Series: Peach State Stepbros Series by Riley Hart
Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 78418 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 392(@200wpm)___ 314(@250wpm)___ 261(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78418 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 392(@200wpm)___ 314(@250wpm)___ 261(@300wpm)
Ash cocks a brow.
“What?”
“You’re taking this seriously.”
“When do I not take important things seriously?”
“Good point.”
Ash grabs the lube while we get everything set up. He turns on the camera, and we find a spot where my chair won’t be on-screen but I’m close enough to get the full picture about everything.
Ash sits down so his torso is all that’s showing.
“You can’t see your cock,” I tell him.
“I know. I’ll show it.” Ash chuckles. “I usually start this with my pants on. You seemed eager for me to get them off, so I went with it.”
“I wasn’t eager.”
“I seem to remember a very pointed get those pants off.”
Why does he have to remember everything I say? “Again, just trying to be helpful.”
“I can’t believe we’re doing this.”
I don’t reply because really, I’m not even sure how to.
Ash logs in to his account—fratwiz20. It’s such an Ash name.
He plucks at his nipples the way I do to myself, while watching the online room, waiting for people to show up. My gaze darts back and forth between him and the screen, and I see the changes in him—how his teeth dig into his bottom lip as he waits, the way his eyes won’t meet mine, staring at the computer, his thoughts on display for me in a way I don’t think they would be for anyone else.
Holy shit. Ash is afraid no one will show up.
My fingers twitch to reach for him. I try to find the words to tell him he’s fucking hot, and people will show up, and fuck them if they don’t, but then the first name pops onto the screen, quickly followed by another and another.
BiGuyFker: fuk yea. Ur back.
UzeMyHole33: Cant wait to see you shooooot.
CockChaser86: would do anything to taste your load.
Okay, come on strong much? Simmer down there, guys. It’s on the tip of my tongue to tell them that’s my brother they’re talking about, but then my gaze snags on Ash, on the sparkle of gold in his intense gaze. His teeth no longer biting into his lip, his skin flushed with desire as the compliments roll in.
He likes this. He fucking loves it.
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. I can’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 I know 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.