Page 45 of Tapped By My Roommate
Ethan’s breathing stuttered as he watched.
Once my palm was good and wet, I returned it to my cock, hissing with relief as it glided up and down my shaft more smoothly.
“Feel good?” Ethan asked.
“So good,” I murmured, my eyes slipping closed.
I lost myself in stroking, more turned on than any porn video had ever gotten me. It was Ethan, watching. Exposing myself for him and pleasuring myself was hotter than anything I’d ever done with any of my hookups.
There was a rustling noise beside me. The porn video was getting loud too, as the guys moved on to sucking dick. I opened my eyes a crack, taking in Davis’s mouth tight around Kevin’s cock.Damn. I glanced to the right to check Ethan’s reaction. His eyes were still on me. But his jeans were open now. He fisted his own cock.
I drew a sharp breath, lust surging as I watched him stroke.
“So hot, Ethan,” I murmured.
“You too,” he muttered. “Can we kiss though? I feel a little weird—”
I grabbed his face with my free hand and drew him into a filthy kiss. I was too far gone for finesse. He moaned into my mouth as my tongue met his, and I stopped touching myself so that I could focus on him. I shoved my hands into his hair and slid my tongue along his, over and over, fucking his mouth.
Ethan wrapped his fingers around my cock—thank fuck, because I was dying for us to touch more. I broke the kiss with a gasp. “Feels good.”
“Yeah? This is okay?”
“More than okay.” I wrapped my hand around his, guiding him to the right tempo, squeezing his hand to tighten his grip slightly. “Just like that.”
“Okay.”
“Can I touch you too?”
“Yeah,” Ethan said. “I want you too. If you want—” He groaned as I closed my fist around him, working him hard and fast. There was no time to play and tease and learn what he liked. I was too close to coming, and I wanted Ethan right there with me.
I kissed him again while we each worked our cocks. There was too much friction. I should have brought lube to this party. But I’d had no idea if we’d even get this far. There was a loud moaning on the TV, distracting us both. I looked just in time to see Kevin spray his load over Davis’s face.
Fuck, the feel of Ethan and the sight of that was enough to nearly tip me over. But I held on, wanting Ethan to come first.
His cock grew harder in my hand, and a moment later, he was spurting between us. Seeing that was enough for me. I let go with a low groan, coming over his fist.
Ethan tipped forward and pressed his face into my shoulder as we caught our breath. The porn video ended after the facial. I smirked, thinking how Ethan’s orgasm had coincided with that moment.
“Want me to come all over your face?”
“Uh, what. You already…”
I laughed. “Not right now. Like in the video. It was hot, right?”
“Um…” He sat back, cheeks pink, but less red than I might have expected. He wasn’t blushing, then. Just sexed up. I felt myself smile smugly, as if I deserved an award for messing him up. “I don’t know about that,” he said slowly. “It’s okay in porn. Not sure how I’d feel in real life.”
“And if you were coming all over my face?”
His eyes went wide, but I didn’t miss the shiver that ran through him. I grinned. “Okay, duly noted.”
He did blush then. “Just shut up. Rule Five.”
“Rule Five is that I can’t talk about hookups outside of hookups. Our cocks are still out, and we’re sticky with cum. I think this qualifies as an ongoing hookup.”
He groaned. “Rhett.”
I moved my mouth next to his ear and whispered, “You’re a dirty boy, and I like it. Don’t be embarrassed by it. Own it.”
