Valen shoves me aside to work on the lock again. But this one takes a longer time. My eyes can’t focus. Blood pounds through my arteries. Mouth dry. Breath seeping out in tiny pants. Every inhale, I taste dust. I swallow hard so I don’t cough.
“Go!” Valen urges, and I slip inside.
He bars the door behind us as I unzip and aim for the woman on the bench.
“Aaaright ‘der ‘gewtwemen?” She moans some weird phrase toward the floor.
“Yeah,” I answer politely. Why? I don’t know.
Chest heaving, I hold my flaccid dick in my hand.Flaccid. I stare at her exposed, hairy, and wrinkled cunt. The one that’s been used for years byThetas. Her no longer puckered asshole.
“I-I can’t.” My voice cracks as I beg Valen. He’s peeking out the door, keeping watch.
Waving his hands frantically, he urges me, “Youhaveto. Hurry!”
I grip myself and stroke, trying to think ofanythingother than what’s in front of me. Hot girls. Porn. Fantasies…
“Bro,” I plead with an ache. Sweat pours down my back beneath my hoodie. The mask is hindering my ability to focus. I can’t see much. But I can’t take it off, either.
Valen swings around like he’s put out with me and marches over. I assume to give me a pep talk, but he freezes.
“What the actual—Why is your dick so big?”
My hands fly to my forehead. “Can we not?—”
“That’s like… Holyshit, man. Okay, okay. I got this. Just let me recalibrate.” He puffs out a heavy breath, and I melt with embarrassment. “Stare at the ceiling.”
I do. Wooden beams. Beaches. Girls in bikinis.
Almost silently, I whisper, “Please stop staring at my dick. I canfeelit.”
Valen removes his gloves, reaches down, and grabs my shaft. I pull in a sharp inhale through gritted teeth. “Take a deep breath and relax.”
I obey him. Just focusing on the sensations as he strokes me. Trying to pretend it’sanyonebut my bestfriend. Maybe it’s appropriate that it’s him and not someone else.
“Fuck…” I whisper as he picks up the pace, squeezing harder. “Shit, that feels good.”
“Yeah? I’ve never jerked a dick off before. Well…someone else’s.”
“Can younottalk?”
He huffs a breath like he’s mad about having to remain quiet while his hand works me over like a fucking expert. Almost better than I do myself. His other hand even reaches into my jeans and strokes my balls, one finger dipping lower to my taint, brushing it gently. I yelp, knees damn near giving out until I steady myself by firmly gripping his shoulder.
“You like that?” he whispers, like he’s trying to be seductive.
“I…guess I do?” I’m breathless. Seeping from the tip. His thumb crests the crown and smears it down my throbbing shaft. My hips follow the motions. I’m pumping into his hand.
“Just like that. Yeah, my boy.”
“Damn it, Valen!” Though I can’t help the tingles trickling down my lower spine. “Okay, fine. You can keep talking.”
“Yeah? Then fuck my hand, big guy. With your huge cock.”
“That was too much.”
He takes a step closer until his face hovers near my shoulder. We haven’t been this close since we had to hide in a coffin together after assassinating a couple of rogue society members our freshman year. Cops had no idea where we were. My ribs ache from how hard my heart beats.
Voice low and against my ear, he murmurs, “Let me get you hard… Get you off… You want that?”
