Page 83 of Frat Ghost Wingman

Teo: …and nothing to shove up it.

Zach: Bastard.

I dashed back into the bathroom, spit, rinsed, and stripped. My hard dick jutted out in front me, a stark reminder of my solitude. It certainly wasn’t going to be nestled against Teo’s back tonight.

Teo: What?

Zach: Completely unfair to tease me like that on our first night apart in weeks.

Teo: You’ll just have to punish me later.

I thought of all the ways I could do that, but they didn’t seem like actual punishments.

Zach: You’d like that, wouldn’t you?

Zach: Maybe I’ll just keep my dick to myself all break?

I slipped under the covers and exhaled. Even without Teo, it was still the best part of the day. Against my bare skin the sheets were a little cool but smooth and soft.

Teo: Bullshit.

Teo: You’re probably already touching yourself.

I smiled because he knew me too well. My fingertips had been lightly teasing my shaft while I waited for his response.

Zach: And you aren’t?

I clicked on the image of his ass and started stroking. My head was already slick with precum.

Teo: How else am I supposed to fall asleep without you here?

Zach: Tell me about it.

My toes were curling as I picked up the pace, sliding a slippery finger around the head every few strokes.

Teo: I want your cum, Zach.

Fuck.

Zach: You can have it.

I snapped a quick pic under the covers of my hard cock and sent it.

Zach: Get your mouth ready.

My breath was ragged and I could feel my face getting warmer, just a hint of sweat on my brow.

Teo: Wrong hole, cupcake.

Teo: I want you to fuck me.

I lost it. Cum blasted all over my stomach before I could grab a shirt.

CHAPTER 23

MATEO

“Any plans today, ma?”