ℙ𝕦𝕟𝕫𝕟𝕒𝕡 𝕊𝕞𝕦𝕥 [Discontinued]

Fall Deeper and Deeper

Summary:

Sapnap has no idea how he got to this point, really. One second he was messaging his friend , upset that his messages weren't answered, the next moment he opens his stream, and before he knows it he has one hand around his dick, and the other over his mouth.

Sapnap has no idea how he got to this point, really. One second he was messaging his friend , upset that his messages weren't answered, the next moment he opens his stream, and before he knows it he has one hand around his dick, and the other over his mouth.

His room feels painfully hot, and he can't tell if it's because of the arousal, or the embarrassment from said arousal. Because he most definitely can't believe this is happening, and the shame burns more than anything else.

He has no idea when this "thing" started. It must have been when Punz came to Florida, although one small part of his brain is whispering that it's definitely been building up for longer. Spending so much time with him messed with Sapnap's head, and now he can hardly look at the other without feeling like a schoolgirl with a crush.

It's pathetic, he thinks as he runs his hand higher up on his cock to tease at the head, to have such thoughts about his friend, especially when they might not even be reciprocated. It's even more pathetic to finally succumb to these thoughts while listening to said friend's live stream. Sapnap had to close out of the stream in shame, but his dick didn't seem to get the message. He had to literally take matters in his own hands. Maybe finally releasing some of that tension will make his stop blushing whenever Punz spares him a glance.

It's annoying really, since Punz wasn't even doing anything remotely boner-worthy in his stream; just playing and laughing with people that weren't Sapnap, and above all else ignoring his messages. He would rather not think of the implications of this whole scenario.

So he continues to keep his strokes slow and even, applying just enough pressure to keep himself excited, and tries (and fails) to keep his mind off of his friend. His hand is clasped tightly over his mouth even though Dream isn't home, but he'd rather not have an auditory proof of his degeneracy. He has his boxers pulled down just enough to get his cock out, and then has a blanket over himself just in case his roommate comes home and Sapnap can't hear him. He doesn't think he could survive the embarrassment from having Dream catch him jack off. Better to be safe than sorry.

He's starting to get more and more riled up as he remembers just how nice Punz looked the other day when Sapnap was over; he had on shorts and Sapnap flushes in shame as he thinks of sitting over the other's lap. He can't even imagine doing anything more than that, but the single mental image of him and Punz so close is enough to get him to move his fist faster up and down his cock.

He wonders how kissing him would feel like. Sapnap has never kissed a guy before, and in theory it can't be much different than kissing a girl. Except it would be completely different, because it would be with Punz and not some random chick, and he would feel his stubble across his face and Punz was overall just bigger than him and most definitely different than anyone else he's kissed before.

His strokes get faster and faster, his breath becoming more and more labored from behind his tightly clasped hand. To his embarrassment he lets out a few whines, and quickly screws his eyes shut as if to block it all away. It's not the greatest wank in the world; it's sloppy and uncoordinated, and Sapnap can barely concentrate on the pleasure with all the shame he's feeling. But even still, it feels nice enough that he doesn't really want to stop.

His phone ringing makes him jump out of his skin. He curses lowly as he removes his hand from his mouth to pick it up, only to choke on his breath when he sees the caller id. Out of all the people in the world to call him, why did it have to be the one person he was fantasizing about?