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My hands are shaking. I’m shaking. Looking down at his dark head, I find myself lifting a hand to touch his wild spikes. Not stiff with gel as I expected, but soft. My fingers burrow in his hair, and I tug lightly, pulling his head back.
He looks up at me and swallows hard, his neck arched.
Bared.
A sudden urge to bite down and suck on it hits me out of nowhere, and my insides tighten. My dick stirs, starting to harden.
I jerk away from him, wipe my hands on my pants. “Fuck.”
“Yeah.” He leans back, bracing his hands on the mattress, and looks at me, a long, steady stare, out of place on someone half-drunk who’s just gotten a hit to the head. “What do you want, J?”
“I don’t like guys,” I blurt out, although my dick is fully hard now, painfully trapped behind my zipper. “Okay? I don’t.”
“Got it.” Lazily he reaches down and rubs his hand over his crotch. “It’s okay. I also happen to like chicks more. They’re so soft and warm.”
Oh my fuck, he’s hardening, too, and the bolt of heat to my cock is scorching.
Then his words sink in. “What do you mean, you like chicks more?”
He’s still stroking himself through his black jeans, eyes hooded. Waiting for me to figure it out.
“You’re bisexual,” I say slowly, breathing out, my mind a jumble. “You never said anything.”
He shoots me a defiant glare, cupping his hard-on, his cheekbones coloring. “You’re not exactly open to the idea of men together.”
“The hell. I’ve got nothing against it.”
He looks away, lips pressing together, brows knitting. He’s angry, but I have no fucking clue what he’s thinking.
My own thoughts are a mess. Does that mean he wants me? And what am I gonna do with that?
“It doesn’t matter to me,” I try again. “If you like guys. But I don’t.”
“I know. You want Candy.”
“Yeah.”
“So call her. Invite her over.”
I blink. “What?”
“Invite her over.”
He’s giving me whiplash. “The hell I will. I told you I can’t.” I push my hair out of my eyes, frustrated. “Can’t get off.”
“You did the other night, with me. Watching that video. Watching as that guy fucked the girl so hard, and we jacked off together.”
His naked body arching beside me, his hand a blur over his cock. His other hand reaching for my hard-on—
Gritting my teeth, I push down on my over-excited cock. I’m so hard it fucking hurts. “Stop.”
“You asked for my help. Let me help.” He sits up, the ink rippling on his chest and arms. “Don’t you see? You like to watch. To direct.”
“Yeah.” My dick gives an appreciative twitch at the thought. “But what—?”
“Imagine that you’re directing me. And her. Fuck, imagine that, J… Tell me what to do.”
Ah hell. I watch helplessly as he reaches into his pants and pulls out his hard cock, as he squeezes it, as his tongue peeks out between his lips.
