Page 41 of The Hookup Mix-up

Puppy: Yes. That. Please do that. And you’re literally going to get me hard while I’m walking across the quad.

Me: Let me see?

I set my laptop beside me on the cushion and adjust myself. Ty’s at school, and Brax is at work, so I’m at the house by myself.

Puppy: Wait…what? You want to see my dick?

Me: Of course I want to see your dick. Why wouldn’t I? If you can find a private place to show me. I’ll go first if you want.

Blood rushes to my groin at the thought, my cock filling, growing.

Puppy: Of course I want to see your dick too. You go first.

I pull my track pants and underwear down. I’m not at full mast, but my dick does still look great, if I do say so myself.

I open the camera app, hold the base of my erection, and snap a photo. Not happy with how it came out, I stroke myself a couple of times, play with my balls, picture Theo blushing when he sees it and what it will feel like when I’m on my knees for him, and poof, one fully erect cock coming his way.

After snapping another photo, I text it to him, then tug my clothes up. Here I go, giving myself blue balls again for my cute little puppy.

Puppy: Holy shit…damn. That’s so hot. Why are dicks so hot?

I chuckle. I’m not sure there is anyone in the world who makes me laugh the way Theo does.

Me: One of life’s great mysteries. Do I get to see yours too? It’s okay if you’re not comfortable.

Puppy: Give me a minute. I’m going into the bathroom.

I wait, rub myself through my clothes, watching my phone with bated breath as though I’ve never seen the dick in question or gotten a photo of a cock in my whole life.

Luckily, I don’t have to wait long before a photo pops up on the screen.

He’s in a stall, pants down mid-thigh, heavy balls filled with cum, the red head of his erection leaking as his cock points up, looking painfully hard.

Me: Fuuuuuuck. You have such a pretty cock, Puppy. I can’t wait to suck it for you. Can’t wait to empty those big, full balls right down my throat.

Puppy: Dying. Dead. You can’t say things like that when I have another class to go to. I thought you were my friend?

Grinning, I reply: I’m the best friend ever. I’ll blow you. It doesn’t get better than that.

Puppy: I gotta go. I really don’t want to, but I can’t be late. We’ll do that celebrating soon?

Me: Yep. And we’ll also do some studying. Next time we’re getting a B on your test!

Puppy: Really?

Sweet fucking boy. What is it about him?

Me: For sure. I’ll help. What are friends for?

Puppy: Yeah, what are friends for…blowjobs and studying. I wish we’d met earlier.

I chuckle, about to respond, when I hear, “Why are you staring at your phone like it has boobs?”

I fumble my cell, head snapping up to see Ty standing there. Holy fuck. He’d come into the house and headed my way, and I hadn’t even realized it. I press the button so the screen turns black and he can’t see whom I’m messaging. Then it hits me that I have code up on my computer, so I slap the lid down.

“Were you watching porn and sexting in the middle of Brax’s living room?”

“Because you haven’t fucked out here?”

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