Page 47 of The Step Don't
Thank God.
“Why didn’t I ever know what a little perv you are?” he asks as I grip his girth and give it a good pump. He growls through his teeth. “You tease. You know you have to leave soon.”
I pull my hand back up and lick my palm, sliding back under his sweatpants to wet his dick.
I lean close, inches from his lips. “You coming to see me at TaskFrat tonight?” I whisper.
“You know damn well I’m gonna be there.”
“Not just there…to seeme,” I clarify.
“Of course it’s to see you.”
Why does that feel so fucking good?
I reward his dick with another stroke, then glance at the door, listening, my senses ready to detect anyoneheading this way. I’m torn between the fear of getting caught and the excitement of what we’re getting away with. Why is this so electrifying?
I continue stroking him, and his eyes roll back like this is the best anyone’s ever jerked him.
“You like it too,” I say. “Knowing that someone could walk by at any minute and see your pervy bro jerking your fat cock?”
He knows I already know the answer to that, so he just rocks his hips.
“Or I could stop?”
“Don’t fucking stop, Ash.”
I snicker, enjoying this power I have over him.
Colin cups my ass cheek, gripping firmly.
At first when we were groping and fondling each other, he would go for my cock, maybe my side or the small of my back. Why’s he so interested in my ass today?
It brings forth fantasies I’ve had the past few days, since I learned what he could do to my fucking body.
A part of me is sure it’s my wish, not his. Another part of me knows in my goddamn soul it’s what he’s thinking right now. “You keep grabbing my ass today. You don’t just want to come in my hand, do you? You want to know what this tight hole feels like.”
How could I not think about what that cock would be like insideme? How he’d feel?
Fuck, if that’s how we felt just messing around, I know it’d be good.
How did we go from chill stepbros to me wanting to use him like a fuck machine?
“Yes,” Colin says. There’s a high to knowing, once again, that I’m fucking right about him.
“Would you be as good to my ass as you are my cock?”
“You know I would,” Colin says, and I hear it as a promise. “You know I’ll be the best you ever fucking had.”
I lean close to his ear and whisper, “You’re damn right. You said you love making me feel good. Fuck, you know how good that would make me feel? Do you want to hear me begging you to fuck me harder? You have any idea what it’d do to me if I came while your thick cock was slamming against my prostate?”
“Oh fuck, Ash.”
Acreakfrom a floorboard in the hall catches our attention, and I move like lightning, freeing his cock and rolling over on the bed.
Colin looks like he’s recovering from a tackle, eyes wandering like he doesn’t even know where he is, and I feel like I’ve just shaken out of a horny trance, this primal desire Colin’s unlocked in me.
Lance pops his head in. “Come the fuck on, Ash. We gotta get ready. We need to be out of here in tenminutes.”