And I want to know why.
I need to…
My phone buzzes where it lies on my nightstand, illuminating the already-lit ceiling a bit more. My heart shoots intomy throat as I roll to the side and scoop it up, but when I tap the screen and see it’s only a text from Kaser telling me they’re on their way home from a hook up, I feel my stomach drop.
I rub the ache in my chest as I open my thread with Madison. I scroll to the top—to the picture of me I sent him—and I grin. It’s a creepy fuckin’ picture. And I know it scared the hell out of him. I think I look odd without my collar, but thinkin’ about him keeping it…wearin’ it…
I can’t stifle the groan that escapes me as I reach down into the waistband of my sweatpants and palm my twitching cock. All I’ve got are memories, but they’re as fuckin’ fresh as the taste of his piss and cum on my tongue.
I let my eyes roll back as I shove my pants down and spread my legs wider, stretching the band of my sweatpants tight around my upper thighs. My cock springs free of its confines, and I nearly groan in relief at the wave of fresh, humid air skittering over my body.
A fresh wave of goosebumps breaks out over my skin, and I relish in the burn as I slowly start to stoke myself to the memories of my sweet little treat’s whimpers. His soft cries. His pathetic little mewls.
“Jesus fuck,” I grunt, tightening my fist around my girth at the base, stifling the rapid approach of my orgasm. I blink open my eyes as I lie there and stare up at the ceiling, cock throbbing against my stomach. There’s something about him that really does it for me.
And I’m gonna find out what it is.
But for now, I slowly start stroking myself all over again, breathing in the heavy, humid air that surrounds me as I slowly work myself up again, but it doesn’t take long to get right back on the precipice. To taste the edge that’s so close. I stop againwith another heaving breath, feeling my skin tingle and buzz and relishing in it.
I push my tongue out between my lips, wetting them and imagining it’s his. Shy and hesitant, trembling with fear as it probes against my mouth, searching for something unknown but desperately needed.
Because he needs it.
Needs me.
He just doesn’t know it yet.
My eyes roll back as I tighten my hand around my shaft on the upstroke. I rub my thumb just under my head, then drag it up to my slit and back down, smearing the precum I’m oozing. It’s with that newfound wetness that I let myself fall right the fuck over to the sound of Madison’s screams ringing in my ears.
By the time my cock is done spurting and I’m lying spent on my bed, covered in cum that nearly reaches my chin, I finally notice that my bedroom door is open. I slowly flick my gaze over to Kaser, who’s leaning against the doorjamb with their arms crossed over their chest, eyes half-lidded.
“Yes?” I croak, voice hoarse for some reason.
“You were being loud,” is all they say, like that explains why they opened my door. Not that I care, really. It’s not the first time and certainly won’t be the last.
Kaser is the first person I experimented with. We learned everything with each other, and I feel no shame with them watching me, but it has been quite a while since they’ve initiated something.
I thought that road was gone between us.
“I thought you just got back from a hook up,” I say, still catching my breath. I push up on my elbows, but I’m unawareof the cum still gleaming across my chest until Kaser’s eyes drop to it. I smirk. “Like what you see?”
“You know I do.” They run their tongue along the fronts of their teeth before stepping into the room. They leave the door wide open because it’s just us here.
It’s only ever been us.
“Whoever they were didn’t satisfy you, did they, Kase?”
“They usually don’t, Ricky.” They also use their nickname for me, and it has my blood running hot all over again, but I know my dick won’t get hard for at least another ten minutes. But that doesn’t mean I can’t satiate them in the meantime.
I lift a brow. “Why don’t you come clean this mess off me then?” I gesture toward my chest with my chin and follow their eyes to the mess. Kaser licks their lips, and I know I’ve got them. “That’s right, baby. You know you wanna eat it.”
“It’s been a long time,” they rasp, and their words nearly get lost in the darkness that shrouds us, but I don’t let it.
I can’t.
Because through it all, it’s always been us.
I reach up and rub my hand over their shaved head. They dip down and drop their face next to mine. Their stubble rubs against mine, and I groan at the roughness as I drag my tongue across their cheek.
