Page 44 of Tapped By My Roommate
“I can’t take it,” Kevin said onscreen. He popped his button and withdrew a monster cock.
“Whoa,” Ethan muttered.
I chuckled. “Let’s agree not to compare ourselves tothatguy. I’ll end up with an inferiority complex.”
He snorted. “Pretty sure you’ve got nothing to worry about.”
I nudged him with my shoulder. “You either.”
We might not have gotten far enough to see one another’s equipment, but I’d certainlyfelta sizeable hard-on when Ethan had rubbed against me during our make-out session.
Kevin spoke on the screen again. “Fuck, that feels good.” He stroked a hand up and down his hard cock.
His roommate, Davis, was watching him intently. He licked his lips. “Yeah? Maybe I should try it too?”
“Do it,” Kevin said.
Davis opened his pants, revealing his own dick, only slightly smaller than Kevin’s. He stroked it a couple of times while Kevin watched. They were now watching each other more than the porn.
I glanced at Ethan’s lap, but I couldn’t see any signs he was into this. I hesitated, wondering if I should turn it off. But maybe he just needed someone to show him it was okay to be turned on?
I rubbed my hand over the fabric of my jeans, pressing my erection. I waited until Ethan’s gaze slipped my way. He licked his lips, and within a few minutes, he was sporting his own bulge.
His eyes flicked between me and the screen, but he didn’t touch himself yet.
Time to move this along. I opened my jeans.
Ethan’s head snapped my way at the sound of my zipper drawing down. “Are you…?”
I squeezed myself through my boxer briefs. “Is this okay?” I checked.
Ethan nodded, then forced his gaze back to the screen. The guys had transitioned from stroking themselves to touching one another.
“Do you want us to do that?” he asked without looking at me.
“If you’re into it. If not, then no.”
I freed my cock while Ethan stared at the screen, a mix of turned on and nervous. But now I wasn’t sure what to do. He’d been more at ease when we’d been making out hot and heavy the week before.
“Maybe this was a bad idea,” I said.
“No,” Ethan said quickly, turning toward me. He caught a glimpse of my exposed cock and let out a shaky breath. “No, I’m just… I don’t usually get into porn much.”
“I don’t want to make you uncomfortable.”
“I know.”
He licked his lips again. While staring at my cock.Jesus. He seemed more turned on by me than by the porn. My dick throbbed in response, and a dozen fantasies unspooled in my mind. Having Ethan’s mouth on me would be amazing.
Not happening, not yet. Maybe not ever.
Unable to resist, I gave myself one long stroke before stilling my hand. “We can stop.”
“No, don’t,” Ethan said. “I want to see.”
Fuck. That’s hot.Ethan couldn’t tear his gaze from my cock. We were acting just like the guys in the damn porn video. I wanted to laugh. Porn was so unrealistic, yet here we were.
I stroked myself once more, then—needing more moisture—I raised my hand and licked my palm a few times.
