“Man, you are drunk. “There you go.” His voice dropped lower. Gay sex Sleep. The same teasing attitude. Now it hurt. He hadn’t even realized what he was doing. “Told you it wouldn’t be bad.”His eyes flicked down, watching Liam’s mouth. And it felt heavy as fuck.“…Where’s your shower?” Liam’s voice was hoarse, exhausted. I didn’t even know you were getting off too. Right here.” He slapped the cushion between them. His usual solution.When he glanced over, Noah wasn’t smirking. His chest heaved. His toes curled. He just wanted all this to be fucking done.His hand trembled. But the room was dark. “Bro. “You’re Jerking off with my cum all over your abs. Right here.” He slapped the cushion between them. Kept stroking. Dirty. He could feel pre-cum dribbling down his shaft, pooling at his base. Like Noah had any say over when he could cum. You didn’t even flinch.”He nodded down. “Your couch is gonna have my ass groove by the end of the month.”“Maybe I’ll get it engraved.” Noah grinned.
