Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 78007 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78007 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
“Of course I liked her.” Hadn’t I? I had to like her. Why would I spend two years with her if I didn’t? But I’d stopped liking her way before she’d broken up with me, and I’d just…kept dating her, even though she often made me feel bad about myself. Perry doesn’t ever make me feel bad. He makes me feel good—better than good.
I smile.
“Oh God. Whoever she is, he’s got it bad.” Casey walks over and pats my shoulder.
“I do not,” I grumble.
I won’t get a crush on Perry. I won’t.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Perry
Sooooooo??? How did you do on your test?
I’ve been thinking about it all day, my stomach in knots as if I were the one taking the damn assessment. But I know how hard Theo studied, and I know how important it is for him to do well. It’s unfathomable to me that he lacks self-esteem, that he doesn’t see how hot he is or that he feels like he’s stupid, when he’s very fucking hot and very fucking not stupid.
I’ve decided that along with all the friend sex we’re going to be having, I’ll also help him build his confidence, but in a way where he remains Adorable Theo.
I shift on the couch, my laptop on my thighs as I stare at my phone, waiting for Theo’s reply. I haven’t seen him since the night he slept over. It’s only been a few days, and we’ve been texting like crazy the whole time. It doesn’t feel like the awkward messaging we shared after he wanted to kiss me at Shenanigans. It’s the typical Theo-Perry chatter, and wow, we totally have a typical us, which is weird and new and confusing.
Puppy: Just got out of class and was about to text you! I got a C!
Damn it. I hoped for better. I’m just typing out that we’ll do better next time, when another message comes through.
Puppy: A high C! I’m stoked!
Backspace, backspace, backspace. Relief floods me that I didn’t send the I’m-sorry message. If he’s happy with a high C, then I’m happy too.
Me: That’s fucking awesome. We need to celebrate… Blowjob celebration? I’m kicking myself that I didn’t suck you off the last time we were together.
Puppy: Yes. That. Please do that. And you’re literally going to get me hard while I’m walking across the quad.
Me: Let me see?
I set my laptop beside me on the cushion and adjust myself. Ty’s at school, and Brax is at work, so I’m at the house by myself.
Puppy: Wait…what? You want to see my dick?
Me: Of course I want to see your dick. Why wouldn’t I? If you can find a private place to show me. I’ll go first if you want.
Blood rushes to my groin at the thought, my cock filling, growing.
Puppy: Of course I want to see your dick too. You go first.
I pull my track pants and underwear down. I’m not at full mast, but my dick does still look great, if I do say so myself.
I open the camera app, hold the base of my erection, and snap a photo. Not happy with how it came out, I stroke myself a couple of times, play with my balls, picture Theo blushing when he sees it and what it will feel like when I’m on my knees for him, and poof, one fully erect cock coming his way.
After snapping another photo, I text it to him, then tug my clothes up. Here I go, giving myself blue balls again for my cute little puppy.
Puppy: Holy shit…damn. That’s so hot. Why are dicks so hot?
I chuckle. I’m not sure there is anyone in the world who makes me laugh the way Theo does.
Me: One of life’s great mysteries. Do I get to see yours too? It’s okay if you’re not comfortable.
Puppy: Give me a minute. I’m going into the bathroom.
I wait, rub myself through my clothes, watching my phone with bated breath as though I’ve never seen the dick in question or gotten a photo of a cock in my whole life.
Luckily, I don’t have to wait long before a photo pops up on the screen.
He’s in a stall, pants down mid-thigh, heavy balls filled with cum, the red head of his erection leaking as his cock points up, looking painfully hard.
Me: Fuuuuuuck. You have such a pretty cock, Puppy. I can’t wait to suck it for you. Can’t wait to empty those big, full balls right down my throat.
Puppy: Dying. Dead. You can’t say things like that when I have another class to go to. I thought you were my friend?
Grinning, I reply: I’m the best friend ever. I’ll blow you. It doesn’t get better than that.
Puppy: I gotta go. I really don’t want to, but I can’t be late. We’ll do that celebrating soon?
Me: Yep. And we’ll also do some studying. Next time we’re getting a B on your test!