Chapter 119. Dripping For Him: Gay For You

I sink into the bed, the room dim except for the soft glow of my laptop screen. The house is quiet—finally mine for the night. I prop the pillows behind my back, spread my legs a little wider, and hit play on the video I’ve been saving all week. Two guys, both built like gods, kissing slowly and deep on a sunlit balcony. Their hands roam, shirts coming off, skin golden and smooth. My breath catches immediately. God, they’re beautiful.

I’m already half-hard just from anticipation. I slide my boxers down, kicking them off, letting my cock spring free against my stomach. It twitches, eager, the head already glistening with a bead of precum. I reach for the lube on the nightstand—a warming kind, the one that feels like real heat—and drizzle a generous amount into my palm. The cool bottle makes me shiver, but the lube warms fast between my fingers.

On screen, one guy drops to his knees, taking the other slow and deep into his mouth. The moan that comes from the speaker is low