Chp 65:Pitching a tent

Lucas's POV:

~R18~

Well, to sleep was the plan but my friggen brain was thinking of something much more erotic.

Images of Evan's sleeping face brought my thoughts to a whirl. 'His dishellved long black locks of hair and peaceful expression. His unbelievably long eyelashes and perfect peachy lips. God he was the most attractive man I had ever laid eyes on.'

Then memories of our first time flooded back.

'That was the first time I wanted to get physical with someone. And I couldn't help myself but become forcefull at moments. I mean I even initiated a kiss.'

I was much too forward with my sexual excitement back then. But then again, I'm kinda still like that now. Evan doesn't seem to mind, in fact I think he enjoys it when I take the first step.

'His flushed face and sexy noises he makes while we do it is pretty exhilarating too.' Before I knew it my tent had been pitched. My cheeks flushed red.

All these dirty thoughts were enough to turn me on. I didn't even need to be touched, my memories alone were sufficient.

Suddenly embarrassed from my state, I hid underneath the covers and decided it was best to deal with my desires before Evan came back to see me in a shameful situation.

I slid my restrictive pants off and chucked on some sweats. This was much easier to do what I intended to do .

I glanced down at my erected length and it was twitching like crazy. 'Is this what it looks like to Evan everytime? No wonder he thinks I'm a lustful human. I really am.'

I lowered my free hand and touched myself. I shivered at my cold hands touch. I rubbed it slowly, but quickly remembered where Evan hid the lube. Reaching over into the draw with my other free hand I squirted some lotion onto my member.

It was a smooth cold sensation. I rubbed my length slowly and attempted to speed up to hurry and get this over with, but I wasn't getting any harder or closer to my climax.

I hated that I was doing this but at the same time why wasn't this working? 'It usually worked easily? Am I impotent? No that can't be it.'

My thoughts danced to Evan's face and body. My length instantly tensed. I continued to rub my lower region with Evan in my thoughts and it was pretty effective, apart from I was close but nothing I did was enough.

My behind throbbed. 'Oh no what is wrong with me? First I can't get hard without thinking of him and now he's turned me into a woman.'

I added more lube onto my spare hand and extended it to my entrance.

'Here goes nothing' I thought to myself as I slowly entered a finger deep within myself.

I whimpered at the sensation and I muffled a small moan that attempted escape.

' I'm already embarrassed enough. I don't need those two hearing this.'

I did just as Evan does to me, slowly adding a finger each time and speeding up. I imagined his fingers and reenacted his movements, finding my prostate and all.

This was good. Not as good when Evan does it himself but I still felt immense pleasure overcome me when I hit the right spots.

I quickened my pace of my hand and fingers. Both in sync with each other. Pumping and thrusting in and out of myself. Moans and noises squeezed out ever so slightly.

I could bearly hold myself back from releasing my voice completely.

The heat and excitement rose drastically untill everything rushed to my pulsating length and released everything I had. My eyes shut completely as I tensed my entire body and fell limp.

Heavy pants filled the room. Sweat dripped from my forehead. My body had lost all the strength I had left and now I truly wished to sleep.