Page 47 of A Little Campfire Blues
“Be right back,” Axis whispered as I snapped my eyes closed so I wouldn’t get caught watching them.
Not when I suspected there would be much more to see.
Axis vanished into his room, while Ezzy lay sprawled on the blanket and pillow nest we’d been playing in the night before.
“Fuckkkk,” Ezzy moaned, their voice low and a little floaty. “That backfired.”
Now I had to stifle a giggle, because Axis had always had a way of doing that to Ezzy. It had always been a game between them, one in which Ezzy tried to tease and torment Axis only to find themselves on the receiving end of pleasure. I wished I could see the expression on their face, but I didn’t dare open my eyes untilthey were occupied again. I didn’t dare twitch, even though my cock was begging for attention.
I didn’t hear Axis return, but I heard Ezzy’s voice when they admonished him.
“Oh no you don’t,” Ezzy hissed. “You don’t get to have your hands back on me until I get to count how many piercings you’ve got hidden beneath that onesie. Now off with it.”
Damn, Ezzy with the command voice. Okay.
The whispering rustle of fabric accompanied Axis’ immediate compliance.
“Why no belly button piercing?” Ezzy asked.
I’d noticed the absence of one too, when he’d been in his board shorts, and was just as curious to know the reason as Ezzy was.
“It’s pierced,” Axis murmured. “Just forgot to put jewelry back in before I came out here. Forgot to bring any extra piercings too, so I’ve had to be careful not to lose any.”
“And now I really, really want to see where you’re worried about losing pieces from.”
A thud that I was certain was Ezzy hitting Axis with a pillow reached my ears the moment Axis chuckled.
“Now you’re just being a tease,” Ezzy declared in a low grumble. “Get with the stripping, dammit!”
“Ohh, you want stripping?” Axis crooned, and yeah, there was no doubt he was being a shit and teasing.
I cracked one eye open to see him moving to some random beat in his head, gyrating and turning his back as he pulled one arm free of his sleeve, cast a glance over his shoulder, winked, and removed the other, all without turning around.
“I swear you left the room just so you could redress and torment me!” Ezzy grumbled.
“Nah, had to piss and brush my teeth,” Axis declared, swiveling his hips as he let the onesie slide over them to pool around his ankles.
And still he kept his body turned away from Ezzy, save for a little twist where he revealed a little flash of silver in the head of his cock that only I caught a glimpse of before I snapped my eyes shut as he began turning my way.
“Gonna get you for this,” Ezzy groaned.
“Not if I get you first.”
“You always get me first.”
Axis said nothing, just chuckled again. My eyes snapped open when I heard Ezzy gasp and whisper, Holy shit.
“Like it?”
“Dude.”
My gaze flickered to Axis’ cock. Ezzy was right; holy shit was the only way to describe the sight on display to the left of me. Axis didn’t just have a bar through the head of his cock; he had a whole fucking ladder of them running up the underside of it. My first thought was ouch, ouch, ouch, which my dick responded to by wilting a little, but when Ezzy sat up so they could count them, the pink tip of their tongue poking through their lips as they lightly stroked over each one, my cock got with the program and perked back up again.
“Please tell me you didn’t have these done all at once,” Ezzy murmured as they moved from counting them with their fingers to tracing each with their tongue.
“Actually, I did,” Axis whispered, stroking their hair as Ezzy nuzzled them. “All seven of them.”
“Painslut,” Ezzy growled.
