Page 14 of His First Deep Snow
The sigh he let out as soon as he gave in to Lance’s silent demand was completely involuntary. And now that he’d started, there was no way he was stopping.
“It’s 5am, not everyone’s awake yet.”
With expectations successfully tempered, Reece motioned impatiently for Lance to show him the screen.
Lance tilted it towards Reece.
Reece stared. Blinked hard. Stared some more.
That was his ass? It couldn’t be. It bounced so perfectly every time Lance fake-thrust against him. And every time Lance pulled back, it showed Reece - and everyone watching - how badly Lance wanted to fuck that ass for real.
This was what Lance had been seeing?
Should Reece be stroking himself while watching his own ass get fake-fucked? It was so wrong. And yet his balls tightened with the memory of how that hard cock had felt slapping against them.
Reece dragged his eyes away and looked below the looping video - one hundred likes!?
“The east coast is awake and loves your ass,” Lance said with a shit-eating grin, the bastard.
Reece swallowed around the sudden tightness in his throat.
Comment after thirsty comment rolled in.
“Wish that was me.”
“DM me that ass’s number.”
“That cock and that ass - has there been a more perfect couple?”
“If you won’t breed that ass then I will.”
“Next vid better be a creampie.”
“Yeah, give that ass the gift it deserves.”
There were many comments. An overwhelming number. Didn’t these people have lives?
Lance nudged Reece.
“See?” Lance said. “All your squats and lifting have paid off.”
“But it’s still flabby.”
Lance sighed as if Reece was being an idiot.
“Of course it jiggles when you’re not flexing. Besides, the layer of cushion on the muscle only makes it hotter!”
“Maybe…”
Reece still couldn’t believe his eyes, fixated on the slow increase in likes and comments.
“I want to bite that ass so bad.”
Lance instantly replied: “I know right!? I may have already had a taste… I couldn’t resist…”
“Bro! Bet he loved that. So jealous.”
Reece said, “My ass still hurts from where you bit me, you animal.”
