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Hunter groaned. “Are you watching me, Crowe?”
“I’m not a saint, bro. If some girl was getting herself off next to you, you wouldn’t be tempted to look? Even if she was just a friend?”
His strokes slowed. “I’m sure I’d be tempted to do more than that.”
Hearing the concern in Hunter’s voice, Devon turned his head on the pillow to look at him. “I’m not going to make a move on you, Hunt. We’re good.”
“But watching me is getting you off?”
“Having my fist around my cock is getting me off. I’m a pro at this. You’re just bonus scenery. But I won’t look again if that makes you feel better.”
Something eased in Hunter’s expression. He turned his gaze back toward the ceiling, a smile touching his lips. “I bet you’re better at this than I am. Gay dudes probably have special tricks. Those noises you make sound pretty fucking satisfied.”
Devon forced his attention to the ceiling as well, but he could still track Hunter’s movement in the corner of his eye. “Well, there are some tricks. Sometimes I slide a finger in my ass while I do it—or use a plug. That’s better, don’t have to worry about multitasking.”
Hunter choked out a laugh. “Sounds painful.”
Devon let his head relax fully on the pillow, his hand working with a steady, firm motion now. The bizarre conversation was only turning him on more. “That means you
haven’t tried it. Don’t have to be gay to appreciate it. Lots of good-feeling things back there. If you’re ever feeling daring, just rub a finger over the opening with your other hand while you stroke your cock. Or have a girl do that the next time she blows you.”
Devon followed his own advice, bending his knee and running his blunt fingernail over his rim, sending his muscles clenching low. What would it feel like to have Hunter rubbing him there, Hunter inside him? He couldn’t stop his own groan from escaping.
“Fuck, you’re doing it, aren’t you?” Hunter said, his words strained.
Devon smiled into the darkness. “Am I turning you on, big man?”
“No, but you’re making me fucking want to try it.”
“I’m a bad influence like that. Go for it. I promise I won’t tell anyone. And if you hate how it feels, all you have to do is stop.”
Hunter didn’t respond, but the springs beneath them protested as Hunter adjusted his position. Fuck. Hunter was about to do it, tease himself with a finger for the first time. Devon squeezed the base of his cock, staving off the intense rush of desire that image caused. Hunter let out a frustrated grunt.
“Bend your knee and make sure your finger has some lotion on it,” Devon said, trying to keep his voice steady, neutral, even though his heart was about to pound out of his chest. “You don’t have to push in. The outside will be sensitive.”
“Is this How to Jerk Off Like a Boss 101?” Hunter joked, but then his whole body shuddered. “Oh, shit.”
Devon smiled. “And we’ve located our target.”
“Jesus, man. That’s . . . different.”
“Yeah, I know. But different good, right?”
Hunter grunted an affirmative response.
“That spot behind the balls kind of rocks, too.” Devon dragged his fingers over his perineum, taking his time now, enjoying this lesson with Hunter way too much. “Have a girl run her nails over it, or if she’s really daring, she can lick it. You’ll thank me.”
“Damn,” Hunter groaned. “Your dates must be way kinkier than mine. No girl I know would put her mouth near there.”
“Her loss.”
“Fuck, I’m close.”
“Me, too.”
“This should be weird, right? That we’re doing this,” he said, his breaths going choppy now.
“Maybe for you. I’m gay and the school’s hottest baseball player is jerking off next to me while he plays with his asshole. This is hot. I should be taking pictures to preserve the memory.”
