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Isit backon my heels, hoping Troy doesn’t see the truth on my face, one I’m not overly concerned about, but it’s a new piece of information regardless.
I really fucking enjoy sucking dick.
And like I knew I would be, I’m great at it.
The shit Troy said to me was really turning me on too, which is absolutely not something I’ll ever share with him. Troy telling me I look pretty with his cum on my face made my dick throb even harder, made me want to bust a nut on his face too so I can see what he looks like covered in my load.
“Holy fuck. I can’t believe we did that,” Troy says as if the truth of it just now hit him. He tugs up his pants, tucks in his spent dick, and starts to pace my living room. “You’re my fucking stepbrother.”
“Eh. It is what it is,” I say, plopping down on the couch, pretending I haven’t been thinking the same thing.
Troy’s got this dazed expression on his face, and I assume I do too. While I knew that if I lost, I would do this, he didn’t think I would. That meant I had a little more time to get used to it. Still…I’d sucked Troy’s dick, my cock was throbbing, and that…is a thing that just happened.
Mind. Fucking. Blown.
“I don’t even know how to form thoughts. They’re all just colliding in my brain.”
I chuckle. “Because of how amazing I was?”
“That it happened at all.”
Yeah, Troy is right about that. It’s a mindfuck, and one I don’t want to think about right now. I’d much rather come my brains out instead.Ooh, that’s perfect, actually.
He looks at me, eyes going wide as I’m tugging my sweats down. “Um…what are you doing?”
Distracting myself.“Taking care of my hard-on. Clearly, you’re not going to offer to return the favor.” I lift my ass and push my clothes under it, my dick popping free, leaking on my belly like it did in my sweats, leaving behind a wet spot.
“It wasn’t a favor. It was abet. One you lost and were supposed to chicken out of.”
I spit in my hand and start stroking my cock, Troy’s eyes latched on to every moment. “I don’t chicken out. Do you mind if I watch some porn while I do this?”
“Jesus Christ, Atlas,” Troy says, but his gaze is still entranced with my dick. The look in his eyes says he’s definitely on board with giving me a helping hand, but I think he’s still trying to wrap his head around this evening.
I quirk a brow at him even though he’s not going to see it since he can’t look away from my dick. “Fine, no porn, but will you at least go grab my lube for me? Top drawer in my nightstand.” This makes his stare finally snap up to meet mine. I give him a smirk and a wink, before I add, “On second thought, come here.”
He seems to hesitate, then walks closer. His pink tongue sneaks out and licks his lip, but I’m not sure he notices.
When he gets close enough, I use my fingers to swipe at the cum still on his stomach and coat my dick, before I start stroking again.
“Holy fuck.”
Because I’m still a little twisted from what we’re doing too, I do what I do best and play it off like it’s no big deal. “Bet you wanna taste it. Bet you’re jealous I got to suck your dick and now you can’t suck mine.”
“Fuck off, Atlas. One minute you’re making me laugh and the next I want to throttle you.”
“You want to swallow my cock is more like it. Watch me stroke. I got to see your load. You should get to see mine too.”
For a brief moment, I think he’s going to grab his shirt and walk out. Disappointment bites into me, but then he sighs and sits on the coffee table in front of me. “Let me.” Troy reaches for me, but I shake my head.
“Nah, just watch.” They are three of the hardest words I’ve ever said, but I don’t really know how to take this moment. I built it up in my head as this thing that wasn’t going to happen, and now it has. The fact that I want it to happen again is…concerning.
“Get to it, then. I don’t have all night.”
I watch him as I jack my cock, my balls already ready to unleash. I don’t give in to the urge to come yet, can’t, just stare at Troy while he’s entranced with my hand working my dick. One thing I’m glad of is that he can’t see what’s in my head…my mind flashing to the cords in his neck when he’d come, what his balls had looked like when they’d drawn up tight, the way his dick twitched when he shot all over his belly and my face.
Fuck, that had been hot.
He’d been hot.
