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Ellis wasn't going to last much longer. His hips bounced gently as he forgot himself, moaning softly and looking down at his throbbing member, growling low.
"C'mon," he whined, "Nn, right there...~"
Nick shut his eyes slowly as he thrust his own length into his fist. Ellis' words pulsed through his brain and he whispered a reply.
"Yeah... you like that, hayseed?" he hissed, grunting quietly.
Ellis wasn't sure if he was dreaming or what he'd just heard was reality, but he was too delirious and filled with lust that he didn't care. All of a sudden, a wave of pleasure coursed through him-- but he didn't yet come.
"Yeah..." he cried, "So much... please-- more--"
Ellis' breath became ragged and he pumped fast just twice more before releasing over his abdomen. He cried out as it continued shooting in small spurts, until he was empty and completely spent. He fluttered his eyelashes, groaning and flopping back against the cushions.
Nick watched him writhe as he came, and released his own seed very soon after, catching the white liquid in his palm. He winced, shivering at the feel-- he slowly stood, tucking himself back in, and quickly headed up the stairs to go scrub his hands clean. The outline of Ellis stayed fresh in his mind, and he had to shake it off as to not get hard all over again.
Ellis panted softly, gently stroking his limp member and tucking it back into his boxers. He wiped the mess from his stomach and blushed as he sat up to go find a towel somewhere in the kitchen-- he heard a door close upstairs and blinked, trying not to think too much about it as he adjusted himself.
He realized then that someone had spoken to him and felt his entire body get hot. Then he thought of the three he was sharing this house with. Coach? Ugh, no-- he couldn't see the fatherly man ever doing such a thing. Rochelle? No, she would've been too embarrassed to say anything. Nick...? ... No.
He must've been imagining it.
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I loved it! And it was kept in character! :,D
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