Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 71651 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 358(@200wpm)___ 287(@250wpm)___ 239(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71651 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 358(@200wpm)___ 287(@250wpm)___ 239(@300wpm)
I shrugged a shoulder. “I don’t know. I might.”
Ori let out a long breath.
I let the moment hang in the air. I wasn’t going to do a damned thing if he didn’t want to, but I could tell that Ori was glad I wasn’t wigged out by the situation anymore.
I’d been trying to defuse the tension, but…
God, I also wanted to have fun, too. There was no reason why we couldn’t do whatever the hell we wanted to do.
And then I felt it.
Ori was reaching down toward his own cock, and I could feel the gentle movement of the edge of his arm pressed up near my side. I swallowed hard, trying to keep my promise to him that I wouldn’t look down. I heard the faint sound of fabric brushing against his skin, and a moment later, felt the gentle motion of his arm.
He was tugging on his cock.
Right fucking here next to me. My own cock throbbed at the prospect, an electric thrill moving through my body. What the fuckin’ fuck?
He stopped moving as soon as he’d started, though, letting the weight of his arm drop down.
“You finally backing out?” Ori said softly.
I swallowed, willing myself to turn my head to the side and look him in the eye. The moment I did, my cock jumped again beneath my shorts.
“I think you’re the one who’s afraid,” I said, raising the bar. “You think I’m going to chicken out and say oh no, we have to stop, but I’m not going to do that, Ori.”
His eyes widened, just a little.
“No?”
I reached down before I could overthink it, freeing my cock and pulling it above the waistband of my shorts. The night air was refreshing.
I really am fuckin’ crazy.
But God, it felt good to finally grip my cock. It had gotten to the point where it was aching, too, and now I just wanted to quit thinking and get some relief.
I kept my eyes locked on Ori’s as I started touching myself, like I was challenging him in a fight.
“Tell me to stop and I will,” I uttered, my voice low.
“I’m not going to,” he challenged me.
“I’m already halfway there.”
But I was hiding a waver in my voice.
He groaned, squeezing his eyes shut for a moment. But I could feel him reach back down and grip his cock. “This is such a bad idea.”
“Maybe.”
But whether it was a massively bad idea or not, I was too far gone now to care. I was delirious from a lack of good sleep. I’d felt strange ever since Ori had gotten to my house, being flooded with memories from our past.
I just needed a release.
And some part of me liked that I could do this here, next to him.
Like we didn’t have to have any secrets. Like we could do anything together, just like back in the day.
Finally, just for this moment, we were close again.
“Ori,” I said, my breath hitching as I pumped along the ridge of my cockhead.
“What?” he said back, his voice just as strained as mine was.
“I’m glad you’re back,” I admitted.
I’d been afraid to say it, knowing that the feeling probably wasn’t going to go both ways.
“I’m right here, Finn,” he told me, and I felt the press of the side of his body move just a little closer against me.
His skin felt hot on mine.
Oh, God.
His voice.
And when he looked at me like that—
It was going to happen. Way faster than it should.
I glanced over at him and then lost control. I stroked myself hard as I came, quicker than I thought, shooting up onto the blanket and up to my chest. I looked over and saw that I’d shot a streak onto Ori’s forearm, and instantly I felt my cheeks flush hot.
I fucking came all over him.
“Jesus,” I muttered. “Sorry—fuck—”
Ori glanced down and saw the streak of white on his arm, his eyes widening. He hummed, giving me another quick look. “Going to come, Finn,” he said in a low whisper.
I nodded, trying to… what? Encourage him? Spur him on?
I acted on instinct. I moved one hand up to his arm, swiping my thumb through the streak I’d left there.
And then I brought it up to his mouth.
I pressed my thumb against his lips like I was in a trance. Ori groaned softly, watching me with a burning gaze.
Take it, I thought.
It was like he could read my mind.
I watched as he opened his mouth to me. I pushed my thumb past his lips and against the pad of his tongue, hot and slick and waiting for me.
He sucked my finger clean. I heard him moan as his lips tightened around me, and his whole body tensed up.
Holy fucking fuck.
Ori was going to come, too. I kept my thumb firmly in his mouth as he breathed heavy, his eyes fluttering shut as his head leaned back onto the blanket. His neck arched, and I couldn’t help but watch it, willing myself not to look down at him stroking his cock even though my curiosity was burning hotter than ever.