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His ragged breaths broke the otherwise silence of the room. Scottie licked his lips, inched his hands down to the waistband of his pajamas, and shoved it down. Pink lace rolled along with the pants. I sucked in my breath. His underwear even had bows.
Dammit, Scottie. Were you made just to confuse me?
He kicked off the pants and pink lace. My gaze traveled up his slender legs and finally stopped at his cock. Compact like the rest of him. It looked…harmless. And seeing it sticking up, all hard like that was kind of…flattering, knowing I made him that way.
Scottie spat in his hand. I wasn’t expecting that. He wrapped his palm around his shaft and stroked. A hiss spewed from him, and his breathing deepened. He caressed from bottom to top with tight, steady strokes, and a moan left him.
“What are you thinking about?” I rasped, using every ounce of my willpower to not reach for my cock.
“Hnngh.”
“Tell me, Scottie. What’s going through your mind? Who’re you thinking about while you jerk off?”
“You.”
“Me?”
“Hmm.” He slipped his left hand under his shirt and played with his nipples. His right hand never missed a beat, slipping up and down. Each time he stroked down he treated me to the view of the reddened tip of his cock, glistening from precum. I couldn’t look away. “Yes. I-I-I’m thinking that with your size, that you probably have a large…umm…appendage.”
“Appendage?” Was this his idea of dirty talk?
“You know.”
“My cock?”
“Yes. Your…that.”
“Want to see it?”
“I probably shouldn’t.” His arm jerked faster as he increased his stroke and he thrust up into his hand. “If I see it, I-I might want to-to-touch it and-and k-kiss it. Just thinking about it makes my-my entrance ache.”
“You mean your ass?”
“Yes. It wants to be filled so badly with…”
“My cock?”
“Oh snickerdoodles, yes.” He groaned, and his body stiffened. A soft cry erupted from him, and he jerked faster as ropes of cum streaked onto his flat stomach. The tension in him released, and he fell back against the mattress, breathing hard, still holding his dick.
My mouth went dry. I stared at the sticky evidence of what he’d just done. Was it normal for a straight guy to want to lick it off him? Then flip him onto his back, press his legs into his chest, and fill that hole like he wanted?
Fuck.
How was anything about that straight?
Scottie jolted up off the bed, startling me. “Oh my gosh. Oh my gosh. Oh my gosh.”
Damn, Scottie had a fine ass. Mounds that would fit perfectly in my palms. How many guys had he been with in the past? Would he be tight and require delicate handling, or was he used to being fucked and could endure a long, rough ride?
I frowned. I wanted it to be the latter, but the thought of Scottie riding some other guy’s dick didn’t sit well with me.
Shaking off the thought, I rolled off the bed. Scottie already had his pajama bottoms back on.
“Scottie, let’s talk.”
“I have to go.” He dashed to the night table and grabbed his keys. “Oh my god, I really have to go.”
“Just calm down and let’s—”
