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“I’m not afraid….” I say, but my words come out choked as he plants himself right over my pelvis and sinks down against my soft, scared dick.
“You’re shaking,” he says, his eyes narrowed and his cheeks flushed. “Why are you shaking? Are you afraid?”
“I’m not afraid of anything,” I mutter as I reach out and cup him.
Beneath my palm, I can feel his soft cock through his sweatpants, and I just press against it, not sure what else to do.
I mean, I should know what to do. I’m a dude. I jack off ritually. But I’ve never touched another guy’s junk before. I don’t know what he likes. This guy seems like he has standards, and I’m not sure I can live up to them.
“Well, come on then,” Theo says, his hands fisted on his thighs. “Get me hard.”
“You should be hard already,” I say. “I’m Logan Lewis.”
He huffs a humorless laugh and shakes his head. “Jesus, guys like you always think you’re something special, but you’re just ordinary.”
Well, no one has ever told me that before, and it makes me feel a bit defensive.
“I’m not ordinary.”
He eyes my bare chest and then grabs ahold of my hand and slides it against his dick. I feel it start to slowly lengthen and harden in his pants.
“The only thing not ordinary about you is your abs. They’re ridiculously cut.” He runs a hand across them, and I flex a little more so his fingertips bounce across them. When he reaches the waistband of my jeans, he stops.
“Pull me out,” he says, his voice strained, and I freeze, my hand still cupping his dick over his pants and my other clutching onto the comforter for dear life.
He rolls his eyes when I don’t move, hooks his thumbs into the waistband of his sweatpants, and tugs them down. They stretch across his thighs as his cock emerges long and thick before me.
I do absolutely nothing but stare at it.
It’s humongous, and it’s making eye contact with me.
“Go on,” he says, and I wet my lips, my mouth feeling extremely dry.
My hand moves as if on autopilot, and I grasp onto him.
It feels so fuckingdifferent. Different from holding onto my own dick. Maybe because he’s bigger than me, but damn. I’m holding another dude’s cock in my hand. It’s fucking with my mind.
“Come on. Jack me off. I have shit to do after this.”
I give a clipped nod and pump my fist, watching as his tip emerges between my fingers. Jesus, it’s saying hello, isn’t it? Playing peekaboo.
“Tighter,” he says, his cheeks flushed pink, his breath a little stuttered.
I do as he says, grasping him a little firmer. He’s smooth as silk, and his dick almost throbs in my palm. A drop of precum beads at the tip and I swipe at it with my thumb. I wonder what this would feel like up my ass, stretching me out.
The visual makes my dick take notice, and it stirs in my pants, but my nerves keep it from hardening all the way.
Theo leans back a little, his hands still grasping onto his thighs, his eyes moving from where I’m holding onto him, to my abs, and then finally to my eyes.
“Faster,” he mutters. “Why do you suck so much at this?”
My mouth turns down in a frown as I pump him more vigorously.
“I’ve never done this to another guy before,” I retort, feeling defensive once again.
“I can tell,” he grumbles and begins arching his hips a little, fucking himself into my fist. “You may owe me something else after this if I can’t get off.”
I narrow my eyes at him and squeeze him roughly. Asshole making up new rules. He can’t change them now. I will get him off. I’ll fucking make him come. I might not be a lot of things, but I am definitely determined.
