Page 39 of Perfect Matcha
“Fine.” Camden inhaled slowly. “My friend and I have had a long, hard workday, and we’re on the hunt for a nice, little slut to make it better. That you, sweetheart?”
“You-your friend?”
Camden nodded toward the dildo.
“Oh. Like a threesome?”
A fine and miniscule smile ticked up the edge of Camden’s mouth. “Maybe. Get yourself ready for us.”
Theo squirted lube into his hand and closed his eyes. It was hard not to see Camden, to think about Camden, with him front and center. At the same time, he wanted to give Camden the best show in the fucking world, to please him and do as he said.
“Maybea threesome?” Theo ghosted his hand over his dick and balls before reaching his hole.
“Yeah. Maybe he’ll fuck you, then I’ll fuck you. We’ll wear you out until you can hardly stand, hardly think straight.”
Theo gasped and pressed his fingers inside. It was difficult at this angle but enough to tease and soften the muscles.
“Maybe we’ll fuck you at the same time. Get both our dicks up inside you at once.”
“Oh my God.”
“You like that idea?”
It sounded hot but alsonot at all. That was the great thing about this. He wasn’t actually going to be fucked by two cocks at once. It was a fantasy meant to turn him on. He wasn’t being seduced by two strangers either, but with his eyes closed and dirty words being hurled at him, it felt like he was.
When Theo didn’t answer in any way but a groan, Camden whispered, “Or maybe I’ll watch you ride my buddy until you’re spent. I like to watch.”
“Please, Cam.”
“Who thefuckis Cam?”
Theo opened his eyes. The lights had been turned off, all except a dusty lamp by the bed. Everything was shady and dark, which he loved. Made this feel even dirtier.
“What’s your name, then?” Theo asked.
“None of your fucking business, sweetheart.” The words were a seductive taunt that sent Theo’s head reeling again. “Put lube on my friend and saddle up.”
Theo followed directions, accidentally putting way too much slick on the dildo. Stainless steel didn’t absorb the lube in any way, so the two pumps Theo had used made everything a sloppy mess. He glanced at Camden on the other side of the bed. “I’m sorry. I got that everywhere.”
“It’s okay.” Camden was sprawled against the headboard, his legs and arms relaxed. If it weren’t for his balled fists and hard cock, Theo would have thought he was unaffected. “We like it messy.Now… sit on that dick.”
Theo swallowed hard and swung a leg over the toy so he had one knee and one foot planted on the padded bench outside the steel plate. He lowered himself onto the head. It was cold and so fucking hard. Unyielding, but in a way that excited him.
“Oh fuck.”
“That’s it. Take your time.”
He twitched his hips, working the dick deeper in small increments, sounds spilling from his mouth. Camden watched him raptly. With one last slide, Theo dropped onto both knees and got the cock to hit him in exactly the right place. He cried out.
Camden jumped, as if the noise had startled him. His legs fell open slightly, giving Theo a view of his package, snug and perfect and bulging in his briefs. The muscles of Camden’s arms stood out in stark relief as he gripped the bedding at his hips.
Camden, Camden, Camden.
The room smelled like him, like his spruce-scented deodorant and vanilla aftershave. The cadence of his breath washed over Theo.
Theo was really struggling to pretend Camden was some stranger.
He moved faster, hoping the bump and grind on his prostate would clear his mind, but it was no use. Camden looked too hot lounging in front of him.
