Page 124 of The Influencer

“Look, you don’t have to be an asshole. If you don’t want to talk, just say so. In fact, if you want me to go to my room, you can tell me to fuck off, too.”

He sighs heavily. “Sorry. That was rude.”

“Yeah.”

“I just don’t get why you’d want to see that.”

“Because it sounds like it must’ve been really hot. It sounded hot at the time, too,” I say.

He draws in a sharp breath. “You were listening?”

“It was hard not to.”

“Awesome.”

I fondle his nipple like it’s a fidget toy. “There’s nothing about you I don’t think is hot, Jade.”

“Fine.”

He grabs his phone, pulls up the video, and presses play.

The first sensation that comes to me is anxiety, mainly because it’s pouring from him in buckets, and also because this is what I’ve been waiting for—what I’d discussed with Elio back in Seattle. Something to wake me up and make me understand how I’m supposed to deal with the man beside me—whether there are real feelings here or whether I’m just in lust—plain and simple.

The video begins with Jade and Gage in their underwear, standing at the foot of the bed I’m in now, touching each other’s necks and abs, leaning in for a kiss.

I swallow hard, preparing myself for whatever feeling is about to emerge in my chest because something strong is brewing there—I just can’t put my finger on it yet.

The kiss is long and wet. Jade has his hands on Gage’s lean body, drifting up and down the other man’s slender sides. Gage is in no way as ripped as Jade. More on the skinny side, but not unappealing.

Gage makes a soft whimpering noise as Jade moves on quickly to cup his balls and press his mouth to his neck. Only a moment or two passes before Jade’s sliding the man’s briefs down and stroking his cock for real, dominating the scenario.

Gage is rapidly losing his mind—those loud noises I heard from across the hall that evening erupting from the speaker. Jade backs him up to the bed, kissing him hard and licking obscenely into his mouth. Gage gets a grip on Jade’s shoulders just as they fall to the mattress.

This was what I’d meant earlier about gay porn and how far superior it is to all straight porn. They’re both obviously turned on and are chasing an orgasm by any means necessary.

It’s a ten-minute video—twenty bucks to watch, and in those ten sweet minutes, Jade goes from blowing Gage regular style to flipping around and feeding his own cock to Gage in a classic sixty-nine. The view of Jade’s ass pumping up and down in that sexy twerk move he does is magnificent. His hamstrings flex and his glutes clench while Gage’s hips thrust up to fuck Jade’s mouth.

Jade’s hand comes into play as Gage gets close. As soon as the first spray of cum appears, Jade gulps Gage’s cock down again, and then—I can tell by the expression on his face—Jade comes too, arching his neck, cheeks flushed, and mouth wet with cum as he lets out that throaty gasp of release I know by heart.

I don’t think I realize I’m touching myself until Jade says beside me— “Well?”

I casually slide my hand off my cock and examine his face.

“Satisfied?” he asks.

“I might be if you suck me like that. Like now.”

He tosses the phone aside with a frustrated huff and crosses his arms over his chest in a full-on pout.

“What?”

“That turned you on?” he asks, his voice shrill.

“Fuck yeah it did. That’s the point, isn’t it?”

“That was me.”

“Uh…yeah.” That’s what made it even better.

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