Page 64 of For the Fans
“You’re gonna have to take it out eventually.” I recline on the couch, jerking myself slowly.
His eyes drop to my dick briefly before coming up to mine. “Why? Because you’re desperate to get a peek?”
“No, but they are…” I nod toward the camera.
“Fuck you…” he breathes.
“Think of the money, Kyran…” I tug even more of my cock out.
He can’t seem to stop himself from looking at my dick, which is spreading a tight burn from my stomach up my chest.
“Don’t be boring,” I goad, humping up to my hand.
He bites his lip, checking the laptop again before hefinallygives up and pulls his dick out, unrushed, like it’s supposed to be some big reveal.
To be honest, it kind of is. I really don’t want to give him the satisfaction at all, but even with only a few inches exposed, I can tell his dick is generous in size. His hand moves up and down on the shaft, skin sliding at the tip to expose a pink head.
My eyes widen. “You’re uncut?”
His face springs in my direction, blushed heat decorating him as he grumbles, “Yea. So?”
I shake my head to dampen my surprise. “Nothing, it’s just… I’ve never seen…”
My voice trails, and my eyes drop to the fascinating appendage, observing it.
Wow… Interesting.
“You look at a lot of dicks?” He calls me out, almost aggressively.
My gaze returns to his as mild embarrassment warms my cheeks. “No.”
His throat dips. Then he shoves his pants down another inch, revealing more of his cock.Oh… kay. That is quite long… and thick.
“I heard it’s more, like… sensitive,” I rasp, ignoring the fact that my own cock is growing harder and harder in my hand. “Is that true?”
“How would I know?” His words come out breathy. “I have no frame of reference…”
“Right…” I chuckle awkwardly, swallowing a mouthful of saliva.
I’m trying to focus on the video, but it’s nowhere near as captivating as what’s happening a couple feet away, and I hate it, but I can’t deny that watching his strong hand and shapely fingers sloping up and down is sort of hypnotizing me. The way the skin pulls back every time it goes down, exposing the shiny pink tip, is like…
Why am I so intrigued by his dick? I didn’t think I liked dick at all, especially not one attached to my jock asshole of a stepbrother.
But it isn’t until the video on the screen ends that I realize Kyran isn’t watching it either. He’s looking at my dick the same way I’m looking at his, and it’s as confusing as it is electrifying.
I’m as hard as stone now, pumping into my fist at a steadier pace that I think he’s trying to match. We’re both struggling to keep our breaths in check, but it’s the only sound in the room and it starts to echo as they grow louder.
I don’t know how it happened, but the space between us has shrunk. I think I might be leaning in closer to him, and I don’t want to be, because if he notices, he’ll probably stop to yell at me.
Kyran’s head tips back on the couch, eyes closing as he works his cock in his hand. And I’m so busy gawking that I also don’t realize he’s leaning in closer… Until I feel his arm on mine.
“Just do it…” he whispers.
“Do what?” My voice comes out equally soft and throaty.
“We both know this is where it’s headed, so just…” He stops to swallow. “Just do it.”
His chest moves with unsteady flutters as he suddenly lets go of his cock, leaving it resting on his abs, waiting for attention.
