Page 42 of Bad Pucking Roommate

Justus wouldn’t let me have a doctor stop in—he didn’t want anyone checking on him at all—but when Niko offered for Xander to stop by with dinner, he relented. Even though that meant Tripp had to tag along since it was actually Noah’s cooking they delivered.

“They did. That Canadian comfort food dish Noah makes was honestly fantastic. Then Tripp sort of ruined it by saying that meal always makes his dick hard, and since he’s not allowed to play with any dicks besides Noah’s he has to go home and use the toy that’s his favorite replica.”

I snort thinking about how Justus’s nose must be crinkled in horror as he tells that story. “For a guy who doesn’t mind satisfying my sexual quirks, you really are a prude.”Damn, I wish I could tease his abs while I bait him.

“I’m not prude, I’m discreet.” There’s a hint of a pout in his voice.

“You don’t have to worry about discretion with those two. Since Niko and Noah know what we’re doing, it’s safe to assume Xanderand Tripp do also. And I trust all of them put it in the‘things we do for the game’category.”

“Niko and Noah think I’m just watching, not participating. And no one needs to know I do all of it for me also.”

That makes my dick perk up. “For you, huh? What about this does it for you?”Fuck I miss not being able to see his cute, flushed face.

“I uh… Well.”

“Don’t go shy on me now, Justus. Use your words. Tell me what you like.” I shove my pants down just enough to free my stiffening cock.

“I like to rub my thumb over your tip, but…like…over the top of the…extra part, so it slides around.”

“Mmm, yeah.”

“Are you…doing that?”

“Hell yeah, I am.” I lick my lips and slide my grip toward the crown, so my thumb has room to maneuver. “Tell me why you like that.”

“I guess… I mean, it’s sort of silky so it’s easy to move.”

“You like the way it looks too, don’t you?” I circle my tip. “That’s why you’re sometimes torn between looking at my eyes and looking at my cock.”

He gasps. “You noticed that?”

“Of course, I noticed. It’s hot as fuck that you’re tempted to look at my dick and trying so hard not to.”

“It is?”

“Mhm. But tell me, why do you think it’s hot?”

“Um, I sort of like watching the tip of your cock peek out from its little hood.”

“It’s calledforeskin.” I bite back a moan as I tease that sliver of skin over my slit. “If you can say cock, you can say that.”

“I’m not afraid to say it, I’m just describing what it looks liketo me.”

“Okay, so, you like when my cock comes out of hiding?” I wrap my shaft in my fist and give it a firm tug, pulling the foreskin down to reveal my crown.

“I do.”

“I’m pulling it back now, just for you.”

“Oh.” His breathing sounds somewhat stilted.

“Are you touching yourself for me, Justus?”

“Yes.” His voice sounds sort of breathy and dreamy.

“Good. Work it nice and slow. Long, firm strokes.”

“Is that what you’re doing?”

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