The video ended just as Bash came in his underwear.
Fuck.
Adonis: Did you enjoy it?
Bash sent a picture of his cock and his cum-stained underwear.
Adonis: I’ll take that as a yes. Now that’s a throbbing member if I’ve ever seen one.
Bash: What is a “member?”
Adonis: means penis, Bash. What do you say in Dutch?
Bash: We have many words. Piemel, lul, pik
Adonis: those don’t sound sexy at all
Bash: neither does member
Adonis: I was making a joke, Dutchman
Bash: ha. Ha.
Adonis: Good night, Basher
Bash: Are you sleeping in his bed?
Adonis: No, I went back to my room to wash vomit off my shoes.
Bash: I will apologize again
Adonis: No need, Byron snores, so it was a good excuse.
Bash: Good night, Adonis
Chapter 12
Adonis
Finding a time to have sex with Bash proved to be more difficult than Adonis had expected. They were both very busy, and their schedules rarely overlapped. The few times they saw each other were in passing at the Rink.
Often, when Adonis had a free night, Bash had practice or a study group with the hockey team. When Bash had a free night, Adonis had a conflict.
Adonis grew impatient. He jerked off almost nightly and had sex with a favorite fuck buddy of his from Bellford, but it wasn’t the same as the anticipation of Bash.
Ever since the night in Minneapolis, when he was aroused, Adonis saw Bash’s naked body kneeling in front of his. When someone else fucked him, or he used a dildo, he remembered the pressure of Bash’s fingers. That’s what he wanted.
It was what he needed.
It didn’t help, or maybe it did, that they were now regularly sexting. Almost every day, Adonis would send new pictures and videos of himself to Bash, and would send him photos and videos in return. Apparently, Bash liked to show off as much as Adonis did.
Finally, Adonis emailed Bash three possible calendar invites, each labeled “Suggested Hookup Time,” and waited for a response. He was in his State of Modern Europe class, but wasn’t paying attention to the professor.
From: [email protected]
Subject: when are we fucking?
