“Get naked.”
Jeremy almost dropped the phone again as he kicked the duvet away and tore off his old T-shirt and PJs. He could have put the phone on speaker, but he liked the intimacy of Max’s voice right in his ear. Just for him.
But is he enjoying it too? Is he just being nice?
“I am now,” Jeremy said. “Are… Are you?”
“Hell yeah. Wanna see?”
“I…” He opened and closed his mouth. “You’re going to…”
“Want to see how hard my cock is for you?”
Jeremy could only gasp and grip the base of his shaft to stop from coming. “Yes.”
“Gimme a minute. Stop touching yourself.”
He whipped his hand back. “Are you sure you can’t see me?”
Max laughed. “I promise I can’t. But here. You can look at me.”
Jeremy lowered his phone and tapped the incoming text with a shaky finger. And then there it was, glowing in the darkness. Max’s cock in all its glory, the camera looking down at it. Cut. Long and rigid and curving a bit to the left. The head flushed. Max’s hand around the base, pubes trimmed. Dark hair dusted his thighs, looking black against his brown skin.
It took a minute for the murmuring noise to penetrate the rush of blood in Jeremy’s ears. He put the phone back to his ear. “I’m here! Sorry.”
“S’okay.” Max had a smile in his voice. “Baby’s first dick pic, huh? Whaddya think?”
“It’s amazing. You’re—” He had to clear his throat. “Your dick looks like…”
“Like what?” Max coaxed.
“I want to touch it. I wish you were here, but also I’m…”
“You’re nervous? That’s okay. Just touch yourself. That’s all you need to do. You’ve done that before, right?”
A burst of laughter cut through his nerves. “Are you kidding? A million times.”
“Me too. So what does yours look like?”
Jeremy had begun to stroke himself but froze up. “Um, I don’t want to. I mean, I know you sent me a pic, so I should send one back, but…”
“Shh. No. You’re good. I meant tell me what your junk looks like. I assume the curtains match the drapes?”
“Oh!” He relaxed back against his pillows. “Yeah. Red hair everywhere.”
“Mmm. Nice.”
Jeremy wasn’t so sure but wasn’t going to bring up the teasing he’d received in elementary school. “And I’m, uh, cut too. I’m not huge or anything, but decent, I guess.”
“I bet your dick is gorgeous. You’re touching it now?”
He stroked himself, rubbing the precum already leaking from the tip down over his shaft. “Yeah.”
“Where else do you touch yourself when you jerk off?”
Jeremy tensed again. “Um…”
“It’s okay. Do you want me to talk? I like talking, in case you haven’t noticed.”
He huffed out a laugh. “Yeah.”
“Get some lube,” Max ordered. “Put me on speaker so you can use both hands.”
He did, placing the phone on his pillow so Max’s voice was still a low command in his ear. He could tell Max was on speaker now too. Jeremy slicked his cock with the tube of lube he’d bought at Shoppers along with the unused condoms. He hadn’t been able to look the cashier in the eye even though she surely didn’t care. He ran a hand over his chest, teasing his nipples without even stopping to think about it.
“Spread your legs for me.”
Jeremy did, a moan the only noise he made. Words were suddenly too much. He couldn’t believe he was actually doing this, but it was too exciting to stop. He was alone and safe. Safe with Max.
“You ever fuck yourself with your fingers?”
He moaned again, thinking of his rimming fantasy. He’d experimentally squeezed a finger into his ass a few times, but it had hurt. He managed, “A little.”
“Mmm. Bet your ass is so tight. Your legs are open for me, right? Nice and slutty while you jerk off?”
“Yes,” he gasped. His legs were bent, his knees wide as he stroked himself.
“Fuck, I bet you look amazing. When you’re ready, I wanna see you like this. Wanna see you come. Are you close?”
“Yes.” Jeremy’s head was thrown back, his back and neck arched, his glasses crooked. He couldn’t imagine letting anyone see him like this. But he didn’t want to stop. Couldn’t. He wanted to come. Max’s voice in his ear had lust bursting through his veins, his whole body flushed hot as he strained.
“Reach down with your other hand and rub behind your balls. You know the spot?”
All it took was one firm stroke on his taint and Jeremy’s orgasm went off like a grenade. He shook and gasped and probably swore, not even sure of what he was saying as he came hard enough to see stars behind his eyelids. The pleasure burned so intensely his whole body jerked, and he painted his chest and belly with jizz.
He could barely breathe, Max’s urgent growl in his ear asking, “Fuck, are you covered in cum?”