Read Online Aroused by Sean Wolfe - Free Book Online

from home for any period of time. I didn’t know a single person here, and Layton and all my friends were a four-hour plane ride away. Maybe I’d made a big mistake.
    Then Tarik’s face appeared in my mind, with his perfect white teeth, seducing bedroom eyes, and soft pink lips, and I thought maybe I hadn’t made a mistake after all. As I pictured his face, I imagined his kissable lips drawing my cock into his warm mouth and sucking on it until I couldn’t breathe. I’d never had those kinds of thoughts about someone I actually knew, and thinking about Brad and Orlando with my cock in their mouths didn’t really seem to count, so I was astonished at how strongly I pictured this act and how hard it made my cock.
    I reached down and pulled my dick out of my jeans. It was already fully hard and throbbed in my hands as I stroked it. The big veins popped out on it and pulsed the blood through the shaft, and I moaned as my fist slid up and down its length. I shoved my jeans to my ankles and spread my legs as wide as I could without sliding my jeans all the way off. As my fist reached the base of my cock, I scooped my balls into my other hand and massaged them.
    I moaned loudly and was just about to shove my finger into my ass when I heard a loud banging sound on the wall next to me.
    â€œYou in there, Kent?” I heard from the other side of the wall.
    â€œYes,” I croaked out quietly and then repeated more loudly as I stopped pumping my cock in mid-stroke.
    â€œCome on over. We can talk while I get ready.”
    I looked down at my cock, already red and starting to drip a little precum. I wanted more than anything to shoot my load and then curl up and fall asleep for a couple hours. “Ummm, now isn’t a great time,” I yelled into the wall.
    â€œGet over here. You can unpack later.”
    â€œOkay,” I said to the wall before I could stop myself. “Shit!”
    I stood up and took a deep breath. My cock bobbed in front of me, defiant in its unwillingness to soften. “You bitch!” I hissed at it, and pulled my jeans up to cover its obvious insubordination.
    I walked next door and stood for a moment, watching as Tarik stood naked in his room and dried himself off. His back was to me, and as he slid the towel up and down and across his body, I couldn’t peel my eyes from his ass. It was perfectly round and hard and smooth, and white in contrast to the golden tan that covered the rest of his body. My cock jumped in my jeans, and I closed my eyes and counted to ten to help myself from creaming my jeans.
    When I opened my eyes, Tarik was turned around and staring at me. The towel was draped around his neck, and he was holding it at both ends on either side of his torso. He stood with his legs about shoulder length apart. I tried to keep my eyes on his face, but it didn’t work. They wandered down his chest, taking in the beautiful sight of his nipples standing erect and proud against his tanned chest, and even farther down past his six-pack abs and to the treasure trail I’d drooled over earlier.
    And then it was there. Even soft, his cock was long and thick, and swung slightly between his legs as he swayed his hips. It was a shade or two lighter than the tanned skin on his legs and torso, and covered with a sheath of foreskin riddled with thick veins. As I stared, it bobbed up and down a couple of times, taunting me.
    â€œCome in and shut the door,” Tarik said as he tossed the towel onto the Soloflex machine.
    I took a couple of steps inside and closed the door behind me. I just stood there for a moment, bewitched as I watched his cock thicken and harden in front of me.
    â€œCome here,” Tarik whispered.
    I looked up at him and prayed that I didn’t look desperate as I forced myself to swallow.
    â€œJeez, you look like you’re gonna cry,” Tarik said as he smiled. “Are you okay?”
    â€œYes,” I