Page 107 of Game Changer
Scott began stroking himself in earnest, the slick liquid allowing him to get a rhythm going. He watched himself as he jerked off, then gazed at Kip with hooded eyes. “You gotta... Kip, you gotta touch yourself too. Please. Do this with me, okay? I wanna see you.”
“Mm, I want to. You look so fucking sexy, Scott.”
“Do it. God, you’re so hard. So gorgeous. Exactly what I think about when I’m alone.”
That was enough for Kip to grab the lube from the nightstand and get to work. He curled his fingers around his aching cock and gave a few slow strokes.
“F-u-uck.” Kip shuddered at the relief. He smiled and closed his eyes for a second as his head rolled back. When he opened his eyes again, Scott was grinning at him.
“Feel good?” Scott asked, breathless.
“Yeah. Feels real fucking good. Gonna go slow so I can watch you. Don’t wanna miss anything.” Kip sucked his bottom lip into his mouth and chewed it a little.
“C-can’t wait ’til I’m back there with you. All I can think about is how much I want that dick in me.”
“Oh yeah? Thought you were gonna fuck me against a wall.”
“Can’t decide.Fuck.Wanna do everything. I love you.”
Kip gasped and involuntarily sped up his hand. “I love you too, Scott. Fuck, I love you so much. God, you’re so sexy. I’m so fucking hot for you right now.”
Scott was pumping his hand hard and fast. His arm muscles flexed and strained as he pushed himself closer to the edge.
“I’m gonna give you whatever you want when you walk in that door,” Kip said. “Drop to my knees. Fuck, I’d like that. Right there in the hallway.”
Scott whimpered and kept pumping. “I’m so close, Kip...”
He was making the lovely, desperate gasps he always made when he was riding the edge. Kip could see the flush on his chest, could see his thick thighs trembling.
It was all working for Kip. He felt his own climax start to take hold, curling and tightening deep inside. “Come on,” he said. “You’re so beautiful when you come. Let me see. Show me.”
Scott panted and swore and gritted out, “Here...here.”
He came in long, hot streams against his chest and stomach. Kip watched, making sure to glance up at Scott’s euphoric face as he rode the waves of release.
“Oh, sweetheart. That’s gorgeous,” Kip purred.
Scott made a noise between panting and laughter, and slumped back against the pillows, eyes closed, still slowly stroking himself as his orgasm subsided. “Kip...” he moaned. “That was incredible. So fucking good.”
“Yeah? Itlookedgood.”
Scott let go of his dick and opened his eyes. “Wanna see you. Are you close? You look like you’re close.”
“Getting there. I’m feeling really good over here.”
“Good.”
“Love you like that,” Kip said. “All spent and happy. Look like you’re drunk.”
“I feel a little drunk. Want you to feel this way too.”
“I’m gonna... Ah...” Kip moved his hand faster and used his other one to tug at his balls. “Fuck, god...”
He was close. He was really close. His balls tightened and blood rushed in his ears, nearly drowning out Scott’s breathy encouragements. “Yeah, Kip. Come on. So pretty.”
Kip looked at the screen, saw Scott’s sex-drunk face and his thick, softening cock lying on his thigh. Saw the glistening white mess that streaked his muscular torso. And then he shattered and yelled out into Scott’s bedroom as he came. His release covered his fist and trickled onto his thigh.
Kip sank back into the pillows, arms spread wide on the bed. “Goddamn,” he panted.
