Cam: Who says I’m not?
Scott frowned, eyeing the text. What?
Scott: You are?
Cam: I literally have groupies that follow me around the world, mate.
Scott’s frown deepened. He didn’t know why he was so surprised. Cam was famous, handsome, and rich, so of course he had countless female fans throwing themselves at him.
Scott: You never talk about it.
Cam: A gentleman doesn’t kiss and tell, but you wouldn’t know anything about it.
Scott rolled his eyes.
Scott:Just admit you’re a prude.
Cam: Just because I don’t text you explicit details of my sex life doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist.
Scott stared at the text, unsure what the feeling in his chest was. Curiosity, he finally decided. He was curious. Compared to him, Cam was extremely reserved about his sex life, so it was natural that Scott was very curious what that sex life was like.
Scott: Let’s hear it, then. Tell me what you did with the last person you had sex with.
Cam: Fuck, now you aren’t going to shut up until I tell you, are you?
Scott: Aww, you know me so well.[kissing emoji]Give me all the explicit details, Richter. Now.
He watched Cam type, then pause, then start typing again.
Cam: her cunt was very tight around my cock. But not as tight as her throat was when she was choking on it.
Scott stared at the screen.
Jesus.
He adjusted his dick, his shorts suddenly a bit small. That was a little weird—straight porn usually didn’t do anything for him—but whatever; he was a healthy guy in his twenties. It was totally normal to feel a bit turned on when someone talked about sex, especially when that someone was Cameron Richter, who clearly got uncomfortable every time Scott mentioned sex. Apparently his discomfort didn’t extend to straight sex.
Scott caught his lip between his teeth and thought for a moment before typing another text.
Scott: Is it always the cunt? If you don’t fuck them in the ass, you’re seriously missing out. Nothing feels better than a tight ass around my dick.
He stroked his cock absently as he waited for Cam’s reply.
Cam: Gay men didn’t invent anal, you know.
Scott’s lips twitched. He could practically see the flat look Cam was giving him.
Scott: We probably did. You straights are too lazy to be that inventive. Admit it, ass is better than vagina.
Cam: Hmm that’s debatable. Besides, vagina takes less prep. It’s kind of relevant for me.
Scott: Are you claiming your dick is that big?
Cam: You said that, not me.
Scott wet his dry lips, stroking his erection absently.
Scott: Come on, you can’t say it and not tell me. How big?
