Page 38 of Josh’s Play

I got the message and bounced above him, my hand working hard. I wanted to kiss him, but he’d started thrusting himself, and while we were moving in sync, we were moving too frantically to catch each other’s lips.

I settled for watching as Campbell started to lose it, his lap thrusting up, his cock pulsing next to mine, grunts and nonsense words coming out of his mouth. Only the words didn’t sound like nonsense to me. “Yes! Fuck! Harder!” were all there, but so were, “Babe,” and, “Mine,” and, “Only one.”

I tried hard to chase him for a kiss, wanting to put a stop to those words, but I couldn’t connect.

He, however, managed to lock eyes with me, keeping up as we bounced in tandem. “I never thought it could be like this.”

That alone would have been enough for me, but after he said it, he ran his hand over our tips, collecting up the slick liquid there before he swatted my hand away and took over, his tight grip bringing me right to the edge as Cam’s other hand splayed itself over my back, drawing me in close, his hot breath in my ear, moist and urgent and sexy as hell.

“My God, Josh. I never knew. Even when I saw you. Even when I knew you were the one, I never knew it could be like this.”

And yeah, I shouted, “My prince,” as that tightening in my balls burst forth and sent a wave through my body so overwhelming that the world went blank for a beat. Blank except for those words echoing in my brain as my seed spilled over his hand. I came to, catching him releasing us and swiping some of the mess from my dick, continuing on his own.

Through my haze I tried to grab it, but he slapped me away with a, “No! Watch me, babe.” He was up on his knees, looming over me, my weightless legs still wrapped loosely around him.

“I’m gonna fucking come. I want you to watch me, baby, please!” The desperation was back but only for a flash as he began to grunt, his animalistic sounds peppered with the words, “I! Never! Knew!”

His cum landed on my stomach, and my dick, and in the crease of my thigh on one side as Campbell kneeled before me in awe. I dragged a finger over my stomach and tasted it, Cam’s eyes going wide at the sight. I extricated my legs from around him and lay down on the wrong end of the bed. Cam followed and dropped on top of me, whispering in my ear again, “I never knew.”

I loved having his weight on top of me and I wanted to keep him there forever, but I knew he would want to be up in a few hours to head to the gym. I wriggled until he lifted himself off of me.

“Get back up there,” I nodded toward the head of the bed. “Get comfortable and I’ll be right back.”

Chapter Twelve

Campbell

I’d been around naked guys all my life in locker rooms all over New York, up and down the eastern US and Canada. And yet watching Josh move so casually around his room after what we’d done, I marveled at his confidence and his comfort level. My cum was drying on his stomach, my words were still vibrating in my head, and he had simply hopped out of bed, his softening cock bouncing, his firm round ass there on display as he walked to the wall opposite, which was lined with shelves, dressers, and a medium-sized refrigerator.

I thought about getting up and pulling my clothes back on, at least my underpants, but instead I followed Josh’s lead, propping myself up on the bed in the darkened room, trying to be comfortable in my nakedness. I followed his movements by the gray light that shone through a crack in the curtains.

Josh returned with three bottles of water and a towel.

“I know you don’t need me to tell you hydration is important.”

He put the towel and one bottle down before handing me another. We both drained our drinks like we’d found an oasis in the desert. He reached out a hand for my bottle, then tossed both toward a recycling can tucked away in the storage area. One bottle missed and clattered to the floor.

Josh remained standing and opened the third water bottle, pouring some on the towel.

“Shouldn’t be too cold,” he said as he lifted my dirty hand with his and wiped them both on the dampened towel. He wet another spot and wiped down my torso and then my dick. I jumped at his touch. “Sorry.” He pulled the towel away quickly. “This one wasn’t refrigerated.”

He wiped himself down as I responded, “It’s not too cold. It’s just only the second time ever someone’s touched my dick. It’s going to take some getting used to.”

Josh sat on the bed and crooked a leg over mine. “Right, sorry. I should have thought of that.” His hand rested lightly on my leg, and even that had my dick twitching slightly.

We stared at each other in the dark, and eventually Josh said, “You okay?”

An unbidden smile lit up my face, my first reaction to the question, but then I thought about how I’d let loose, the things I’d said, the things we’d done and not done. The way he’d called me his prince.

“Yeah, I think so.” I opened my arms, and Josh climbed over me so that he was wedged between me and the wall again. I guessed that was his side of the bed and tried not to picture him sharing the space with other guys.

We’d kicked the blankets back to the foot of the bed, so he was able to cover us as he curled up into me again.

“You think so? Can you talk to me about it?”

“It was amazing, Josh. I’ve never felt that way before. And what you did, rubbing us together like that …”

“It was amazing when you took over. Your hands are so big and so strong.” He took one and held our hands up together to show the difference in size before interlocking our fingers and resting them on my chest.