Page 63 of Two Guys One Puck

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Seaborn: Are you going to cum?

Ktytor: do you want me to?

Seaborn: Yes.

On a whim I type out:

Seaborn: film it for me.

Ktytor: Okay.

I go back to watching his other video while I wait, rolling my hand over my dick. I’m nearly ready to come by the time it clicks through. I open it immediately, and my heart pounds in my ears as I watch his veiny cock pulse and then explode. I lick my lips, remembering the taste of him watching his cum drip down his shaft.

I watch it over and over and come with a couple more strokes, painting my mirror.

Fuck.

Ktytor: Your turn.

Seaborn: I came watching your video.

I send him a photo of my still hard dick and my mirror with my cum on it.

Ktytor: You owe me. I expect payback later.

Seaborn: Deal

I go clean myself up waiting for his reply and notice Ktytor types for a minute, then stops, then types for a minute, then stops.

Seaborn: What don’t you want to say.

Ktytor: It seems you’re better at reading my mood in messages than in person.

Seaborn: It’s payback for you reading mine from my face.

Ktytor: no wonder you don’t like it.

Seaborn: What don’t you want to say?

Ktytor: You’re quite agreeable about owing me.

Seaborn: Is that all?

Ktytor: It made me wonder if your head space is better.

I’m not quite sure how to answer that because it’s a mix.

Seaborn: I’m trying to think less and lead with my dick instead of my brain.

Ktytor: You’re taking my advice? Excuse me while I faint.

Seaborn: Don’t get used to it.

Ktytor: so we have a month?

Now it’s my turn to hesitate.

Seaborn: you want to see me in a month?

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