Page 227 of Phobia
Our eyes meet.
I swallow. He glares.
My chest is moving up and down rapidly with my breaths, and his appears to be doing the same. We’re both just standing,gazingat one another through the windows, unsure of what the hell to do next. But I have an idea…
I didn’t want the night to end outside…
Maybe it doesn’t have to.
Slowly, brazenly, I let go of the towel. It falls down my legs, pooling around my feet, and I bite my lip at my shameless display.
What do you think of this, hot stuff?
Asa is staringhard, mostly at my dick, though to be fair, I think he’s looking at everything that’s visible, which is pretty much all of it.
Might as well give him a show…
Running my hand down my chest, I touch my skin for him, still slightly damp from the shower, fingers grazing through the divots in my abs. I tease the groomed hair just above my cock before curling my fist around it, giving it a slow squeeze.
“Mmf…” I hum to myself, eyes closing for a moment because this isso naughty.
I’ve never stood naked in front of a window before, exposing myself to a dude I just met. The arousal of it all has me swimming, heated and almost drunk on his attention.
I wish like crazy I could hear him breathing, because I can tell it’s loud. I canseehim panting from here, inching even closer to the window. As if maybe he wishes we were in the same room…
There’s already a visible outline of his erection, pushing against the front of his pants. It’s more than I can handle… Because of how bad Iwantit.
“Show me, Asa…” I whisper, knowing he can’t hear me. But I don’t care. It’s what I want.
I want toseehim… I want to know that seeingmeis what’s making that big, gorgeous dickprint.
Stroking my cock up and down, feeling it stiffen to stone in my palm, I stare at him with a lidded gaze, goading him to play with me.
Show me your cock… Touch it and let me watch you, bad boy.
And sure enough, he shoves his sweats down, his cock literallyspringingheavy as he steps out of them. My eyes widen at the length, and thegirth, and the perfect proportions ofholy fucking Moses, that has to be thenicestdick I’ve ever seen in my life.
It’shuge, pale to match his complexion, with veins I can see from here, and a shiny pink tip of flesh my mouth is watering tosuck.
“Fuck, Asa,that dick…” I whimper, stroking myself a little faster.
He slowly fists himself, building up a gradual stroke, all the while watching my hand, and my cock, like he’s mesmerized.
I toy with my piercing, teasing it as my balls thrum from the sensation. Asa looks like he’s drooling as much as precum is dripping from his sweet, curved head.
“You like that it’s pierced, huh?” I hum, humping my hand. “God, I want you to suck it… I don’t care if you’re fucking straight, I want to watch those pouty lips kiss my cock.”
Forcing my heavy lids open, I watch him jerk himself harder, his abs clenching. My eyes slide back up to his and we stay like that, gazes locked while we beat our dicks off like mirrored images.
It’s as if we’re doing it to each other. I’m imaging his hand pumping me while I give that long, sweet cock some love, until I’m about to come and collapse, one in the same.
“Asa…” I gasp, free hand rushing up my chest to play with my nipple. “Asa, you’re gonna make mecome…”
The way his blue hair is hanging in his eyes is driving me wild. He looks so dangerous, and sexy, like the boy from the wrong side of the tracks.
I wanna watch him come so bad. I wanna know that he’s over there soaking his hand because ofme.
I speak the words, clearly so that he can hopefully read my lips. “Come with me, Asa…”
