The Contract

Chapter 8

When I got back to the flat, it was eerily silent. That was until I heard the sounds from Aaron's room.

I wasn't actually anywhere near it. He just hadn't heard me come back yet, so he obviously wasn't trying to be quiet. I knew I should probably just head to my room, and I nearly did, but I couldn't help myself after what I heard next.

"Fuck, Harry."

My name rolled off of Aaron's lips in a deep and breathy moan. I silently stepped closer to his door, my heart hammering as I heard the wet sounds of him stroking his cock.

My own began throbbing, hardening.

I heard his pace quicken, and I bit my lip hard, picturing the way he must've looked right now.

I silently headed into my bedroom, where I could still hear him. Our doors were just across from one another. I'd left my door open a crack, just so I could hear.

Never had I removed my clothes so fast until just then. I grasped my cock, stroking quickly, wasting absolutely no time.

I listened in ecstasy to the sounds of Aaron's pleasure whilst I jerked off. I could just picture his face, his eyes screwed shut, biting his lip, breathing heavily.

"Fucking hell." He groaned loudly.

His voice made my hips buck involuntarily, and I gasped in pleasure, stroking quicker now. We were entirely in sync. I'd made my pace match the sound of his as I imagined the scene in his room right now.

I knew I was a hell of a lot closer to coming than he was because of the situation. I slowed back down as I got close, edging myself. It was frustrating, but I didn't want to stop yet.

The slow movements of my hand, barely gripping my cock teased me beyond belief.

I accidentally brushed my thumb over the tip with my next stroke, which sent shock waves of pleasure through me.

A far too audible moan fell from my lips and I knew I'd fucked up when no more sound came from Aaron's room. Suddenly, my phone buzzed and his door opened slightly.

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Aaron: I'm close
Aaron: Keep going, I want to hear you

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My heart slammed against my chest, and I bit my lip hard, gripping my cock tightly once more, not holding back a single sound. I was still so sensitive from my first edge.

"Fuck." I gasped loudly, gripping tighter but stroking painfully slowly.

My cock was a painfully deep shade of red from how hard I was, precum leaking onto my hand as I pulsed.

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Aaron: Don't you dare come yet
Aaron: I'll tell you when you can

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I gritted my teeth, breathing heavily as my pleasure enraptured me, stroking so so slowly, I might as well have not even been touching myself.

"Fucking hell, I'm really really close." I moaned desperately.

The wet sound and faint moaning sounds from his room returned, but much more audibly now that both our doors were open.

The adrenaline that was running through my body right in that moment was electrifying. We were both getting off to the sounds of one another getting off.

"Don't come yet, not until I say so, remember?" He grunted, I could hear his hand moving faster now.

"Please, I'm so fucking close." I practically whimpered. My hand was now covered in precum, my cock throbbing angrily in my shaky grip.

"That's it, beg for me, fuck." He groaned.

"Please, please, Aaron. Let me come, I'm begging you. I can't hold it." I was whining now with every motion of my hand, writhing around on my bed desperately, I was uncomfortably close, yet so far away with the pace I was going at.

"Oh fuck, I'm getting close. Shit, just wait for me. Okay? Fuck. I want to come with you." He gasped.

I was throbbing with such an intensity. I thought I'd never be able to hold it, but I wanted to finish with him, too. So, somehow, I did.

"Aaron, please." I whimpered, actively having to force myself not to thrust.

"Fuck, you're so sexy when you beg." He groaned. "I'm gonna come, fuck, come with me, and don't stop talking."

That sentence alone was all it took. I thrusted aggressively into my hand, squeezing my cock roughly and moaning louder than I had dared to before in complete loss of self control. Ropes of come shot across my hand as I came.

"Oh god I'm coming, fuck. It feels so good, Aaron, oh god." I whined.

"Fuck." An animalistic groan left Aaron's mouth along with many more profanities as I heard him come. "Yes, ohhh fuck."