“It’s not all about you,” Sebastian said, sounding annoyed. At least he was starting to breathe a little harder now.
“Suuure it isn’t.” Luke smirked. “I know you don’t chirp the other guys nearly as much as you do me.”
“Well, you’re the one out there acting like an asshole,” he said.
Luke snorted. “Notone of your most original comebacks, man,” he said drily.
“Well, I’m a little busy here,” Sebastian said. A groan slipped from his lips, and he immediately pressed them tightly together, like he hadn’t meant for it to happen.
Luke grinned.Thereit was. He was finally starting to get a good reaction. He fuckin’ lived for that shit.
He rubbed his thumb into the sensitive slit on the top of Sebastian’s dick, expecting to see a small shudder or hear a gasp, but nothing.
Goddamn it.
“You know, this isn’t exactly the great handjob you promised me,” Sebastian said.
Luke glared at him. Fine, he couldn’t get a reactionthatway, he’d try something else.
He traced along the ridge of the head with one blunt fingernail and got exactly what he was hoping for. Sebastian shuddered, his teeth sinking into his lower lip.
“Yeah?” Luke asked smugly. “How’s that?”
“It’s alright,” Sebastian said, but he sounded a little breathless.
Luke smirked and did it again, pulling a moan from Sebastian. “Yeah, I can tell.”
“Shut up,” Sebastian said.
“Aww, is that the best you can come up with?” Luke taunted, stroking him harder, really working him now. “Maybe I’m getting to you more than you’ll admit.”
“Fuck off,” Sebastian said, but his hips were beginning to rise and fall with every stroke, fucking up into his fist.
Sebastian’s cock was a little thinner than his own, but a bit longer. Nice shape.
“Told you I was good at this,” he said.
“Like I said, you’re alright.” But Sebastian was clearly breathless now, his thighs trembling.
“We’ll see what you say when I make you come.” Luke kept up a hard, steady rhythm, watching the brownish pink head of Sebastian’s cock disappear and reappear in his fist.
They both fell silent, the slick sounds of the lube and Sebastian’s panting breaths the only noise in the room.
“Fuck, you like it hard, don’t you?” Luke said as Sebastian snapped his hips up, moving in rhythm with the strokes of Luke’s hand.
“Shut up and make me come,” Sebastian said through gritted teeth.
Luke leaned in, growling, “So fucking come already if you’re that desperate for it,” in his ear.
Sebastian let out a shocked, breathless gasp and scrambled to pull up the hem of his black T-shirt to his armpits.
Still stroking, Luke aimed the head of Sebastian’s cock at his abs.
Sebastian dug his other hand into the couch cushions and threw back his head, thighs tensing as he shot up onto his stomach. Luke worked him through it, the final shots a little weaker and dribbling down over Luke’s fist until they finally stopped.
Sebastian’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed hard, his fingers unclenching, his body going soft.
“Fuck,” he whispered.