Theo touched the tip lightly just like Camden had been doing to himself earlier. He hissed and pulled his hand away. It was almost too sensitive, but in a way that blew the top off his head.
“Yeah, feels … God, it feels great.”
“We can loosen it if it’s too tight.”
“No. I’m fine.” Theowasfine except for the thrill at hearing Camden say the wordwe, as if Camden would help if Theo needed it. That appealed to Theo way too much.
“As your instructor, it’s important to tell you that you shouldn’t wear a cock ring for very long. Recommendation is no longer than thirty minutes at a time.”
“Yes, professor,” Theo said with a laugh, his voice breathless.
Camden joined in his laughter, and Theo couldn’t resist scooting closer. He tilted his head until it rested against the crest of Camden’s shoulder. It felt so good—so comforting—totouch.
They were not strangers to touching. Camden often rumpled Theo’s hair or gave him hugs. That attention usually lit Theo from the inside out, made him amped and happy.
This touch, as simple as his cheek against Camden’s clothed shoulder, was altogether different. He felt like his insides were melting together, making him pliable.
“Now for all the marbles. Or all the A-pluses, I guess. What do you do with this?” Camden tapped his fingertip to the prostate massager that Theo had laying across his lap. It was attached to the cock ring via a cord that was the same type of silicone as the ring. Theo had been ignoring it.
“I … uh … Well, I guess I shove it in and turn it on.”
“Hmm. B-minus answer, at best.”
“Oh. What’s the correct response, professor?” Theo asked. “I hate getting answers wrong.”
Camden nudged their temples together in a way that was so affectionate it made Theo’s stomach tumble. “You lie back and enjoy it.” With a small push to Theo’s shoulder, Camden sent him sinking onto his back.
Theo blinked up at the ceiling in surprise. Then, suddenly, Camden was braced above him, smiling down. Theo’s senses were full of Camden’s spruce-scented soap and sweet-smelling aftershave. Theo wanted to lick his stubbly cheek.
“You ready to have your mind blown, Theodore?”
“Y-yes. I think so.”
“Remember, if you don’t like it, we stop. You’re in charge.”
“Do you like it? Using this toy on yourself?” Theo asked.
“I don’t have this exact one, but I enjoy the individual components here and thought you might too.” Camden held up the lube. “On your fingers or directly on the toy?”
Theo lifted his fingers. He typically finger-fucked himself as prep, but it made him nervous that Camden would witness it firsthand.
To distract himself from Camden’s intensity, Theo gasped out, “What do you like about using a prostate massager?”
Theo circled his hole with wet fingers, lighting up the nerves there. It didn’t compare to being rimmed. Or the Rimmy, for that matter. But definitely the next best thing. His cock ached and a bead of pre-come rolled down his shaft.
Camden plopped down next to Theo but held himself up on his elbow. “It makes me feel out of control, and sometimes I need that.”
Damn, an out-of-control Camden would be a sight to behold. And a huge turn-on. Theo pressed his fingers inside, sucking in a heady, hiccupping breath.
“That’s so hot, Theo.”
“I want to feel out of control, like you said,” he rasped. He was scared, though. Scared the sensation would be too much in a bad way. Scared it would be amazing, and he’d embarrass himself by making a weird noise. Scared the experience would rip open his chest and leave him vulnerable and exposed.
“Here.” Camden doused the massager in lube. Every miniscule movement of the toy caused a tug on the cock ring, keeping Theo needy and on the edge of being overcome. “This button on the bottom turns it on. This part rests against your perineum.” He handed it over.
Nervous laughter hit Theo, and he had to bite it back. “What, no exam question? Are you done being my professor?” Theo closed his eyes and bent his knees. It was easier to do this without being able to see Camden watching him.
He felt Camden’s rumbly laugh, though. Felt it through his entire body.