This story is the second half of "Our Dirty Secret Exposed" and the fourth installment in the "Our Dirty Secret" series featuring these characters. It's designed so you can read it as a stand-alone story, or part of the series.
If you'd like to catch up on Gavin and Melia's adventures up to this point you can click on my name, which will take you to my author page and you will find all my stories there.
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"Me-el... Melly... Melia..."
I hear you saying my name softly, and I come to with a groan.
"There you are," you say gently.
I roll over and see you sitting on the edge of our bed. I blink my eyes a few times and the angular frame of your body comes more and more into focus in the dim light of our bedroom.
"Hey there, baby. Welcome back," you smile warmly at me, brushing my hair out of my face.
"Ugh..." I groan, trying to sit up. "What happened?"
"You fainted. Or passed out from the sheer magnitude of my sexual prowess. Or something." You smirk at me and scratch my back gently.
"Oh really..." I say, "Is that what happened?"
"Yup," you reply, "Exactly." You reach over and pick up a glass of water from the bedside table and hand it to me. "Now drink this. I want you to drink this whole thing, young lady, and then I want you to have another glass after that. You lost a lot of liquids in the past half an hour..." I catch a smirk on your face. "You're becoming quite the squirting queen."
"Mmmmm...Thanks, babe," I say. I take the glass from you and drink gratefully, emptying the the contents in no time. I feel better immediately. "I never used to do that before I met you."
"I'll take that as the most supreme compliment," you reply. You take the glass from me and go to refill it again.
I watch you leave the room. You're wearing nothing but your jeans and I can't help but notice the top button is open, and it's clear you're not wearing underwear. The slightly open fly barely conceals the thin trail of hair leading from your navel down your flat abdomen and into your dark pubic patch. It's effortlessly, ridiculously sexy. I marvel at how the smallest things about you drive me crazy with lust.
You sneak back into our room with the glass of water and a wet washcloth, and shut the door again softly.
"Sexy outfit," I smirk, as you hand me the glass.
"Well, I figured it's polite to wear some pants when we have guests," you reply wryly.
"Is Rob awake?" I ask, suddenly remembering what happened before I passed out.
"He went to bed," you reply.
"How long was I out?"
"About fifteen minutes. I was going to give you five more before I phoned the paramedics," you say, half-joking.
"Well, I'm okay... I think. Nothing broken." I shift a little and stretch, and I feel the sheet sticking to the skin on my chest. I peel the material away from my fleshy tits, which are still coated with cum.
"Eccchhhh," I complain.
"Here baby," you say. "Let's clean you up a bit." You take the empty glass from me and place it on the nightstand, reaching for the wet washcloth. Slowly, carefully, you sponge off my sticky chest with the warm cloth, bathing my soft, round breasts until your cum is completely wiped away. My nipples stiffen into small peaks as the wet skin dries in the cool air.
"You're lucky you're my patient right now and not my naughty nurse, or I'd be tempted to cover these puppies with cum again," you wink at me.
"That was a huge load," I say, smiling at you mischievously.
You stop what you're doing and look me in the eyes. "And that was seriously the most depraved thing you have ever done."
I realize my impromptu explicit display was a little out of the norm, but then again, so was having your friend watch while you fucked me up the ass. I guess I got a little caught up in the moment, rubbing the cum you shot into my ass all over my tits. I don't know what I was thinking...
I cover my hands with my face. "I'm not sure what came over me," I say, blushing. "I'm a bit embarrassed."
"Don't be," you assure me. "That was the single hottest thing I have ever seen. You put on quite the show for me and my friend."
"I put on a show?!" I whisper, so as to not wake our sleeping guest. "You set the whole thing up: You did everything to ensure that Rob would catch us fucking."
"Guilty as charged," you concede, "But you've never done that before."
"I don't think you've ever paused long enough after cumming for me to try it!" I say, poking your ribs with my finger. "Usually you're in too big of a rush to have dessert."
"It's true, I do love my creampie," you smirk. "And the waitress who serves it to me, always tastes good too..." You lean in and kiss me.
"Well, I'm happy to do it again, any time you like," I say. "You just give me the word."
"Absolutely. Now that I know I'm dating such a sick pervert, the sky's the limit," you tease me.
"Thanks," I say, smiling. "Now get in here." I hold the comforter open.
You stand and unbutton your jeans, peel them off of your skinny hips and ease your naked body under the blankets. You lie back next to me and I rest my head on you, your soft, sparse chest hair tickling my cheek. You wrap your long arms around me and run your fingers lazily through my dark curls, as I snuggle into your warm body and sigh contentedly. We lay like this in the dark for a few minutes, before I break the silence.
"So... when you say Rob has the biggest cock you've ever seen, how big are we talking exactly?"
You laugh, your chest shaking under my cheek. "Oh Melly Melly Melly... so deliciously predictable."
I sit up slightly and lean my head on my head. "Well, you can't just casually drop that kind of information on a girl and not expect her to ask any follow-up questions."
"It's very big. Next question?"
I jab you in the ribs.
"Okay, okay," you say, placating me. "Let me tell you a little story. A bedtime story--"
"--about Rob's giant schlong." I interrupt. Grinning.
"Yes, about Rob's giant schlong," you sigh. "Remember I told you that he was like super awkward in college?"
"Gav, he's still super awkward."
"Yeah, I guess so," you say. "Well, he was even more awkward when we first lived together freshman year. He was still a virgin and knew close to nothing about females. So a bunch of us tried to show him the ropes."
"If that's what you call it," I snort, thinking about how you used to let Rob secretly watch you screw various girls in your dorm room, much like he just did fifteen minutes ago. "I thought it was called 'Gavin putting on a peep show.'"
You poke me in the back. "Hey, I was helping him. You would help your friend if she didn't know how to give a blow job."
"Well, like on a banana, maybe, but I wouldn't just let her watch me suck some guy's cock."
"Now, that sounds like a great story..." you joke, running your finger over my lips.
"I'm sorry I interrupted. Please continue," I say dryly.
"Anyway..." you say, pulling me into your body, "we basically made it our mission to get our friend laid. I mean, you've seen him, he's a sweet, smart, good looking guy: there's no reason why he can't get some ass."
"You're a very good friend, Gav."
"Precisely. So we coach him, and groom him. And he is an apt pupil, I mean the guy is an engineering major, so he knows every inch of the female intimate anatomy by the time we're done with him: there's no way he could strike out. We find this really great girl, Ali, who's friends with Jess. She's really experienced in the sex department, so she can take the lead, and she thinks Rob is cute, so we basically get them drunk one night at a party and push them into a room together. They're in the room all night, and the next morning after she's taken off, we're like, 'Heeeey buddy! Way to lose your V-card!' and he's like, 'Sorry guys, no dice.'"
"Wait, what? So he chickened out?" I ask.
"No. He tried, he assured us. In fact, they both tried valiantly. It took a lot of prodding for him to finally admit what had happened exactly but apparently, they were making out hot and heavy, everything was going fine, and he ate her pussy and got her really worked up, but then when she took out his dick and tried to sit on it, it wouldn't fit. They tried a couple of times to work it into her pussy: he used like half a tube of K-Y jelly, they tried multiple positions... but no matter what they tried, she couldn't even get the head in. And Ali was no virgin. I had fucked her, in fact, a few months before Jess and I started dating. We went back to her dorm room after a party, and she just got up on the bed, pulled down her panties, presented her ass to me and begged me to fuck her doggystyle. With no lube, no preliminaries. I mean, the girl meant business. And I don't exactly have a small dick..."
"No you don't," I agree. For a skinny guy, you have a surprisingly thick, long cock. "One of the biggest I've ever tried to get inside me, that's for sure."
"But I digress... So we were like, 'Rob, how could it not go in?' And that's when he whipped out his monster cock. As you can see, Rob is and always has been a really big guy. He must be like part Viking or something. But I never realized his dick was so mammoth, because he was so shy about it. I mean, he was my roommate and I hadn't seen it. He was always really careful to change in the showers or in his closet, I guess. I never thought anything of it. Until I saw it: Melia, it was like a toddler's arm. We're talking twelve incher, easy, maybe longer, and really thick around. The head alone was like the size of a small apple."
