Night Walkers [Editing]

Cheering up

Justin Bieber

I watched as Jason was sawing wood down to the right size so that they would fit into the different areas of the house, I bit my lip just staring at him and I know I shouldn't be doing so, but if you saw the sight that I'm seeing right at this moment in time, you would be fucking gawking at him too. 

He was shirtless and his muscles were flexing every time he moved the saw or did any kind of movement for that matter, there was sweat trickling down his pectorals and abs making them glisten as he worked and there were beads of sweat on his temples just wanting to be licked. 

Gulping and licking my lips, I kept my eyes on him and nothing but him, not wanting to miss one little bit of this show, but by doing this, I didn't even realize that he was smirking right at me while watching my every movement as I looked at his toned torso. 

I shook my head and my eyes focused back in on my surroundings and I looked at Jason as he looked back at me with a massive smug smirk on his face and his eyebrows raised at me in pure amusement as my face turned crimson from being caught out. 

"Having fun?" He questioned snickering.

"W-What do you mean?" I stuttered, knowing fully well he was talking about and that was my wondering eyes. 

Jason put the saw down and straightened himself up swaggering over to me as my eyes one again trailed down to his abs, damn him and his sexiness. I have now come to the conclusion that I am bisexual and I am fully ok with it, I mean whenever I looked at guys I would think some were attractive, but didn't think anything of it because I was comfortable in my sexuality.

I hadn't even realized Jason was stood right in front of me as I zoned out again and zoomed in on his body, he grabbed my chin and force my head up softly, "My eyes are up here baby." He teased huskily and I gulped, looking into his eyes like he was god, which he fucking was a sex god let me tell you.

"Close your mouth, you'll let flies in." He chuckled, lifting my jaw up to a close, man I really need to pull my shit together. 

"O-Oh sorry." I mumbled in embarrassment.

"No it's ok, I know I'm sexy." He winked as I scoffed and rolled my eyes at how cocky he is.

"No you aren't." I scoffed, lies, all lies right there. 

"Says the one who was eye raping me not even a minute ago." He retorted and I stayed quiet not knowing how to respond because the truth to the matter is, I was raping him with my eyes and I'm not ashamed of it. 

"That's what I thought," He muttered as he looked down at me, "Want to touch them?" He smirked. 

"I-I uh, w-what?" I stuttered nervously, hell yeah I want to touch them.  

Jason grabbed my hand and lifted it up to his pectorals before leading my hands down them and to his abs slowly as I stood in shock, but I was also memorized by him, he then let go of my hand and without my say so they just kept running up and down his toned muscular chest, using my fingertips to run them slowly and teasingly down the dips and ridges of his defined chest. 

Jason let out a low groan and his breath hitched in his throat, yeah I'm the one teasing now McCann. 

I ran my hand down further and outlined the hem of his boxers then slipped two fingers into the top and pulled him closer to me, smirking as his breathing got heavier and laboured, his neck falling backwards in pleasure. 

Running one hand up his chest and going around to his neck, I trailed the other hand down and squeezed his hard on through his jeans roughly and he let out a startled cry, closing his eyes and pushing his hips up into my hand.