Monday morning was exasperatingly nondescript. They both woke early, but that was all Jay's fault. Rio was used to waking up at whenever-the-fuck-o'clock his eyes naturally opened, but now he was sleeping next to someone who had a day job. Jay's alarm went off around 7am, and he headed to the kitchen to make himself some toast and a wake-up coffee. Rio tossed and turned, his huge flaccid cock flopping from side to side, but he couldn't quite get back to sleep. While this was a disturbance he'd need to get used to, Rio was at least relieved he didn't actually have to get up *himself* at the bullshit hour of 7am five days a week. Once Jay was done with his morning routine and closed the front door behind him to go to work, Rio could get back to the most important business of the morning -- going back to sleep.
Jay arrived at the library. He processed books that had been returned by borrowers and retrieved dusty, unloved books from the stack upon request. He exercised his glutes as he did most weekday mornings, climbing up and down an endless series of ladders.
Meanwhile, Rio snored. His blinds blocked out the morning sun. He eventually woke around 11am and opened his cell phone. 'Hey Jay, what you doing for lunch today? Just woke up,' he texted.
Jay's phone vibrated in his pocket. He was halfway up a ladder, looking for a book someone wanted. 'Been a long morning, Rio, he replied. 'Getting hungry, dude. Got any suggestions for lunch?'
A few minutes later, Rio's reply landed on Jay's phone: a closeup photo of the bulbous head of Rio's glorious penis. 'I can put this between two slices of bread for you,' Rio texted. A quick follow-up message from Rio said 'want some mayonnaise on your sandwich, or can you make your own?'
Jay nearly fell off his ladder. 'You're gonna fucking kill me.'
Rio responded with the splash emoji.
They met 45 minutes later at a sandwich bar near the library. Rio wore his new glasses which Jay loved. "You look so fucking hot wearing those frames, Rio," Jay said. "You look so sexy. So learned. So academic. In addition to all the other qualities you have."
Rio looked at Jay. "And which other qualities are those?"
"Your huge cock that splits me in half."
Rio pulled his frames forward, seductively, and leaned in close. "Sorry. I got some important business tomorrow, man, so you can't have my cock tonight."
The tables had turned.
"You want this, don't you?" teased Rio, as he dropped one hand under the table to massage his dick. "I know you do."
"Don't do this to me, Rio," drooled Jay.
"You can't have it," said Rio. "Not until after tomorrow."
"Gonna be a tough night for me at Casa Rio, isn't it?" asked Jay.
"You could go jerk off in the bathroom if you wanted to ... but I'd know," replied Rio.
"Check mate," Jay conceded.
*
Jay went back to work in the library after lunch, but his mind was fixated on Rio's dick. He performed his duties as expected, but he couldn't get that massive piece of manmeat out of his mind. He made it through the afternoon and came home. Rio had left a note on the counter for him.
'Hey Jay not here at the moment gone to gym to clear my head before tomorrow. Back in about an hour and a half will bring dinner home.'
Rio wrote the time he left on the note, and this allowed Jay to work out that he had the house to himself for about an hour. He still couldn't get the image of Rio's fat cock out of his mind, and imagining Rio's muscles glistening and rippling at the gym was too much for Jay to cope with. He needed to fuck himself again. Bad.
Jay went to the bedroom and produced a dildo. This one was slightly bigger and slightly fatter than the one he used yesterday. It was about the same size as Rio -- no, maybe slightly smaller. He couldn't recall ever using this one before, but he was up for a challenge. He lubed his pussy and the dildo, resting the it on the floor next to the bed. He crouched and squatted. Ow! This hurt a little on the way in, but he was determined. He tried to relax his asshole, but it wasn't easy given how tense his thighs and calves felt as he squatted. He imagined himself about to ride Rio reverse cowgirl and his dick stiffened. But after a few minutes slowly bouncing up and down, his thighs began to ache. He needed more practice at this position. Maybe walking up and down ladders at work wasn't enough exercise. He might have to join the gym, too. He'd worry about that later. He made a mental note to talk to Rio about it.
Jay got off the dildo. His thighs were on fire, and his pussy was surely gaping. He climbed into the bed. He put a towel down to protect the bedsheet, then lay on his back on top of it. He reinserted his dildo and slowly fucked his boipussy into bliss. One hand rested on the base of the dildo, pumping it in and out of his hole, while the other hand tickled his balls. Just lightly, toward the bottom of his sack.
He closed his eyes and tried to control his breathing. He dreamed about Rio's muscly torso, toned from a heavy workout, towering above him as he ploughed Jay's wet cunt into oblivion. He imagined reaching up and massaging Rio's firm, beautiful pecs, teasing and pinching his juicy nipples. He thought about Rio's sweat dripping onto his chest as he fucked him, and the fire in Rio's eyes. He felt his asshole stretching almost to the limit, and as he felt his hole clench around the dildo, he imagined it was clenching around Rio's dick instead. He moved his free hand up from his balls. He spat on his palm, and slowly, very slowly, began to stroke his penis. He was already extremely hard, and he didn't think it'd take long for him to bust. "Fuck me, Rio," he whispered to himself. "Fuck me."
The front door opened. Rio was home earlier than expected. Jay heard it. He continued fucking himself. He was in a state of sexual ecstasy.
"Jay?" hollered Rio. "You here?"
Jay mustered up the energy to speak. "I'm here, Rio."
Rio heard him, but only faintly. "Huh? That you, Jay?"
Jay shouted a little louder. "I'm here, dude. I'm in the bedroom."
Rio walked towards Jay's voice. He opened the bedroom door. "Shit, man! You fucking yo'self again?" While Rio was surprised to see a fat piece of plastic halfway up Jay's pussy, he couldn't deny how hot this was.
Jay opened his eyes. "Hey, Rio," gasped Jay in-between breaths. He stopped stroking his dick to wave at Rio. "Nice to see you." He closed his eyes again.
"You're working up a sweat, I see," observed Rio.
Jay grunted. "I bet you did too. At the gym. That's what I've been thinking about."
"So ... you thought about me working out, and you just *had* to stick a plastic dick up yo' ass?"
"Yeah. Exactly."
A pause, laden with sexual energy.
Rio stroked his chin. "You know, I gotta say, I ain't never seen a dude do this before ... but you look like you're enjoying yourself."
Jay smiled. "Feels better than it looks." He began stroking himself again. He moaned.
"Want me to help you there, Jay?"
