Page 30 of The Step Don't
He likes this. He fuckinglovesit.
Why does that knowledge make my dick twitch? And maybe even makes me tingly in a way that’s more than just being turned on?
UzeMyHole33: show us ur dick.
Ash’s smile grows. His hands run down his muscular chest, to his dick that’s already hard as fucking stone, then back up again to his chest, clearly playing with the viewers.
BiGuyFker: Dont tease us.
CockChaser86: want to see you jerk it.
cumGuzzzl3r: Ur here to get us off not tease us.
Again, I want to tell that motherfucker to fuck off too, but I’m not here to worry about him. I’m here for Ash…whose cheeks pinken more as they continue to pay him attention and talk at him like he’s just there for them to use.
He stands up, a bead of precum at his tip, the sight of it making my cock throb. He plays with his balls, keeps teasing them, and I hear the sound of tokens coming through, but I can’t pay any attention to them anymore. Ash has me in a trance, flicking his nips with one hand and massaging his nuts with the other.
He pumps lube into his hand, wraps it around his cock, and for the first time, his gaze flicks to me as he strokes. I swear I fucking see the pulse throb in his neck, see him light up with how much this does it for him. Ican’t deny that it’s doing something to me too, the tornado in my head gaining strength. If I pushed my hand down my pants, it would probably take one stroke for me to bust a nut, because seeing Ash enjoy something this much, seeing how it makes him fucking glow and fills him up in this way I’ve never seen, is sexier than I expected. But more than that, it makes me feel good. Seeing Ash happy has always made me feel good, but now it’s entwined with this unfamiliar desire that’s confusing the fuck out of me.
His gaze flicks back to the computer, and mine does too.
CockChaser86: want to bury my face in ur balls.
cumGuzzzl3r: Hope ur load is even bigger than last time.
Ash jerks himself harder, faster. The muscles in his chest and arm tighten when he does. I press my palm to my dick, massaging it through my track pants, needing release something fierce.
When Ash glances my way again, pupils wide, mouth parted slightly, and looking like he feels like he could fly, I can’t stop myself from pushing my hand beneath my waistband, my underwear too. I’m slick with precum, body pulsing with the need to come.
Ash nods at me, which is all the confirmation I need. I shove my pants down, pull myself out, spit in my hand, and jerk off with him. Why does seeing him like this go to my head? Does things for me nothing ever has? All Iknow is I’ve always been Ash’s person. I make him smile like no one else does, make him laugh, make him feel good, and while I don’t begrudge him getting it from this site…I want to make him feel this good too.
His body tightens, and I know he’s close, know he’s going to give all these people the load they’re looking for, and I can’t help wondering how it will compare to the one I’ve seen him shoot. My thighs begin to shake, my vision blurs slightly as my balls draw up, and as embarrassing as it is to come this early, I can’t stop myself from falling over the edge.
I shoot stripes of cum up my chest, empty my balls in front of him for the first time in years. Slick cum slides down my cock as I keep stroking myself through it, spurt again as I begin to come back to earth.
Ash groans. I lean forward…close…making sure I’m not on camera but needing to see. He looks at me, at the screen, then back to me. They’re telling him how hot he is and how much that turns them on, but for whatever reason, Ash glances at me too.
His balls draw up, arm muscles taut when the first pulse of his cum jets out of him, hitting his chest and stomach. His cock jerks again and again, cum all over his hand and cock, running down his stomach in what is definitely an impressive fucking load.
BiGuyFker: Fck yes.
CockChaser86: So hot.
cumGuzzzl3r: eat it.
Ash grins and uses his other hand to end the feed. The second it’s turned off, he looks away, his spine not as straight as it was before. He grabs his shirt and begins wiping himself off. “That wasn’t in the plan.”
He’s trying to sound light, but I know him too well for that. He’s unsure what I think. Getting off is one thing, but that doesn’t mean I understand him. Ash needs that as much as I do.
“You’re beautiful when you do that.”
His head snaps my way. “What?”
“I don’t know why I said it like that. I meant, it clearly turns you on. It does something for you up here.” I almost tap my temple but then remember I have jizz on my fingers. Ash chuckles as I bend down and pick up my shirt. “I like seeing you that way.”
“You like seeing me jerk off?”
“I like seeing how it makes you feel.” Which I strangely get off on. I’ve always known I like seeing Ash happy, but it’s never gotten me off before. Huh. Interesting. “I wouldn’t mind doing it again.”