Beside me, Simeon inhaled sharply.
“My dick making you uncomfortable?” I asked hoarsely. “Sorry not sorry. Watching someone get used has a way of getting to me.”
“Uncomfortable is a word for it.” Simeon squeezed my shoulder in a light massage. “You can take it out, you know. Won’t be the first time I’ve seen your piece.”
I glanced at him once and found dilated hazel eyes and parted lips centimeters from me. His eyebrow lifted in a challenge, and damned if I didn’t take that as my cue. Leering back at him, I yanked the elastic of my waistband down and pulled out my dick.
“Nice.”
I shuddered and rolled my head back to watch the projection. The blond was gripping the back of Simeon’s head but not moving. He just stood there passively with his eyes rolled back.
“I’d have fucked your mouth so hard,” I breathed. “Watched those pretty lips stretch around my cock while you took it. Made you fucking gag.”
“I don’t gag.”
“Then you must not fuck around with people who will ride your face, baby. I’d make you choke.”
Simeon grabbed the side of my face and jerked it around. He looked me over intently, face flushed and eyes still wild.
“Wanna try me?”
Three words, and I almost came. My whole body jackknifed up, dampness pooling at my slit.
“You know I’m not gonna back down.”
Simeon’s fingers tightened on my face, gripping so tight I’d probably have bruises the size of his fingerprints tomorrow, before pulling away. The video was still going, but watching him suck someone else held no appeal when his lean, muscular body was kneeling between my thighs. His hands were yanking down my sweats, and he was licking his lips in preparation for me.
He glanced at me again, a flash of indecision shining through the lust.
“Suck it,” I whispered. “Show me what you got.”
I flexed my hips up, pressing the tip of my cock against his wide, soft mouth. Again, he hesitated and just stared at me with narrowed, untrusting eyes. Was he going to leave me hanging? If I went by the hardness straining in his own shorts, I knew he wanted it. Wanted me.
“Come on, Simeon. Don’t get scared—”
The words died in my throat when he took me in, pressing forward so my meat could surge in deep and lodge down his throat. He opened wide to accommodate me and hummed around my length. No gagging. Not yet, anyway. I cradled the back of his head to help it along. With both hands splayed and sliding through his curly hair, I guided him forward while humping his face. He sucked with thirst, eyes closed and mouth working as the wet sounds of his lips smacking and my dick plundering his wet throat filled the air.
I hunched forward, panting loud enough to drown out the video, and surged down his throat faster and with more force. And bless my dude, he took it down. Even with his lips stretched wide and his nose buried in my pubic hair, he didn’t once panic or pull back for air.
“So good at taking that dick,” I muttered. “So fucking beautiful.”
Simeon glanced up at me, and I realized what I’d just said. What the hell?
I snapped my hips hard. He gagged and backed off with watering eyes. That should have been it, right? He’d lost the game. That was a wrap. I should have been laughing and jerking myself off the rest of the way or something, right? That was how this went in other universes where straight dudes let their gay friends suck them off as a challenge?
But it didn’t happen here.
I guided him closer and nearly convulsed when he wrapped his big hand around my shaft. He jerked it while suckling the head and, just like in the video, he wound up with his lips and hands smeared with precum and saliva.
“Come on, baby. Faster.” I gripped his jaw as he complied. My dick swelled larger and an unmistakable ache started in my balls and spread. “Yeah, just like that. Suck that dick, Simeon.”
He opened his eyes again and looked up at me while I fucked his mouth with increasing urgency.
“Oh fuck.”
He yanked me closer, moving faster.
“Oh shit, oh fuck, Simeon—”
My brain went on the fritz as my dick released stream after stream of semen into his waiting mouth. I wanted to keep watching as he swallowed it down, but my eyes rolled back. I shuddered.
There were a dozen witty statements trying to gather their forces and march to the forefront of my brain, but I couldn’t get it together enough to crack a joke. Or absorb what had just happened. I lay there in a daze until Simeon sat up and brushed his lips to mine.
I froze. For just a second, I felt those velvet lips and tasted the heady combination of his saliva and my semen. And for half a second, I felt his tongue against mine.