Page 19 of Perfect Matcha
“Touching my nuts. Having someone else touch them … or lick them.”
“Mmmm. Don’t stop, then. Don’t stop touching yourself, but press the button on the remote.”
Camden waited. He heard Theo whine, deep in his chest, as if something had wrenched inside him.
Camden sat up, his heart rebounding in his throat. “Are you okay?”
“Sogood… Holy … Oh my God.”
“Feels like being rimmed, doesn’t it?”
Theo’s response was a gut-punched groan. Camden grinned and pumped his fist in the air.
“What next?” Theo managed after a few minutes of nothing but the sexiest noises on the planet.
Camden fell back on the bed with a thump and let his mind briefly drift to that night with Raj.
“Do you have the Fleshstroker within reach?”
“Uh-huh. Still on my bedside table.”
“Is it clean?”
“Yes.”
“Grab it and put lube in the hole.”
“Okay … What’s next?”
“He blows you.” Camden bit his lip hard. He had never been so turned on in his life, and he wasn’t doing anything but talking. “He sucks on just the head of your cock until you can’t stand it any longer.”
Another moment of quiet, but this time the silence wasn’t poetry Camden never had any hope of understanding. It was the break in the beat of his favorite song, the breath before the singer belts.
“I’m going to come,” Theo said, his voice frantic and shocked. “Oh my God.”
Camden’s own dick pulsed alarmingly. He managed to shuck his sweats down and grip his dick’s base painfully hard to avoid an orgasm.
“Yeah, you are, Theo,” Camden said, almost viciously. “You’re gonna fuck his throat.”
The line went nearly silent, like Theo was holding his breath, but Camden could hear the slick smack of the Fleshstroker against Theo’s body. Then Theo cried out, and it was so satisfied and triumphant. Camden wanted to see that joy in person, to feel it as it flushed through Theo, to taste it with his own lips.
“Cam, holy fuck. That was—”
The call went dead completely.Dropped. Camden stared at his phone, worry and arousal vying for the top spot in his brain. He gingerly let go of the stranglehold on his cock, his hand inadvertently skimming to the tip, jostling his foreskin. And arousal won. He came immediately, and spectacularly, all over himself.
So that … happened.
“Shit.”
His phone buzzed, and he glanced blearily at the text message.
Theo:Sorry. I didn’t mean to hang up. My fingers were covered in lube, and they slipped.
Camden:No prob. You good?
Theo:Yeah. That was the absolute best.
Camden sighed. He had no idea what the fuck they were doing, and he was terrified he was ruining everything, but thathadbeen the absolute best.
