River smiled at me. “Sounds good.”
He grabbed a pillow and his laptop, and used the laptop as a makeshift stand for his phone, making it lean against the computer screen. He then turned everything so that when he laid down, I could see him at an angle that showed his torso and face, and the view cut off about halfway down his arm.
“That’s good,” I murmured.
For a moment, River looked nervous. “I…I haven’t done this with anyone I cared about before.”
“Done what?”
“This,” he nodded toward the camera. His hands were otherwise engaged.
I gulped. “That’s…” I cleared my throat. “I’m honored.”
He smiled at me, then lifted one hand to push his shirt up a little. I could see a lot of pale skin, and realized he was pinching his own nipple.
“So, if you at any point feel overwhelmed, hang up, okay?”
“Okay.” I knew he was serious about that. “I promise.”
“Good.” Then, the movement of his arm became an obvious, leisurely up and down motion as he touched himself.
“Go a bit faster,” I found myself saying.
He looked at the camera, smirking lazily. “Okay.” He picked up the pace, then stopped and took off his shirt before settling back down.
River was beautiful. There was a sharpness to his features that the makeup offset somehow, and the way his milky skin flushed pink as his breathing picked up…I realized I could’ve watched this forever.
His breath stuttered, and I realized he was getting close already. “Slow down.”
“You’re mean,” he accused, then did as I’d told him to. “Do you like telling me what to do?” he asked, breathless and so gorgeous.
“Yeah. Yeah, I think I do.” I smiled a little. “I feel good about this in my chest.” I looked away from my phone and shrugged. “Like, it makes my heart happy somehow.”
River whined. “You can’t say sweet shit like that when I’m about to come.”
I chuckled. “Well that’s how I feel.” Then, because he was still playing with his nipples with one hand, I decided to be brave. “Enough with your chest. Tug on your balls for me.”
River’s eyes flew open and he looked at the screen as he slowly slid his hand down. I could tell when he did as told, because he moaned long and deep, and his other arm stuttered.
“You don’t know how hot this is.” He sounded breathless. “I wasn’t expecting—”
“Me neither. Go faster.”
He whimpered, and I felt myself grin. I felt powerful in a way I had never experienced before.Iwas doing this to River? How could it be?
“C-can I come?” Before I could reply, River whimpered. “Please, Ben, please let me come.”
It was like a head rush, the feeling I got suddenly. “In five,” I started, and he whined. “Four.” His back arched. “Three.” The view wobbled as he moved enough to rock the bed. “Two.” I wondered how I’d feel if he knocked the phone over and I could seeeverything.“Come, River.”
The moan he let out was unlike anything I’d heard before. I saw a jet of cum shoot up to his chest and blinked with surprise. It was…erotic, I guessed.
It didn’t turn me on in a way it might’ve someone allosexual, but I wanted to see him do this again. Hell, maybe I even wanted to be therewithhim?
“Oh God, Ben,” River gasped. His body was still shivering through aftershocks.
My mouth went dry. Something about this was affecting me in a way I didn’t understand. I wanted to be there with him, to cuddle him and make sure he was okay.
“Good?” I asked weakly.
