. "Oh my god," he slurred, hips stuttering forward another inch. The foreskin pulled back further as Liam took more of him in, revealing silky-smooth inner flesh that tasted like sweat and saltwater taffy. Liam's tongue traced the prominent vein on the underside, feeling it pulse against the flat of his tongue.

Liam sucked harder, hollowing his cheeks as he took Kent deeper. His nose bumped against Kent's torso, the scent of Kent's arousal filling his nostrils, musky and thick like the ocean at low tide. Kent's fingers tightened convulsively in his hair.

Liam’s lips stretched around Kent’s girth, the slick slide of skin against tongue muffling Kent’s choked gasp. The taste was intoxicating, flooding Liam’s senses as he worked his jaw wider. Drool spilled down his chin, mingling with the water still dripping from Kent’s thighs.

Kent’s hips jerked forward, his cock hitting the back of Liam’s throat with a wet slap. Liam gagged reflexively, tears pricking at the corners of his eyes, but he didn’t pull away. Instead, he relaxed his throat, letting Kent’s length sink deeper until his nose pressed flush against his torso once again. Kent’s thighs trembled violently, his fingers scrabbling against the tiles for purchase.

“Fuck, fuck, your mouth-” Kent’s voice cracked, his breath coming in ragged bursts. His free hand tangled in Liam’s hair. Liam hummed around him, the vibration wringing a broken moan from Kent’s chest.

Liam pulled back slowly, letting Kent’s cock drag against his tongue until only the tip remained between his lips. Then, with a slurp, he took him down again, his throat fluttering around the intrusion. Kent’s hips stuttered, his balls drawing up tight against his body as precum leaked freely onto Liam’s tongue.

Kent's hips bucked forward, driving his cock deeper down Liam's throat. Liam gagged, tears spilling over as his nose crushed against Kent's pelvis, inhaling the musk of damp skin and body wash. Kent's thighs trembled against Liam's shoulders, his fingers tightening in Liam's hair like a man clinging to a lifeline.

"Jesus fucking-" Kent's voice cracked into a moan as Liam swallowed convulsively around him, throat muscles fluttering against the pulsing vein along Kent's underside. Drool dripped from Liam's stretched lips, mixing with the water still cascading down their legs.

Liam came off Kent’s cock with a wet pop, gasping for air as spit and precum slicked his chin. His throat burned, his lips tingled, and his jaw ached.

"Fuck," Kent breathed, his voice soft. He hauled Liam up by the armpits with surprising strength, their wet bodies sliding together in the steam. Liam barely had time to register the tile against his back before Kent was sinking to his knees, water sluicing off his shoulders as he went down like a man on a mission.

The first touch of Kent’s tongue nearly buckled Liam’s knees. Kent didn’t tease, instead, he licked a broad stripe from base to tip, his nose pressing into the coarse thatch of Liam’s pubic hair. Liam’s hips jerked forward on instinct, his cock smearing precum across Kent’s cheekbone. Kent just grinned up at him, water dripping from his lashes, and opened wider.

The cold tile against his shoulders grounded Liam as Kent's lips sealed around him, hot and wet. Liam's fingers scrabbled against the slick tiles, his hips jerking forward involuntarily as Kent took him deep in one smooth glide. Steam curled between them, thick with the scent of citrus body wash and something muskier underneath.

Kent hummed around him, the vibration traveling straight to Liam's balls. His hands bracketed Liam's hips, thumbs digging into the sharp crests as he worked his tongue along the underside of Liam's cock. The foreskin slid back further with each pass, exposing more of the flushed head that bumped against Kent's palate.

"Fuck," Liam gasped, his head thumping back against the tiles. Water dripped down his chest, following the groove between his pecs before disappearing into the thatch of hair at his navel. His abs flexed as Kent swallowed around him, throat fluttering like he was trying to milk Liam dry already.

Kent pulled back with a wet pop, lips glistening. "Taste good," he murmured, nuzzling into Liam's inner thigh. His breath ghosted over damp skin as he traced the prominent vein with his tongue.

Liam's fingers twisted in Kent's damp hair as Kent licked another slow stripe up his shaft, pausing to swirl around the swollen head. Water dripped from his lashes onto Liam's thighs as he worked his tongue under the foreskin with practiced flicks. Liam's hips jerked forward, once then twice, before Kent pinned him firmly against the tiles with a laugh that vibrated through his cock.

"Easy," Kent murmured, lips brushing the sensitive spot just below Liam's crown. His thumbs dug into Liam's hip bones, holding him in place as he took him deep again, throat relaxing effortlessly around the intrusion. Liam's breath came in ragged bursts, his calves trembling where they pressed against the wet shower floor.

Liam's fingers tightened in Kent's damp hair, gripping hard enough to make Kent whimper against his cock. The sound vibrated through Liam's shaft, sending electric jolts straight to his balls. Steam curled between them as Liam pulled Kent forward, forcing him deeper until his nose pressed flush against Liam's pelvis. Kent's throat convulsed around him, hot and wet and perfect.

"Take it," Liam growled, voice rough with arousal. He rolled his hips forward, fucking Kent's mouth in slow, deliberate thrusts. Water dripped from Kent's lashes onto Liam's thighs as he struggled to breathe through his nose, nostrils flaring with each forced descent. Liam watched his own cock disappear between Kent's stretched lips, spit-slick in the humid air.

Kent's fingers scrabbled against Liam's thighs, blunt nails digging crescent moons into damp skin. His throat fluttered wildly around Liam's girth, muscles spasming as he fought his gag reflex. Drool spilled from the corners of his mouth, mixing with the water still clinging to their bodies.

Liam angled Kent's head back farther, exposing the pale column of his throat. He thrust deeper, feeling the moment Kent's body surrendered, throat opening wider to accommodate him. Liam's moan echoed off the tiles as he bottomed out, balls pressed tight against Kent's chin.

Kent gagged around him, tears spilling freely now, but Liam didn't let up. He pulled back just enough to watch his cock glisten with spit before shoving back in, harder this time. Kent's nose crushed against his pelvis, breath coming in frantic bursts through flared nostrils.

"That's it," Liam panted, fingers tightening in Kent's hair. "Take it all." He fucked Kent's mouth with brutal efficiency, hips snapping forward in sharp thrusts that left Kent no time to recover. The sounds echoed in the stall of wet choking noises and the slap of skin, Liam's ragged breathing bouncing off the tiles.

Kent's hands dropped to his own cock, jerking himself roughly in time with Liam's thrusts. His balls drew up tight, thighs trembling violently as precum leaked freely onto the shower floor. His throat worked around Liam's cock, swallowing convulsively each time Liam bottomed out.

Liam wrenched Kent off his cock with a wet pop, saliva stringing between Kent's swollen lips and the flushed head of Liam's arousal. Before Kent could gasp for air, Liam spun him with a coiled strength, muscled arms flipping Kent face-first against the shower tiles with a sharp slap of wet skin on porcelain. Steam curled around them as Liam dropped to his knees, water soaking through his towel where it bunched under his kneecaps.

Kent barely had time to brace his forearms against the wall before Liam's broad hands gripped the swell of his ass, thumbs digging into the supple flesh to spread him wide. The cold bathroom air hit Kent's exposed hole just before Liam's hot tongue swiped upward in one long, filthy stroke, licking from perineum to tailbone with a groan that vibrated through Kent's thighs.

"Fuck-" Kent's voice cracked as Liam's tongue circled his rim, the wet muscle probing insistently against the tight furl of muscle. Drool dripped down Kent's inner thighs as Liam ate him with single-minded focus, his nose pressing into Kent's crease with each eager thrust of his tongue. The shower tiles grew slick under Kent's grasping fingers, his toes curling against the wet floor as Liam's tongue breached him shallowly, just enough to make Kent's knees buckle.

Liam's grip tightened, fingertips leaving pale crescents in Kent's flesh as he dragged him backward onto his tongue. Kent gasped when Liam's mouth sealed over his hole, sucking hard enough to pull a ragged moan from Kent's chest. The vibration traveled straight to Kent's cock, which jerked against his stomach, smearing precum across the tiles.

"Jesus, fuck, Liam." Kent's thighs trembled violently as Liam's tongue speared deeper, working him open with relentless strokes that left Kent's rim slick and throbbing. Liam hummed against him, the sound shooting up Kent's spine like livewire as his tongue flattened against Kent's prostate with just a glancing brush that had Kent crying out, his cock twitching against the cold tiles.

Liam pulled back just enough to blow cool air across Kent's wet hole, watching the muscle clench involuntarily before diving back in. His tongue plunged deeper this time, fucking into Kent with rough, hungry strokes that left Kent panting. Drool dripped from Liam's chin onto Kent's balls as he worked, the wet sounds echoing off the bathroom walls.

Kent's fingers scrambled for purchase on the slick tiles, his hips rocking back onto Liam's tongue with desperate urgency. "Fuck, fuck, please-" His voice broke as Liam's thumbs hooked inside his cheeks, spreading him wider to take his tongue even deeper. The stretch burned deliciously, Liam's nose grinding against Kent's perineum as he devoured him.

Liam pulled back with a wet pop, his lips glistening as he surveyed his handiwork. Kent's hole glistened under the fluorescent lights, puffy and pink from his attentions. He pressed a single thick finger against Kent's rim, watching the muscle flutter before sliding into the first knuckle with effortless ease. Kent's choked moan bounced off the tiles as Liam crooked his finger, dragging it over that sweet spot inside with deliberate precision.

Kent's knees buckled violently, his torso sliding down the slick tiles until Liam caught him with a forearm across his hips. The sudden shift drove Liam's finger deeper, bottoming out as Kent gasped. "Jesus, more, please." Kent begged, voice ragged with need as he arched backward into the intrusion.

Liam added a second finger without preamble, scissoring them roughly inside Kent's tight heat. The stretch pulled another ragged noise from Kent's throat as Liam worked him open, fingertips rubbing relentless circles against his prostate. Water dripped from Liam's hair onto Kent's trembling thighs as he twisted his wrist, the wet squelch of fingers moving inside him loud in the cramped shower stall.

Kent's forehead pressed against the tiles, his breath coming in short, sharp bursts that fogged the porcelain. His cock hung heavy between his legs, leaking steadily onto the shower floor as Liam's fingers crooked just right. "There, fuck, right there." Kent's voice cracked as his hips jerked back onto Liam's hand.

Liam chuckled darkly, the sound vibrating through Kent's body where they were pressed together. "Yeah? Like that?" He punctuated the question with a sharp twist of his wrist that had Kent seeing stars, his thighs quaking violently. The shower stall rattled as Kent's elbow slipped on the wet tiles, his torso dropping lower until Liam's forearm was the only thing keeping him upright.

Liam withdrew his fingers abruptly, ignoring Kent's broken protest as he gripped his own cock, guiding the swollen head to Kent's fluttering entrance. "Ready?" he murmured against Kent's shoulder blade, not waiting for an answer before pressing forward in one smooth thrust.


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