Page 67 of Out on a Limb

Cameron realized just how exposed he was. He pulled the blanket over himself.

“Are you sore from last night?” Walker asked.

“No.” Cameron laughed at the odd question. “Are you?”

He rubbed his lower back.

“Out of practice?”

Walker arched a sleepy eyebrow. “No comment.”

He curled his arms back around Cameron and kissed his neck. His chest hair brushed against Cameron’s skin. Even his morning breath found a way to be sexy.

“I’ll remember to stretch next time,” Walker said. He read his expression, which apparently wasn’t good. “What is it?”

“Before I attacked you last night, you said that we should stop. Do you still mean it?”

Walker pulled Cameron into a deep kiss, but that wasn’t answer enough.

“I’m graduating soon. I’m moving to Los Angeles.”

“I know. But that isn’t for a few months. We have time.”

“Not a lot of time.”

“But still plenty.” Walker kissed him, but Cameron wasn’t convinced. “Do you want us to stop?”

Here is the part where Cameron got the guy out of his bed. Cameron had been in this scenario before. He knew he had a future waiting for him. Yet looking into Walker’s dark eyes, Cameron’s heart overrode every other part of his body. The walls he usually had in place had come tumbling down. For once, Cameron didn’t have a compelling desire to run.

“I really like you, Walker.” It felt nice to say what he was actually thinking.

“I like you, too.” He pushed Cameron’s hair out of his eyes, giving Cameron a hard-on in the process. “I don’t want this to end. But I know it might. And I’m not going to worry about it.”

“Let’s not sully this with labels or expectations,” Cameron said.

Walker held up a hand. He flashed him a sleepy grin. “Consider it unsullied.”

Cameron felt relief crest inside his stomach. This must have been that living in the present thing that people championed. “I really like you, Walker.”

“I like you, too.”

And that was all they needed that morning.

Cameron’s chest was filled with happiness at whatever this was. He rubbed his hand over Walker’s chest. His skin had a natural tan that made Cameron feel translucent lying next to him. Walker’s dick was branding his leg, and Cameron was in the same position.

He reached between them and stroked his hard cock. Walker moaned in his ear, which only fueled Cameron’s hand to pump harder.

He turned around for better leverage. His fist moved up and down Walker’s thick length. Cameron grabbed both of their dicks in his hand.

“Cameron,” Walker murmured. His name had never sounded so sexy.

“Keep it down. I have a roommate,” Cameron whispered. His arm flexed as he caused more friction. He rolled the cocks against each other.

“Don’t stop,” Walker whispered.

He didn’t want to stop. He didn’t want this to end.

“Fuck!” Cameron yelped out as he came. Walker wasn’t far behind him. So much for keeping quiet. So much for anything he planned.