Chapter 5 #2
They needed to be quiet. None of the other guys would react well to catching them, Reece was sure. And even if they didn’t, Reece wasn’t ready for anyone else to find out about this. Not yet.
And yet… just the thought of being caught with his dick in Lance’s mouth almost brought Reece to the edge.
“L-Lance,” Reece gasped.
Holy shit, how was it possible to get so close so fast? Again!?
Luckily, Lance knew exactly what Reece’s problem was. He guided Reece down, dick slipping out of Lance’s mouth and leaving a wet trail along his shirt.
“Fuuuck that’s so hot,” Lance said.
Reece shivered in Lance’s lap, thighs shaking as Lance lowered him further. Until-
“Kiss me,” Lance said.
Unthinkingly, Reece did. At the same time, something much bigger and much thicker than a finger breached his hole.
“Ah!” Reece cried, the noise muffled by Lance’s mouth.
Lance gripped the back of Reece’s neck, keeping their lips firmly pressed together in a searing kiss. The other guided his cock into Reece’s hole.
He’d read about the stretch being painful - had been prepared for it. It was part of the reason he’d held off experimenting for so long.
But this didn’t hurt. Sure, it was uncomfortable at first. But the more his body adjusted, the more he wanted to bounce on Lance’s cock with abandon.
Lance’s cock was a spark, and it was setting Reece’s body alight.
“Take your time,” Lance said against Reece’s lips. “Take it as slow as you need.”
The strain in his voice was obvious. It made Reece want to slow down and drag this out. But his thighs weren’t up to the challenge. They weren’t used to holding a pose like this. His squats at the gym had neglected these muscles. They burned with effort until-
Reece grunted, his legs giving out from under him, spearing himself on the last inches of Lance’s cock.
“Or not,” Lance laughed quietly. “Just take all of my cock in one go. You that hungry for it, Babe?”
“Shut up,” Reece said between breaths.
Lance took two big handfuls of Reece’s ass, kneading them like he had before.
The absence of Lance’s hand on his neck almost made Reece ask for it back.
“I can’t wait to fuck this ass. Going to pound it so hard. Fits perfectly in my hands.”
Lance encouraged Reece to ride him, using his firm grip on Reece’s ass.
It made Reece realize something.
In this context, Lance was right about Reece’s ass.
It felt… good!? Having Lance use Reece’s ass as handles to grip and control Reece’s movements.
Reece’s thighs still burned, but it was worth it. To rise up a few inches and then release and be filled was unlike anything he’d ever felt before.
He could get addicted to this.
“We left my followers hard and waiting. We gonna give them what they want?”
“I want to see it too,” Reece said, still riding Lance’s cock, unable to stop himself now that he’d started.
“Yeah you do.”
Lance slapped Reece’s ass, and then they both froze.
“Dude,” Reece hissed, his ass stinging.
They stayed there, listening intently for anyone coming to investigate.
Was Lance’s cock pulsing? They could do that? Did that mean Lance was turned on by the threat of being caught?
Not that Reece was in any position to judge. His dick was leaving a wet spot on Lance’s shirt.
Nothing. They were still in the clear. Good. Reece didn’t know how he’d explain himself to someone like Brooks.
“Gotta be quiet,” Lance said, as if he wasn’t the reason for all the noise. “Hands and knees.”
“How?”
Reece was in no position to move! His pants were tangled around his ankles, and his knees were around Lance’s waist. How was he supposed to get up?
“Oh. Right.”
Fingers digging into Reece’s ass, Lance helped Reece off his dick.
They both let out twin sighs of disappointment when Lance slid out of Reece’s ass.
Lance slid out from under Reece, leaving Reece with his dick out and hands pressed against the glass.
“C’mere,” Lance said, pulling Reece backwards.
Knees together, hands on the ground, this was much more comfortable.
“Hitting play,” Lance said.
That was the only warning Reece was given before Lance’s cock slid back inside him.
“Fuck that’s so easy,” Lance said. He had no shame in talking to his followers.
Oh God. Reece’s ass being fucked was about to be immortalized in Lance’s feed.
But Lance wasn’t wrong. Was an ass supposed to take a dick that big so easily?
“Moment of truth,” Lance said. “Does this ass look better taking my cock?”
The first thrust almost punched the air out of Reece’s lungs.
The next dropped him to his elbows, biting his forearm to keep quiet.
“Fuck yeah, present that ass for me.”
After the third thrust, Lance fell into a rhythm. Slowly going faster and faster as Reece’s ass proved it could take it.
“Look at that ass.”
It was said with such awe that Reece broke out into goosebumps.
“The perfect ass to dump my load. Gonna fill it right up. Leave him begging for me. You all want to see this ass take it again? Vote for what I do next to this virgin ass.”
As Lance spoke, his thrusts got harder and harder.
His heart was beating so loud in his ears, he didn’t know if they were being quiet enough. Not that it mattered. Reece was past the point of caring.
If Brooks or Corey stumbled on them like this… Reece might just come on the spot.
He could picture it now. The two of them crying out in shock. Turning away, unable to handle seeing a man getting fucked.
Then pausing.
Turning back.
Taking their dicks out. Stroking themselves. Standing behind Lance and admiring Reece’s ass.
Reece cried out - far too loud.
Where the fuck had those thoughts come from!? Corey and Brooks were straight. They would never!
“Quiet!”
Lance threw his phone down with a clatter. Wrapped an arm around Reece’s chest - and pulled.
Next thing Reece knew, he was being crowded against the glass, Lance at his back and cock still firmly in Reece’s ass.
More importantly - Lance’s hand firmly held Reece’s mouth shut.
“You like that? The idea of them voting on what I do to you next?” Lance said, other hand at Reece’s waist and fucking Reece hard. “Or was my cock too much for you?”
The new angle did nothing to help Reece stay quiet. The pressure from Lance’s hand was all that stood between them and discovery.
“Too bad my profile is for fun only. There’s good money in gay on straight fucks. Especially if it’s the straight taking cock.”
Reece couldn’t take it anymore. He knew it meant he might come first, but he couldn’t ignore his dick any longer. His palm was soon slick with precum, flying along his shaft as he stroked.
“Oh yeah Babe, stroke that cock, show me how badly you want to come.”
Reece’s other hand slid against the glass, the heat from their bodies fogging it up. He didn’t stop stroking, even as the pressure from Lance’s hand forced Reece’s head back against Lance’s shoulder.
His moans muffled, his back arched like a bow, ankles tangled in his pants, Reece could do nothing but brace himself and take Lance’s cock. Each thrust hitting a place deep inside him that made every part of him want to shake apart.
“Gonna fuck you again,” Lance whispered. “And again and again. You’re gonna be the new star of my channel. Fuck this is so hot. I can’t believe you’ve been holding out on me all this time.”
Reece whined against Lance’s palm.
It had been for a good reason! Or it had felt like a good reason at the time. Now he didn’t know. He didn’t know anything.
Could they do this every day and stay friends? Was that a thing?
“You like that? Nothing will change between us. I promise. You’ll just get some added benefits of being my friend.
I’ll suck your dick anytime. Just let me have a taste of your ass again.
And again. Fuck it’s so good. It’s like your ass was made for me.
I didn’t know that was possible. Fuck Reece, please, say yes. Say I can fuck this perfect ass again.”
Reece made an affirmative noise.
“Fuck yeah. Fuck Reece. You gonna come? Come on, Babe, let me feel it.”
There was a noise in the distance.
Followed by a voice.
“Reece! Where are you? Did you see how much it snowed?”
“I heard something over here.”
Corey. And Brooks. Oh God. Oh fuck. He was gonna come- They were going to catch them in the act- He was gonna-
“Fuck yeah, fuck yeah Babe. Fuuck!” Lance groaned quietly against Reece’s ear.
Reece’s stroked his cock furiously and then- exploded. Cum hitting the glass like a shot from a cannon.
Lance grunted, gripping Reece tightly, burying his cock as deep as it would go and holding it there.
Reece shivered, not from the cold, but from the force of it all.
Shivering in Lance’s arms. Moaning against Lance’s palm. Rocking against Lance’s cock as much as he was allowed. Air whistling through his nose.
Lance breathed deep, then trailed kisses up Reece’s sweaty neck.
“Best. Fuck buddy. Ever.”
Reece tapped Lance’s wrist; he needed to breathe.
“Sorry.” Lance sighed. The happiest Reece had ever heard him. Even in the more intense videos he’d uploaded of him coming.
“That’s the happiest I’ve ever heard you after blowing your load.”
“Hmm, for my straight friend, you sure know a lot about what I sound like when I come. Just how long have you been watching me for?”
“Uh… a while?” Reece said, a little sheepish.
“Why didn’t you say anything?”
Lance sat back on his heels, bringing Reece with him, keeping his dick firmly inserted.
Wow Reece had left a lot of cum on the glass. And as it cooled, it stayed in place.
“I don’t know. I was…”
“There you two are!” Corey called from down the aisle of books.
Lance gripped Reece hard, not letting him run off to escape.
It was too late anyway. They were caught.