Page 12 of His First Deep Snow
Lance took out his phone and opened his favorite app.
“You are not putting me on your thirst trap feed!”
“If you don’t trust me.” And wasn’t that an unexpected punch to the gut. “Then you have to trust my many fans.”
Lance’s warm breath fanned the flames of Reece’s erection, making it twitch upwards.
“We’re going to upload a video,” Lance continued. “If you get more thumbs up than thumbs down, then you have to believe me and let me fuck your ass for real.”
Get on Lance’s feed? Reece?
Part of him wanted to instantly say yes. The other part hated the idea of getting judged by all the thirsty gays on there.
Still, it sounded like an easy out.
“Bet.”
“Hands and knees.”
“What are you going to do?”
“Hands. Knees.”
Reece grumbled about it but still went down. Lance tugged Reece’s pants even lower, pooling it around his knees, leaving his ass completely bare.
His dick completely free and swinging below him.
Chapter 5
Lance didn’t comment on how hard Reece was.
No, he was too busy holding his camera up while the other hand grabbed Reece’s waist. Lance was bouncing his clothed dick against Reece’s ass, simulating them fucking.
Why?
Reece bit his lip to stop himself from making a noise. Someone might recognize his voice on the video!
The slap of jeans against Reece’s bare ass felt embarrassingly good. It should be classified as a form of torture. Except Reece only had himself to blame.
“Hmm, no, this doesn’t look right. They won’t believe me unless my dick is out. You don’t mind, right? This won’truinanything?”
“Must you?” Reece complained, even though he knew it was the truth. The thirsty men who commented hated when they didn’t get a full frontal at least.
“It won’t get any views unless my dick is out. They love a good dick and ass combo.”
“True, but that doesn’t-”
“How do you know- holy shit! You’re a subscriber! I can’t believe you’ve been a secret fan this whole time. And I had no idea.”
“N-no! It gets recommended to me sometimes! I don’t mean to look!”
“Uh-huh.” Lance didn’t believe Reece for a second. “Then you won’t mind if I-”
The phone was placed on the small of Reece’s back. The sound of a zipper being undone and clothing being adjusted. Next thing Reece knew, warm skin pressed against his ass.
Oh fuck. Lance was hard. And he wasted no time.
With one hand, Lance gripped Reece’s hip. The other picked up the phone and began recording before Reece could get over his shock.
