Chapter 3

  I’m sitting on the couch, watching a horror movie when Camden comes down the steps.I glance up from the couch and my eyes bug out when I see he isn’t wearing shirt and only grey sweatpants that hang low on his defined hips, showing a perfectly carved V that I know leads to a very big cock.   I’m not sure what to focus on. His pecs, curved and muscular, or his abs, all eight of them, or the way his cock swings against the thin grey fabric as he comes down the steps.   My eyes lock onto the bulge and a million different scenarios run through my head. I’ve never sucked a cock, but I bet his would taste good. I want to curl my fingers around the elastic waistband and pull the sweatpants down and suck the crown between my lips.   Once I get a good rhythm, maybe he would take control and fuck my face.   Camden has ruined me for anyone else and I haven’t even had him yet.   “Nothing like a good shower after a long day,” he says, jumping over the couch and landing right next to me.   “Hmm? W