“They’ll get squished together, and it will fucking hurt, Scott.”
Scott nodded and glanced at the camera set up at the foot of the bed. “You happy with the angle?”
“Yeah, it gets all of the bed, slightly elevated and angled down to see all of you.” Thomas grabbed the other camera, which was usually directed at the pillow where Scott’s head would be. “I’m going to use this for close-ups.”
“Close-ups?”
“Of your dick blowing its load. I’m not going to touch you, Scott, but I might need to touch the pump, adjust it slightly to get the best shot possible.”
Scott’s heart fluttered. “But I can stop at any time.”
“Say the word, and we’ll stop. Your welfare is more important than money.”
“It’s so weird…”
“What is?” Thomas asked.
“Hearing you say things like that, you know, being nice…”
“I am nice when it suits me, and you might not think I’m so nice once we get started…”
Scott flashed a quick glance at Thomas. “I’m ready.”
Thomas turned the pump off. “Give it a sec…”
It released Scott’s thigh, and the red mark didn’t fade.
Scott fingered it with wide eyes.
“I’m going to put lube in the pump,” Thomas said softly. “It’ll feel better, and you won’t get as sore.”
Scott nodded and took off his underwear. He wasn’t hard, but Thomas had told him that was okay, the pump would sorthim out; it would force him to get erect, which shouldn’t have been as arousing as it was.
“I’ll probably talk you through it too,” Thomas said.
“Huh?”
“Just…tell you what to do, encourage you, that kind of thing. I know you like the praise.”
Scott squeezed his eyes shut. “For fuck’s sake. Am I that obvious?”
Thomas smirked as he handed the pump over.
“We’ll get it on your dick first, let you get a feel for it, then I’ll hit record.”
Scott nodded and pushed his scrotum down as he slipped the pump down his dick. It wasn’t tight and didn’t feel like anything. Staring down at himself, it kind of looked like he’d shoved himself into a blender, which wasn’t remotely sexy.
The lube Thomas had squirted into it covered the base of his dick, itching his skin.
“Ready?”
“I’m ready.”
Thomas switched on the pump. Scott grunted, adjusting the pump until it got a suction seal against him. The lube swished, and the pump tugged, filling his cock with blood.
He got harder far quicker than he thought he would, and it felt better than it had a right to.
“Okay?” Thomas asked.
