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I walk over and take the bottle from him. His eyes are filled with humor.

“When she told my mom, I’d been mortified,” he says, chuckling. “Mom was like, ‘we will never speak of this to your father.’”

“When Francesca told my dad, he told her ‘boys will be boys.’” She’d been super pissed about that response. I never heard the end of it from her.

I hand him back the tequila and go over to the window to take a few more drags. Once I stub the cigarette out, I flip on the television, skimming through the channels until I find something stupid but most definitely porny. I keep it muted because my music is better than the fake moans on the screen. Glancing over at Penn, I find his eyes still on me, his body relaxed from the liquor.

“That day,” I utter as I flip off the light in my room. “That day was after you knew you wanted me. So was it me or the straight porn that got you hard?” I make a pointed stare at his dick that’s straining through his track pants.

“Uh, you.” His voice is raspy and deep.

I expected him to bullshit me some more, but he’s being truthful. “So I’m basically porn to you?”

He laughs. “I’ll never live this crap down, will I? You’ll tease me about this until the end of time now.” Instead of being upset or worried, he’s happy.

Truth is, I’m happy too.

I may have been furious over what he did, but my life has been missing a huge piece since we stopped talking. It sucks going day to day feeling as though there’s a black void growing bigger by the second. Now that he’s here, I feel whole again. It feels fucking amazing.

“Now that I’m not pissed over it, it’s kind of funny,” I admit. Then, I gesture at the blonde with bouncing tits on the screen. “Francesca’s not here to bust us…”

His eyes burn into me, the light from the television flickering over his face. “You’ve lost your mind.”

“No,” I tell him with a smirk. “I’ve recently broken up with my girlfriend and had plans with my hand. Then I had to rescue you, hence foiling my said plans.” I nod at the blonde on the screen. “I have her.” We lock eyes again. “And you have me. Use your good hand and don’t make this weird.”

He snorts. “Dude, you made this weird the moment you suggested it.” But instead of denying my words, he palms himself over his track pants. My dick thumps in my pants, eager to come.

I unbutton my top button and Penn sucks in a breath of air. I may not be into guys, but the fact he looks like a lion ready to feast on me has heat burning through me. The thought of him staring at Dante that way is infuriating. Tearing my eyes from his, I focus on the screen. The man pounds into the girl from behind. I’m tempted to look back at Penn, especially when I hear the distinct sound of his pants being pushed down his body. I focus on the couple and unzip my jeans. When I push down my own pants, freeing my dick, he lets out a groan.

My eyes dart back over to his because I’m curious to see his expression. His brown eyes are burning into me as he fists his cock with his good hand. Licking my lips, I drag my stare back to the screen. I stroke my own dick as I watch the couple, trying desperately to ignore the pleased sounds coming from him. He groans again, stealing my attention.

The way he grips his cock and pulls at it in a reverent way has me ignoring the television altogether. On the screen, it’s fake and for entertainment. Penn, on my damn bed, jerks off in a way that’s incredibly real. He’s completely turned on by me. And oddly enough, that turns me on more than the porn on television. I may be straight, but I’d be lying to myself if I said I didn’t enjoy the way he watches me.

“God, I’ve missed you,” he mutters, his hot stare burning a hole through me.

I close my eyes and realize how close I am. Stepping up to the bed until my knees touch, I find the willpower to reopen my eyes. He’s directly below me, watching me as though I’m a powerful god he’d like to worship. It’s exhilarating and empowering. I let out a groan as my nuts seize up. We both watch with fascination as I jerk myself until my release is shooting at him. His palm runs through the mess on his stomach, and then he curls his wet hand around his dick. He hisses through his teeth and I can only stare. I watch in part shock as he uses my cum to whack himself into his own orgasm. The moment he comes, his back arches and he bares his protruding Adam’s apple in his throat. Cum jets up from his cock and coats his muscled torso. He moans and jerks until he’s wrung dry.

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