Page 23 of Floored By Love

“Oh yeah, stroke it for me.”

What the fuck…is he watching porn?

As I came around the wall about to tease him, several things happened at once.

“Jesus!” Colton yelped and dropped his phone.

I said, “Oh shit, sorry!” and turned away.

And Colton tried and failed to cover up the dick he had just been jacking.

I heard a voice calling Colton’s name repeatedly and realized he had been on a video call.

“I’m sorry, Colton. I’m sorry. I’m sorry,” I kept repeating as I tried to back away with my eyes covered. “Ouch.”

“I’m covered, Cam. You can look where you’re going now.”

I uncovered my eyes just as Colton leaned off the bed to grab his phone, the top of his butt peeking out from under the covers. Colton’s body certainly didn’t help me think any straighter. I don’t know why, but I continued to stand there, waiting to be dismissed or something.

“Yeah, hi. Sorry about that. Uh, Cam walked by to use the bathroom, and he...saw stuff.” Colton ran his fingers through his hair and fidgeted with the sheet. I couldn’t make out what I’m assuming Zephyrus was saying, but then Colton said, “He knows not to say anything. We can try again another night, darlin’. As long as you’re thinkin’ of me when you finish. I’ll text you later. Bye.”

I didn’t see it coming, but a pillow hit me in the face. “You had to pick that moment.”

“How’s Zephyrus? I...take it things are going well.”

“Yeah. Looks like you enjoyed it, too,” Colton said, shooting daggers at my crotch.

Fuck. I scooped my hand into my shorts and arranged my dick, trapping it in the waistband, so it wasn’t bulging out through the skimpy material. I hadn’t even noticed it getting hard.

“That was our first time trying that.”

I made my way over to the corner of his bed and sat down. “Sorry, Colton. I couldn’t sleep and then I saw your light was on. I thought you were watching a movie.”

“Well, it could’ve been a sequel to Anaconda...if you know what I mean.”

“You don’t have to spell it out for me, Colton. I get it.”

“Hell, Cam. I thought you were big.”

My face turned beet red. We hadn’t even alluded to our jack-off session from years ago ever, so for him to spring it on me and basically admit that he memorized what it looked like...I wasn’t going to soften any time soon. He knew me too well, though.

“Sorry, Cam. Didn’t mean to embarrass you. I know we’re just friends. We both have dicks. No reason we can’t talk about them. And now I’m rambling like you do when you’re nervous. Shit, why am I nervous. I-”

“It’s okay, Colton. I was just surprised you remembered is all.”

“Oh Cam,” Colton tilted his head. “If Zeph hadn’t come along, I would’ve easily kept trying to weasel my way into your heart. Or at least, your bed.” He chuckled. “It’s even worse because you don’t know how damn cute you actually are.”

“Colton, I-”

“You don’t need to say anything. Seeing you here with Luke, it’s clear. You’re still smitten. And I think he is too. He’s the only one that’s gonna take care of that monster,” he said, gesturing to what I was still desperately willing to soften.

Funny thing, though. Your ultra-hot bestie talking about one’s prodigious prick does not have a deflating effect.

“You need to deal with that?” he asked.

Ugh. “Yeeeah.”

“Well, you take the bathroom and I’ll stay here and I’ll let you know when you can come out and it won’t be weird at all. No, sir.”