Page 3 of His First Deep Snow
“You know I’m straight, you asshole.”
“So? What does that have to do with anything? C’mon, join me. Bet it would keep you awake.”
“But- what if- you can’t- how could you-”
“Stop being such a basic bitch. Live a little!”
What if they got caught? They’d be in even worse trouble than pulling an all-nighter in the library. They could be expelled!
“No, I’m - shh be quiet.”
What was that sound? He thought he’d heard footsteps creeping around. But the librarian wouldn’t sneak around like that.
They weren’t the only ones hiding to pull an all-nighter.
The footsteps stopped. Moved away. Could they hear the sound that was loud in Reece’s ears? Thepat pat patof skin on skin?
The adrenaline coursing through him at the thought of joining meant he was now wide awake, at least.
And his dick loved the idea - it was already trying to bust out of his pants.
As long as they were quiet…
What else was he going to do? Lie here and listen to Lance jack off?
A good wank would help him stay awake while they waited, and he’s always secretly wanted to try jerking off in a public space like this…
“Unless you get off watching me like a cuck,” Lance said, the words scoring an instant KO to Reece’s hesitation.
“Fine. Fine!” Reece whispered.
He unzipped his pants. Pulled himself out.
It was on.
Chapter 2
Stroking himself had never made him so instantly hard before. It felt so good he pushed his pants down low on his hips to give his dick more breathing room.
Reece was uncut, unlike Lance, and yet he was so hard you almost couldn’t tell the difference.
This was like an out-of-body experience. He’d seen Lance jerk off on his feed, but now there it was, in the flesh.
He’d never touched himself while watching Lance’s videos before. That had felt like crossing the line.
“Nice dick,” Lance whispered. “Didn’t know you were uncut.”
Reece shushed Lance; this wasn’t the time to be whispering to each other!
But that didn’t stop Lance, who shifted over until they were just shy of touching. Close enough to electrify Reece’s skin and make his hair stand on end - like it was reaching out longingly to the source of the warmth.
Reece crushed the need to close the gap between them under his heel.
“I was going to offer you some of my lube…” Lance whispered, the heat from his breath making Reece even hotter.
“You what? Why?” Reece said quietly, not daring to turn his head for fear of accidentally brushing up against Lance.
What was Lance doing carrying lube to an all-nighter in the library!?
