Page 25 of Badd Ass

The still showed his face and part of his chest, and then when I touched the video to play it, the view panned down to show his big, hard cock with his fist around it, sliding slowly; he was still in his bedroom, laying on his bed. I heard a click off-camera, and then a small bottle of lube appeared and I watched him squirt a small amount onto his cock. His fist slid faster now, squelching wetly. Faster, faster, and I heard him gasping and groaning, and every now and again he’d pan up to look into the camera as I’d done before returning the camera to the action.

I’d just come, but watching his fist slide on his cock was turning me on more than ever. I put the vibrator inside myself again and started moving it in and out to the rhythm of Zane’s fist jacking himself.

Even watching him, I could tell when he was close. His abs flexed and his hips lifted, and his groans went guttural.

“Fuck, fuck. Mara, god,” he groaned, his voice low and rough. “Even now, all I can think about is—oh fucking hell, I’m so close—is the way your mouth felt on my cock. I wish it were you right now. Shit, oh shit, I’m—”

Thank god he kept the camera focused on his cock, because that moment when he came, was one of the hottest things I’d ever seen, hot enough to push me over the edge for the second time, searing pleasure shooting through me at the sight of Zane orgasming. His jerking strokes blurred and his hips flexed off the bed, and then he growled low in his throat as he came. Come spurted out of him in a white stream, splashing across his stomach and up onto chest. He kept jerking himself as another spurt left him to pool on his stomach, again and again.

I thought of what he’d said, how he wanted to come all over me, and in that moment, watching him jerk off onto himself, I could very easily imagine how it would feel to have his come on my flesh. I’d done a lot of things, but never that. I’d never let a guy demonstrate any kind of dominance over me, never done anything that smacked of me demeaning myself. But somehow, it felt like if I let Zane come on me, it wouldn’t be demeaning…it’d be hot. It’d be erotic as hell, and thrilling. Sexy. I’d lick it away and smear it all over myself and tease him with it, make him taste himself on my mouth.

Me:And I just came again watching you

Him:I watched your video like three times. You are so hot it’s ridiculous.

Me:You know what I think is hot?

Him:What?

Me:The thought of you doing that again, but on me.

Him:Onto you where?

Me:Anywhere? Everywhere?

Him:Paint you white with my sperm is what you’re saying?

Me:LOL exactly.

Him:I literally JUST came, and now I’m getting hard again thinking about you with my cum all over your tits.

Me:Hold that thought until tomorrow.

Him:Like I said, I can be there in six minutes.

Me:I really do need to sleep now. Plus I just came twice in ten minutes, so I’m all tuckered out now anyway.

I took a photo of myself pretending to sleep, twisted slightly to the side so my boobs looked good, the vibrator visible in the lower corner.

Him:Okay, okay. Till tomorrow then. Good night.

Him:By the way, I’m gonna save the video and photos, but I hope it goes without saying that I’m the only one who’ll ever see them.

Me:LOL here I was thinking I’d show Claire the dick pic, just so she’d believe me about how big your cock really is.

Me:Only kidding. Mostly.

Him:Do what you want with it, but just know I’m sure as hell not going to be sharing you with ANYONE.

Me:Claire and I actually do tend to overshare details with each other, but in this case I’m feeling a little possessive of my new toy. ;-)

Him:There was a guy in my unit that had this really hot GF who would send him nudes pretty regularly, and he’d pass them around. She knew, and was fine with it, but I always thought it was kinda weird. Like, if I were to ever have a hot GF sending me nudes, I sure AF wouldn’t be sharing them with my buddies.

Me:Yeah, see with Claire and I, we just share everything. I’d never show any of my other friends, but Claire is kind of like my sister, or an extension of myself. I wouldn’t pass it around for everyone to see. Claire is just…Claire, I guess. IDK.

Him:I know what you mean. That’s how I was with Campy. Super close. He showed me pix of his wife right after she gave birth to his son, and Campy was ridiculously private. Not many of the guys even knew Marco was married or that his wife was pregnant.

Me:Are you still close with him?