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“Oh, come on, you showered like twenty minutes ago. You’re clean.”
“Still, it’s gross.” Just picturing putting something in his mouth that had just been in his ass made him taste bile.
Chris rolled his eyes. “Jesus, you’re so uptight.”
“I’m not.”
“Yeah, Ant, you are.” Chris got off the bed. “You were uptight when we used to go out to hit on girls, and when we used to get high on the weekends.”
Anthony knew he was less outgoing than the average Joe, but he never thought of himself as being uptight. He wondered if the guys had ever talked about that, if they ever wanted to not invite him to things—or if theyhadnot invited him to things. He felt like a kid again, age ten, new in town after moving with his parents from Florida. It had taken him forever to make friends, and even then, those relationships were shallow and unfulfilling. Only after befriending Ethan, Jay, and Chris much later in life, was he finally able to experience the wonderful feeling of true friendship. He still remembered how worried he’d been that they might outgrow him and find a replacement because he wasn’t as sharp and witty as they were.
“Wait,” Anthony said when Chris started to turn around. “Come back.”
Chris crossed his arms. “Why?”
“I want to suck your cock.”
“You want me to wash it first.”
“No, it’s fine. I can do it like this.”
“I know that you can, but I want you towantit. Ask me for it.”
“Can... can I please suck your cock?”
Chris smiled and nodded. “Yes, but first, raise your right hand behind your head. With the other one, play with your cock. Go on.”
Anthony raised his right arm hand behind his head, then used the left one to tug on his flaccid cock. He didn’t think he could get hard, but Chris was looking at him with deep intent, observing his every movement. It felt like he was putting on a show for Chris, and that felt… exciting. Anthony could feel himself getting into it, adjusting to the role of the showman.Would someone uptight be doing what I’m doing? Clearly not.
Feeling like he needed to make a point, Anthony let out a deep moan and tugged harder on his stiffening cock. He rocked his hips back and forth, fucking his hand.
Chris’s eyes grew big, and without even touching himself, he swiftly got fully hard.
Anthony never felt more desired in his life.
“I want to watch you like this for hours,” Chris said quietly, almost to himself. “Hell, I want to watch you like this forever.”
Anthony didn’t know how to respond, so instead he moaned louder, placed his feet on the edge of the bed, then pushed his middle section up in the air while rocking his hips up and down into the tight grip of his palm. The position was unkind to his lower back, but that was meaningless compared to the way Chris was looking at him, the hunger he could barely contain.
Without a warning, Chris moved forward and hopped on the bed, resuming his position from before. His erection was pointing at Anthony’s mouth, who parted his lips and braced himself to taste something he never thought he would.
Once Chris’s cock was already halfway inside his mouth, Anthony realized the taste wasn’t bad, wasn’t disgusting. Maybe enough time had passed, or maybe Anthony really had done a great job cleaning himself before. Either way, he felt relieved, and that made him work extra hard on the cock that was trying to reach the depth of his throat.
Chris mumbled, “Yeah, take it deep. Use your tongue. Fuck, you’re so good at this. I’m sorry for calling you uptight. Yeah, take it deeper.”
It was impressive the way Chris had slipped an apology in there, but Anthony was too focused on doing a good job to even care.
He felt like his brain was peacefully floating while he lay with his eyes closed, his mouth being filled and used, and his throbbing cock being played by his own hand. There was an odd sense of calm inside him as his body was dancing on the sweet verge of climax.
Chris suddenly pulled his cock out and panted. “That was insane. Thank you for rolling with it.”
“You’re welcome.”
Chris leaned down, his face looming above Anthony. “You see how good it is when you let me lead?”
“I… yeah. I think.”
Chris smiled and gave him a quick peck on his lips. Anthony raised his head. “More.”
