Page 60 of The Bro Pact
What the fuck is wrong with me?
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
WARREN
“Ihad fun at the river today,” Kyle whispers as we stargaze on top of the RV.
“Me too,” I agree. I really didn’t want the afternoon to end, but that’s been the norm this entire trip. Every single day has been something special.
Something memorable.
“Hey, Ren? Think we could continue that massage from earlier?” Kyle asks, sounding a little hesitant and a lot out of his comfort zone.
I definitely don’t have a problem with rubbing him down, so I attempt to smooth away any insecurities he may be holding onto. “Absolutely.Wanna take it to the bedroom?”
Kyle nods, and we silently make our way inside.
“Take your shirt off and lie down,” I instruct, ready to release the tension in his back and cop a feel at the same time.
“I’d like to giveyoua massage instead. If you’re interested, of course.”
I whip my shirt off so fast that I nearly stumble. “Hell yeah, I’m interested, bro.” I crawl on top of the bed, lying on my stomach with my head turned to watch him.
What’s he going to do to me?
The anticipation gets my dick so fucking hard.
Kyle finally climbs onto the bed and crawls toward me. He looks ravenous with his usually bright eyes appearing darker than normal.
I’m so turned on right now, and he hasn’t even touched me.
I’m fucking ready.
Kyle starts just above the waistband of my shorts, pressing down on either side of my spine and dragging the heels of his palms all the way up my back.
Fuuuck, that feels good.
He continues kneading and massaging my back and forearms until I become Jell-O.
“Let’s take these off,” he murmurs through my haze of boneless relaxation.
I lift my hips, and Kyle slips my shorts and underwear off in one go.
He starts to massage my butt cheeks, squeezing the back of my thighs and rubbing down my legs.
My cock is so hard, it’s digging into the mattress uncomfortably.
I want more, but I don’t want to push Kyle too far, too fast.
“I wanna try something new,” Kyle whispers. “If you do?—”
“Yes!” I practically shout, feeling like a slut for him. “Anything, Kyle. You can try anything on me.”
Up until this point, I’ve been the one to take the lead and initiate anything sexual, so I am more than intrigued.
“Get on your knees and arch your back for me.”
Holy shit.
