Everyone is over the age of 18
Part 1 | Continued directly from the previous part
“My dad. Did he text back?” Wyatt asks as he reaches for his phone on the table.
Fuck if I know. All I'm worried about is if I closed the twitter app before I put his phone back down. I'm fairly sure I did, but I put it down so quickly now I'm not totally sure.
SirCumsalot458
With a user handle like that, he's gotta be at least considering putting some homemade porn out there. If there isn't some up there already…
I watch his face carefully as he looks at his phone. Nothing seemed out of place as he glanced at it briefly and then put it away in his pocket.
“Well? You ready for the second one?”
I’m ready to see what you're hiding in that anonymous Twitter profile.
He's talking about the Star Wars movie marathon that we started of course. There's no way I can gracefully bow out of this, so I just nod and accept it. We watch the movies till it gets too late and we end up falling asleep. Half way through the night, I wake up to the ending credits of yet another movie and make my way to my bedroom.
“You gotta blanket?” Wyatt mumbles when he's woken by my footsteps. “It's cold as a motherfucker…”
“Mm,” I grunt sleepily and reach into my closet to find something for him and throw it in the general dark area where he is. I was out as soon as my head hit the pillow.
I'm pretty sure my boner woke me up. Or the thought of Wyatt’s juices leaking out in a steady flow from my puckering hole after a thorough breeding session.
Or the thought of how he would slide his cock back into my messy hole to dump another load in.
Or the thought of how I would choke on his massive load and he'd scoop up the overflow of his juices from my chin with his dickhead and push it back into my mouth.
I stretch in my bed, enjoying the sensations of my horny crotch on fire.
Of course I haven't forgotten about his Twitter. I blink the sleep away and try to get my eyes to focus in the light quickly. Then I grab my phone to search up his profile.
It's public. I flip to my stomach and hump the bed to answer my throbbing dick’s demands as I click to see his posts.
There's only one, but I'm not so disappointed because it's a video. I connect my earbuds quickly and play the video.
The video is cropped at his jawline, but it's enough for me to know that it really is him. Placed at the passenger seat, the phone captures a low angle of him in the driver's seat. From the view outside the window, it looks like it was taken in the summer in some kind of park. He's fully clothed, with just his cock and balls pulled out from the leg hole of his shorts. His balls get pulled up with every pump, and with the closer look, they definitely look heavy with juice.
His quick stroke makes me think this is the end of a much longer video and so I hump the bed methodically, hoping to time my nut with his. If the account is titled “SirCumsalot458”, then I think I know what's about to happen next.
He bites his lip as his face turns towards his camera. I bet watching himself is getting him off. I bet he’s hoping that this will be a decent cumshot to capture to share. His lips form a straight line as his stroke increases ever so lightly. I push my hips into the bed.
Here
It
Comes!
His mouth relaxes to an exhale as he spurts in every direction. I watch in amazement as his cum rains down from the heights it reached. It splatters in every direction, from the window to his sleeves, making light pitter pattering sounds as it lands close to the camera.
I rewind the video to the moment before he cums to edge to it again. His mouth forms the straight line again as he pumps, making his dick head a blur from his movements. I turn up the volume while I hump my mattress.
“Ah…” His exhale is loud in my ears. His cock explodes as his mouth relaxes.
plink plink plink. The sound of his cum dropping on the center console is amplified.
His body remains tense during his orgasm as he releases smaller and smaller amounts of juice. His juices soak into his black sleeves before he finishes squirting out minimally the rest of the fluid.
His chin tilts down and reveals a bit of his nose as he reduces his strokes to short vibrations near the head of his uncut cock. Some of the slime falls off his cock and on the hem of his shirt as he masturbates.
“Oh…” Another subtle exhale breathes into my ears. Then his head leans back on the headrest and I watch his prominent Adam's Apple move up and down as he swallows. The video cuts off there.
Does he eat it?
I scrub the end of the video like I'm hoping that that will bring me more content to no luck.
Fuck… that was hot. I save the video to my likes before I forget. Not wanting to finish in my underwear again, I get up to grab some paper from the kitchen. It's still early and the sky has just started to lighten up.
I see it before I get out my door. Wyatt is laying on the couch, jerking off in plain sight. I'm mostly looking at the top of his head so most of his face is hidden to me, but still his pale naked bottom half with his feet planted on the armrest of the couch is clear as day. He strokes lazily as he flips through video after video on his phone.
I'm going to see it in person. He's going to spray cum on my couch.
I guess this pair of underwear is doomed after all. I shove my hand in there hastily, and to my horror, hit the door handle with my arm. It rebounds, making a loud noise in the quiet dawn.
Quick as lightning, Wyatt throws the blanket I gave him over his bottom half and half sits up, turning his head to look directly at where the noise is coming from.
I snatched my hands out of my underwear and accidentally hit the back of my hand on the door, adding insult to injury.
My cheeks burn in embarrassment as we stare at each other.