Page 36 of The Hookup Mix-up

I grin. I’m not sure why. Maybe just because he’s so eager to come with me, but it’s a smile I can’t hold back and feel in my chest.

Pushing up higher onto my knees, I move forward until my legs bracket him in just the right place so our cocks touch. Theo hisses in reply, and my eyes shoot to his face. I need to make sure I didn’t do anything wrong, but he’s looking down at our dicks.

“That is…sexy. Really fucking sexy.”

I chuckle. “I’m glad you think so.”

Slowly, gaze still completely locked on him, I wrap my hands around both our dicks and stroke.

“Oh God. Oh fuck. Why do I keep saying oh?” He shakes his head, but his gaze is still blissed out, eyes hooded but pupils blown wide.

“I guess I’m just that good.”

I rock my hips some, jerking us but also rubbing my cock against his. I start out slow, but then speed up, going faster. We’re both leaking, his hot cock against mine making my muscles tighten and the base of my spine tingle.

“Perry…fuck…” Theo says between panting breaths. He’s watching me, his hand on my hip again, then his left hand moves to the other. Theo’s broader than me, his hands looking big and sexy against me.

“You like that? You like me touching you? Like to feel my dick against yours? So fucking hot, Puppy. I can’t wait to make you come again, can’t wait to see your belly with my load all over it.”

He cries out something I don’t understand, before saying more clearly, “Jesus Christ. What the fuck. That is so damn hot.”

“Thank you.” I wink, balls slapping against his. I squeeze tighter, the tingle in my groin growing and my legs beginning to shake. My orgasm is right there, making my nuts ache and burn to unleash, but I want to come with him, want to let go when I see his thick jizz shoot out of his slit.

“More,” he begs, starting to move too, fucking into my hand and rubbing his dick all over mine.

I give him what he wants, working us both up, rubbing my hand over the heads of our dicks before sliding it back down again.

“I’m gonna come again,” Theo calls out before his body arches up. He spurts, his body going rigid as he succumbs to his orgasm. Seeing him makes my own balls draw up, my vision blur as I empty my nuts all over his dick and stomach.

I collapse on top of him, warm, creamy cum between us, and catch my breath.

“That was really good,” I say after a few minutes.

“Was it?”

I jerk back. “It wasn’t for you?”

“No! It was. I mean, clearly. I came twice, but I just…” His gaze darts away bashfully.

“You don’t think it was enough for me? Jesus, Puppy. Why don’t you see how fucking hot you are? I just came my brains out. I haven’t even hooked up with anyone since I’ve met you because no one else would do, not until I got you beneath me.”

“Oh.”

“Your favorite word.”

“Just tonight.”

I lie down beside him. “It’s not… It doesn’t mean anything. I just want you.”

“Um…thanks?” He rolls to his side so he faces me, hand on my chest, thumb touching my nipple.

“You know what I mean. Just…friends who hooked up like we talked about.” Guilt makes my gut feel heavy. I don’t know why. I’ve never felt guilty about not wanting more with someone.

“Don’t freak out, Perry. I just realized I’m bisexual. It’s not like I want to jump into a relationship with the first guy I kiss.”

I shift, uncomfortable, my body feeling jittery.

“Plus, I don’t want to lose our friendship. You’re my study buddy.”

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