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Sneaking my fingers low, I rub the flat under Rowan’s scrotum. “Thought we were gonna watch the game film.”

“We are. I’m gonna make you watch the entire match while I play with your body.”

With my free hand, I flip my boner up under my waistband to keep from making a wet spot in my pants. “Do you have any idea how hard I was watching you play today?”

Moaning, Rowan shifts in his seat to give more clearance to where I really want to go. “I always know when you’re hard, baby.”

My fingertip finds the small pucker past his taint, and I rub it slowly until Rowan squirms and takes a hand off the wheel to grip the hard rod tenting his shorts.

Giving himself a few firm tugs, he tells me I better stop what I’m doing before he crashes and kills us both.

A couple more miles, and I’m back at that cute house on a quiet street, following Rowan through the garage and into his office-bedroom.

Rowan wasn’t joking when he said he would make me rewatch the entire match, and he wasn’t joking about what he’d be doing while I watch. He sets his laptop up on a short stack of textbooks propped on his desk chair and presses play on the game film while I'm lying bare ass naked on his narrow bed.

Lights dimmed, laptop sound up, AC humming, and Rowan stripping down to his birthday suit in front of me, I’mlulled into a hypnotic state with Rowan’s hard cock as the pendulum, swaying between his legs. Dude loves to talk about how much bigger my dick is, but it’s not all about inches, which he has plenty of. He’s thick as my wrist, veiny and drooling from a fat, purple head peaking out from his adorable foreskin. I grab his shaft and roll onto my side, feeding that plump head into my mouth.

“Ah, ah, ah,” he chides, pushing on my shoulder until I’m flat on my back again. “Eyes on the screen, and tell me what you see.”

He’s killing me. What sort of freak is Rowan to deny himself a blowjob just to tease me mercilessly? I’ll let him fuck my face if it means having his tangy jizz on my tongue.

“I see the sexiest dude I’ve ever laid eyes on whooping the Gators’ asses like it’s nothing. Now, come here.” I snatch his wrist and tug him on top of me.

Straddling my hips, he takes my face in his hands and leans down close enough for me to feel his breath against my lips. I part mine and prepare for his, but he cranks my head sideways and latches his mouth over my carotid. Sucking and gnawing at my flesh like a vampire trying to taste blood, but all my blood rushes to my raging cock. If he’s trying to mark me, I’m game. Let the other guys think I spent the night with a hotter girl than they could ever dream of snagging. Maybe then they’ll quit thinking I’m Rowan’s pet, even though that’s exactly what I want to be.

It’s scary actually, how desperately I want to belong to him. I never wanted to belong to Lese. Never wanted to belong to anyone before, except maybe Anthony, way back when, and in a much more innocent way.

Rowan nips at my neck and slurps up the saliva he leaves behind, then he tucks his mouth beside my ear and murmurs, “Tell me what you see.”

I swallow, forcing my eyes to refocus on the screen. “I see…that the opposing defense doesn’t know dick about defending against you.”

“Good boy.” Rowan shifts lower until his hot mouth hovers over my nipple. One featherlight kiss to the beaded nub has me dazed. “What else do you see?”

“Fucking…unnggh,” I moan as Rowan flickers his tongue over my nipple, something no one else has ever done before. “I see…Connor’s follow through is weak. He finds the shots, but fails to capitalize. He’s…nervous.”

“That’s it, baby. Tell me more.”

I keep my eyes glued to the screen, watching for any and all weaknesses to our lineup. Meanwhile, Rowan shifts so he’s lying halfway on top of me, one leg pressed between mine as he swirls his tongue across my nipple until I’m shivering from the sensitivity.

“I see…” I moan, eyelids fluttering. “I see Levi veering to the left side of the field too much. The Gators were on to him in the second half because of it.”

“That’s my good boy,” Rowan growls against my chest. He drags a fingertip along the underside of my cock from base to tip, stopping to massage my tiny slit and spread pre-cum around my crown.

“I’m gonna come,” I whimper, turning my gaze down to Rowan’s ministrations like I might catch myself spurting against either of our wills.

Immediately, Rowan pulls his hand away, leaving my cock to hop and throb and weep for attention. “Relax, baby boy. You’ll come when I let you.”

I groan from my trembling belly when Rowan mashes my balls up against my cock and grips both firmly. “Keep watching,” he says, “and tell me what you see.”

“I see you,” I whine, one hand fisted in the comforter below me and the other squeezing Rowan’s firm ass. “I see how fucking flawless you are.”

Looking into my eyes, Rowan quietly argues, “I’m not. If you watch closely, you’ll see that.”

“You move like an ice dancer. No one can touch you.”

He squeezes me harder, swelling my cock to an impossible thickness. “I only want you touching me.”

I gasp, body spasming as Rowan ducks down and takes me into his mouth. Deep. Chin on my balls and his nose in my pubic hair. I feel my tip hit the back of his throat, and I feel him gag around me.