Page 55 of For the Cameras

His fingertips made their way to the top of my jeans and he pulled them down along with my underwear in one swift motion.

“You areso hard,” he said as my cock bobbed free above him. “Fuck.”

“Thinking about backing out now?”

He made doe eyes at me. “Oh Chase, oh baby, I can’t take it, I’m falling for you, I just can’t help it,” he said in a teasing, sing-song voice, and I couldn’t help but laugh. “Onelookat your cock and I am just picturing a house with you, and a white picket fence, and I needeverythingfrom you—”

“You are the worst,” I said. “And the best. Since when are you so funny?”

My heart squeezed in my chest.

“Since you made me come on camera and finally let me pay you back for it,” he said, running his palms along the sides of my torso.

“You’re too hot when you make those little pleading eyes.”

“Myoh, Chase, babyeyes?”

A thrill shot through me. “If that’s what you want to call them.”

“I just want you so, so badly…”

He was saying it in his playful, jokingly flirty voice, but it was still fucking working on me. God, I liked him. I liked the awkwardness he usually had, and I liked this confidence he apparently had when he was naked with me, too.

His gaze was on my cock, and I started to realize why he liked being watched—it felt really good having him watch me, too.

“I am a fan of the way you look at my dick,” I told him.

“I am really, really enjoying looking at it,” he murmured.

“You’ve never been with another guy?” I asked. “How’s it going, so far?”

He dragged his tongue along the spot near my collarbone and I melted under his touch.

“Going to go out on a limb and say I love it, Chase,” he murmured against my skin. He moved underneath me, standing up and reaching out a hand for me to grab. “Come here.”

I took his hand, standing up and marveling at how good he looked naked. “So I get to be the first guy you do anything with. Exciting.”

He led me over to the bed. “I always thought that was a liability, not a good thing.”

I lifted an eyebrow. “It’s hot as fuck, Adam. If I’d known you were a virgin while I was watching your videos, I’d have come even harder watching them.”

He let his jaw drop open in mock shock. “I am not a virgin.”

“Okay, fine,” I said. “What did I call it before? Yourgay sexvirgin cherry?”

A corner of his mouth came up into a smile. “Yeah.”

“So you don’t have experience with otherguys,” I said. “Other than, y’know, coming for me, now.”

He cocked his head to one side, his eyes thoughtful. “Maybe that’s what we should name our video.My first time coming for another man.”

“You would certainly get a lot of clicks,” I said.

He gave me a look, calculating something behind his eyes. “Could I…. could we film me giving my first blow job?”

My cock ached.

My instincts still told me to pump the brakes, to tell him it was a bad idea.

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