I trailed a finger between my nipples, and my back arched a little. In character, I said, “I’m so horny, Nix. I can’t stop looking at that bulge in your pants.”
“Your cock’s sticking out the fly of your boxers,” he said, squeezing his dick in real life. “You look great, too. Your chest… Christ.”
“You ever think about this?” I asked. “Back then?”
“All the time.” His voice was rough. “I’d lie in bed and listen to you breathe, wanting this so much it hurt.”
His confession made my breath hitch. “I’d have let you, if you’d said something,” I admitted, recognizing the feelings I hadn’t back then. “I’d have let you do anything.”
Nix’s eyes darkened. “Yeah? Like what?”
“Everything.” I started jerking my cock, a slow, tight pull. “I’d have let you touch me. I would have touched you.”
“Fuck, babe.” His hand was moving too, matching my rhythm. “I’d have wrapped my hand around both of us. Jerked us off together until we made a big mess.”
“Hell yeah.” My voice was a growl. “I want that.” I was fascinated by how his hand moved on his cock. “Wish I could taste you.”
He groaned. “God, me too. If I were there, I’d suck you until you couldn’t remember what day it was. Would you let me come in your mouth?”
“You bet. And I’d swallow every drop.”
My balls tightened, and a tingling heat started at the base of my spine. I let myself go and held up my hand, touching my thumb to my forefinger and then separating them, showing him the string of precum there.
“Shit.” His face was red, and his eyes were glued to the screen. “I want to taste that so bad.”
I started stroking myself again. “Would you have let me fuck you back then?”
He stilled for a second and locked his eyes onto mine. A smirk spread across his face. “You’d have liked that? Feeling my tight ass around your cock.”
“Fuck yes. I need to feel it now.”
“I need you too,” he said. “Want me to fuck you, babe? Would that help you relax? Because I would.”
The sounds of our fists sliding over our dicks filled the silence. I couldn’t get the image of him over me, inside me, out of my mind. The rush in my ears became a tide as I imagined it: his weight, his voice in my ear, the stretch of his cock in my ass.
“Yes,” I said, my voice loud. “I need you inside me.”
He jacked himself faster. “That sounds amazing. We can make our own rules. Nobody has to be the top all the time. The more ways we take care of each other, the better.”
“I like that.” Tightening my fist around my dick, I started jerking hard.
His eyes widened. “Fuck, babe. I’m close.”
We stared at each other, our breaths now ragged gasps. The tingling in my balls was seconds away from exploding into something big.
“Always you, babe,” he croaked, his body arching.
“Only you,” I said.
Nix shouted as his body convulsed, and thick ropes of cum striped his belly. His face was a mask of pure ecstasy.
“Goddammit!” I yelled, my back bowing off the bed as my orgasm ripped through me. I shot hard, cum splashing onto my chest and thighs. It was a tidal wave, and I was caught in it, helpless and screaming.
When it finally let me go, I flopped back, panting. I glanced at the screen, where Nix was milking the last drops from his cock.
“Damn,” I said. “Best. Jerk-off. Ever.”
He nodded. “Agreed, but it was more than that.” He met my eyes through the computer. “It was us.”
