Page 16 of Fall of Us
Before I could register what was happening and embrace my shame, Andrew’s hand delved into the front of my boxer briefs, his fingers brushing along my oversensitized flesh. A low strangled sound worked its way from deep in my chest at the contact as he scooped my cum from my underwear and held it up in front of his face.
“So damn hot,” he mused before he shoved down the front of his briefs.
My eyes glued themselves to the sight of my best friend, hard and glistening in front of me. He wrapped his hand around his length and pumped. My brain short-circuited when he used my jizz as lube. This had all gone sideways so flipping fast, but I couldn’t bring myself to slow it down. I wanted more. So much more.
“Andrew...” His name was a whisper as I scooted down the bed. I wanted a better view of what he was doing, and I didn’t want to put my glasses on in order to see it.
My head rested on his thigh as his fist worked fast and efficiently. He’d stop on every other upstroke to play with the head and drag his thumb through the slit. I wanted to taste him, but maybe that was a line too far. Maybe this wasalla little too far for two people who were supposed to be going slow. It didn’t stop my tongue from peeking out and running along his balls or the hiss that passed between his lips at the sensation.
Andrew’s hand worked faster as his thighs tensed under my head. I was putty, completely limp and helpless but to watch my best friend jack himself off. How did this feel so wrong, yet so perfect? Was that even possible? Then he unleashed, cum rolling down his fingers and spattering against my cheek. My cock tried to stir to life again, knowing that he’d marked me. He collapsed against my mattress, throwing his hands over his head.
Chapter 11
Andrew
That... really just happened.
My whole body vibrated with endorphins, and I was riding the high of my orgasm. The only thing that could distract me was the head that lifted from my lap and the eyes that blinked at me.
I’d give anything to know what he was thinking. Did Brandon regret it? Was it too much? We hadn’t exactly discussed boundaries other than we’d take it slow.
My eyes snagged on the mess on his face and heat flooded my system all over again. He didn’t seem to be upset. Curious, maybe.
I reached up and pulled him closer. He let out a little noise of complaint when I turned his face to lick my cum from his cheek, but then his eyes widened when he realized what I was doing. The next moment, his mouth was over mine and his tongue fought its way between my lips.
No, this wasn’t someone who regretted what we’d just done. Though slowing down now seemed impossible. I wanted so muchmore.
“Shower?” I panted as he broke away.
I wanted to laugh at the blush that spread across his face and down his neck. He had nothing to feel embarrassed about with me. We both clearly wanted it. The only thing that explained his embarrassment was coming in his underwear. But I’d been serious when I’d said I thought it was hot. Everything about Brandon was so damn appealing.
I didn’t wait for him to answer me about the shower. When he continued to lie there acting all shy, I rolled from the bed, grabbed his arm, and hauled him into the bathroom with me.
“Andrew?”
He sounded small, unsure. And I didn’t like that.
“Did you not want to?”
Brandon awkwardly scratched at the back of his neck and chewed at his bottom lip. “I want to... it’s just...” he let out a sigh of frustration. “This is going to sound stupid.”
I chuckled and wrapped an arm around him, pulling him to my chest. The way he melted into me felt so damn right. Hopefully, he felt the same. “Nothing you can say will sound stupid. I promise.”
“You’re already laughing... but... I’ve never showered with someone else before.”
I rested my hands on his shoulders and pushed him back gently so that he would look me in the eye. “That’s not weird or stupid. And we don’t have to do this if it makes you uncomfortable.”
The blush deepened again, extending to the tips of his ears and down to his shoulders. “I want to. With you.”
I grinned and turned back to the shower to adjust the temperature of the water. I peeled my briefs off and did my best to suppress the chuckle that wanted to escape at the soft exhale of breath behind me when Brandon realized we were actually doing this together... and naked. Of course we’d be naked. It wasn’t like people showered with clothes on.
I stepped into the spray and held the curtain open for him, waiting for him to make his move. Brandon pushed down his stained boxers, hands instantly moving to cover his front. It was sort of cute that he thought he needed to hide from me. If this was going to work out in the long run, letting him know he was desirable would be my number one priority. It bothered me that no one had made him feel all that comfortable before.
When I held out my hand to help him step over the lip of the tub, he shook his head.
“It’s okay. You’re acting like I haven’t seen a dick before. I’ve even seen yours.”
He sighed heavily and dropped his hands to the side, glancing away, and I saw immediately why he’d been hiding himself. Not that he was afraid of me seeing him naked, it was that he was half hard again. The sight had my cock jumping in response and I scrambled to grab his hand and pull him into the water with me.
