Robbie Anthony Canʼt Keep His Hands Off the Sexy Dorm Neighbor

Every night for the past three weeks, Robbie Anthony has been lying in bed listening to his dorm neighbor jerk off through the paper-thin walls. The moans, the heavy breathing, the unmistakable wet sound of a hand working a slick cock — itʼs been driving Robbie absolutely insane. Tonight the moaning is louder than ever and Robbie canʼt take it anymore. He knocks. The door opens a crack and his neighbor stands there flushed and shirtless, a visible tent in his boxers, eyes wide with surprise and arousal. Robbie doesnʼt say a word, just pushes through the door and drops to his knees. He yanks down the boxers and takes the still-wet cock in his mouth, tasting pre-cum and the faint salt of sweat. The neighbor grabs the doorframe for support and lets his head fall back, finally feeling a real mouth instead of his own hand. Robbie sucks him to the edge then stands, strips naked, and bends over the desk. The neighbor doesnʼt need instructions — he buries his face in Robbieʼs ass first, getting it sloppy wet with spit and tongue, before pushing his raw cock inside the hole heʼs been fantasizing about through the wall. They fuck loud enough for the entire floor to hear, finally giving the neighbors something real to listen to.