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)
Not that they’re terrible people, but the scandal wasn’t great for two middle schoolers who had enough to deal with.
So when we said “don’t keep secrets,” we weren’t talking about what we did in private. We didn’t chat about intimate details after we became sexually active with our girlfriends.
Colin doesn’t want to hear about my sex life. Hell, he can barely tolerate Brenner flirting with me. And I’m sure the only reason he was cool with me crushing on Troy was because he knew his bestie wasn’t into me.
No, what I’m about to do isn’t something he would need to know about.
But then, why do I feel a pang of guilt?
I shake my head, pushing my worry aside the way I have the other times it’s come up. Then I pull up my account on the app, aptly named fratwiz20. I log in and adjust my camera to catch my body, keeping my face out of the shot and setting my glasses on the desktop.
Excitement pulses through me.
Of course, there are nerves too. What if no one comes into my live room?
But apparently, I’m not too nervous because I press the Go Live button and lean back in my chair so that my chest and abs are on full display.
My cheeks are warm.
This is so naughty. So dirty.
I wonder if I like it so much because no one would suspect I would be into something like this. Just innocent, nerd-boy extraordinaire with an impressive GPA, who happens to love equations and helping a bud out by tutoring him for an upcoming test.
A few moments pass, my nerves intensifying before the first couple of users enter my live room. Then a few more before the comments start.
feralmanho1e: saw this guy last time he was on. sexy bod.
th1rstyb0ywantzluv: LOVE tht chst.
sweetslibrarian78: im here for this.
I figure some of these might be from my new followers whom the app notified I was on. Pretty good for this only being my third time.
I fondle my chest and flex my arms for the camera. I wish this came more naturally for me. I’m sure a lot of the guys on here are sex studs who are so slick and suave. But I’m just starting out. Hopefully I’ll get better.
Get better? Am I already considering doing this more?
I run my finger around my nipple before trailing my hand down my abs, past my happy trail, playing around the fly of my jeans.
th1rstyb0ywantzluv: yesss…
As the number of viewers increases, a barrage of compliments eggs me on, so I stand up, positioning myself so I can remove my pants.
The token ticker increases as I’m lauded with more compliments.
But I’m not just gonna give them this dick.
No, they love the tease. And so do I.
I pull my pants down, kicking them off, so I’m just in my boxers. As I rub my crotch, my dick’s so fucking hard. Painfully hard, which is making the comments go wild as they beg and plead for more.
feralmanho1e: wait til u see the guys load.
Warmth radiates in my chest and cheeks. I love a compliment.
I tuck my boxers down, placing the waistband under my balls, revealing my cock for them.
noobPup85: Jerk it.
cumGuzzzl3r: jack it.
Live4theapplause: shut 4 us, fratwhiz!
After I remove my boxers the rest of the way, I sit in my chair, leaning back to display my naked body for them. I’m grinning ear to ear as I pump some lube, then take my cock in my hand and play with myself. As I stroke the shaft, I continue fondling my body.
feralmanho1e: Ur killing me!
sweetslibrarian78: *heart emoji*
It’s hard for me to pin down why I enjoy this so much. There’s something about it being naughty. About them being willing to pay and beg me for this. About getting myself off.
But mostly, the praise and attention. Not of my brains. Of my body. I just want to be an object. Their worshipped object.
It feels so good to have all these eyes on me, of people wanting to see me pleasure myself fully. And I want to give it to them.
As I jerk myself, I play with my chest with my free hand, massaging my pec, stressing the form in my bicep for them—they fucking love that shit. I leave my mouth hanging open just enough so it’s in the frame.
They’re begging for me to come, and I’m ready to give it to them, when I think of my texts with Colin. “We can bang later.”
I smirk at the ridiculous thought and his comment today—“You know you have pretty lips”—but then suddenly there’s this jolt rocking my entire fucking body before I’m shooting all over my abs and even up to my chest.
It doesn’t stop—I keep dumping my load across myself, a thick, juicy mess. It glides down my body, streaming through the grooves in my muscles.