[possible future][M] Suspension

Cina nodded. He could manage that.

The boy bit his lip again, looking up at Nate through his eyelashes. "So what are you doing now? I didn't interupt anything asking you to call me, did I?"

He wanted to know how long he could keep Nate for. He enjoyed spending hours on the phone to him.

"Well my plans for this evening were to get home, shower and go to bed so this his definitely an improvement on that."

Hopefully Cina enjoyed the little mental picture of him in the shower.

He was being a little cheeky but he was interested in the boy and hoped Cina was just as interested.

A pleased little smile curled his lips. It wasnt often someone said that his presence made their day better. It was very flattering to the boy.

Cina bit his lip nervously as he thought over whether he should say what he wanted to or not.

Oh why not? He'd already embarrassed himself today, why not go for gold?

"If you still want to go for that shower..." h trailed off slowly, eyes dropping again shyly.

Would Nate even get what he was insinuating? Would he live it down if Nate did get what he was insinuating? Oh god! His cheeks flushed again, mortified that he'd actually just said it.

A small smirk eased onto Nate's face at that reply, that wasn't expected in the least.

Cina, for all his shyness was being a little bold tonight.

"Well I would...but don't want to stop talking to you just yet."

He replied, applying the bait, wondering if Cina would take it.

Hook.

Line.

"Y-you don't have to stop t-talking to me," he stuttered softly.

Sinker.

Cina had had a pretty shitty day and he wanted something to go right for him today. His shitty day, which had dampened his mood a little, had definitely made him a little more bold today. He was willing to go a little out of his comfort zone to end the night fairly well tonight.

"You wanna come with me?"

He asked with a grin as he sat up from the couch slowly, standing up and padding toward the bathroom.

Nate set up a good spot for his phone to sit on, propped up on the counter at and angle that was going to be torture, low enough that it dipped low down on his pelvis but not low enough to show off the goods.

"I'll try to be quick."

He said with a little wink and he turned on the water.

Cina blushed bright red and couldn't bring himself to answer verbally. He gave a tiny little nod.

God, he didn't think he had blushed so much before. Even their first meeting hadn't been so awkward and blushy.

He was constnatly chewing on his lip by now, making it red and slightly swollen.

He felt a little sting of disappointment when the phone was set up nt to show anything really interesting.

"Take your time," he muttered quietly.

Nate purposely stripped off slowly, pulling his shirt over his head, showing off the muscles in his shoulders before turning slightly to display his toned stomach.

He gave the camera a little wink before slipping out of his underwear and jeans.

Stepping into the hot spray of the water he gave a satisfied groan, the water slipping down his body as he slowly soaped himself.

Cina was all but mauling his lip now; it was red and raw. Sooon if he didn't let up it would start bleeding.

His green eyes didn't move from Nate's body. A small part of him felt self-conscious about his own blody as he gazed upon Nate's beautiful form.

The majority of his mind was focussed entirely on the way the water beat against Nate's tanned skin.

With the moister in the air the counter he put his phone on became a little wet, causing his phone to slip, slowly sliding back and changing the viewing angle.

The view slowly tilted down, inch by inch down Nates Naked form until Cinaed could see everything, unknown to him.

His teeth finally pierced his lip. Blood beaded up and welled over hislip and streaked over his chin.

Would...Would Nate notice if he...?

Shifting, and taking his phone with him, Cina laid on his back, propping his phone up on his stomach as his hand reached down to rub himself throuh his jeans hesitantly.

Nate wouldn't be able to see what he was doing, but would he realise if he saw him?

Nate gave a little groan as he began to soap his crotch, still thinking that it was out of Cina's view.

He had wanted to give the boy a show but not move too fast and frighten him off.

If he had known how well this was working he would have just let Cina see it all.

Cina bit his lip again as he watched Nate's hands glide over his crotch, ignoring all the blood that slipped down his chin again.

He was very hesitant to undo his slacks, but he did so, sliding his hand slowly into his underwear.

He gave a quiet, breathy moan as his hand wrapped around his member.

Nate gave himself a few teasing strokes through the bubbles, his hands sliding over his hips and rubbing over his cheeks for a moment.

Sliding up he trailed soap over his stomach, up his chest, gliding over his nipples, shoulders and neck.

He purposely gave every inch of his body a good, soapy scrub.

He knew his cheeks were bright red.

He knew Nate would probably realise what he was doing if he glanced at the phone.

He knew he'd never live down the embarrassment if Nate mentioned it.

But still he couldn't help himself, stroking himself slowly as he watched Nate clean himself.

Who'd have thought showers could be sexy?

Nate glanced over at his phone, smiling as he saw his own reflection smaller at the bottom, seems like it slipped down.

But his smile widened as he looked up at Cina.

"Cina..."

He muttered huskily.

"You've turned on your rear facing camera."

He added with a purr as he had the perfect view of Cina's hand down his pants.

"I-I've?" Apparently while he had been playing attention to trying to jerk off covertly, he hadn't been playing attention to his phone, which he had been gripping oddly. He'd pressed a button ons creen with his weird grip. "Fuck!"

He fumbled to turn the selfie cam back on, biting his split lip and blushing bright again.

"I-I-I- Sorry," he whimspered softly.

"You're bleeding..."

He muttered worriedly as he walked back toward the camera dripping wet.

"Don't be sorry, I shouldn't have said anything, I was enjoying it."

Nate admitted without and ounce of same.

"If I haven't killed the mood....we could both....finish off with each other."

"I am?" Cina's hand moved up his his face, fnding the stream of blood on his chin. He wiped it off with a finger then looked down at it. "Must have bitten my lip."

He slid his finger into his mouth to suck off the blood. His eyes slid shut aht the familiar taste of blood, but flickered open again at Nate's suggestion.

Slowly he pulled his finger out from between his lips.

He chewed on his fngernail nervously as he shifted, sitting up and pressing his back against the wall. "Y-you want to watch me...?"

"Well yeah, but if this is too fast, we don't have to, or you could watch me and I'll just watch your expressions."

Seeing Cinaed through a lens was a huge turn on.

But the boy was new to all of this, so baby steps first.

He was actually surprised with how turned on the thought of Nate watching him jerk off made him.

Cina shuffled forwards to prop his phone up on his bedside table, then settled back against the wall. It was just his clothed chest and face on screen.

He was glad Nate had given him the option. He didn't know whether he was brave enough just yet to explore this new intense turned on feeling he got with someone. Not just yet.

Mayeb- Maybe tomorrow they could try something. He'd felt that they'd broken the ice for being intimate a little now.

Cina's hand slid back into his boxers.

"Alright then."

He muttered with a grin, leaning over to turn off the water of the shower before stepping back into the living room.

He propped his phone up as he lay out on the couch, angling it so Cina could see most of his body, only unable to fit his legs into the frame.

His hand slid down his body, stroking down his stomach before gracing over his crotch, his large hands circling around his member and giving himself a teasing pump.

"Can you- Can you talk to me?" he murmured as he watched Cina stretch out on the couch.

"Tell me what we'd do if I was there with you?"

A little bit of dirty talk had always turned him on when he'd read or watched porn. Now wasn't really any different.

"I'm...I'm stood in the middle of your livingroom, wearing what I'm wearing now. What do you want me to do?"

"Sure."

Nate replied, a smile spreading across his lips, he didn't think he would get this sort of reaction out of Cina.

"First things first, I gesture you over, when you're close enough, I pull you into my lap by the front of your jeans.

Kissing down your neck I'd breath into your ear for you to take your shirt off."

"What if I dont want to take my shirt off? What will happen then?"

Cina bit his lip and grinned a little. He looked like he was coming into his own, falling into a fantasy rather than living in reality. He was braver in fantasy-land.

"I'd distract you. Kiss your neck, run my hands over your chest. Maybe pinch a nipple."