“Uh, want me to untie you?” asked Colin. It was difficult to speak.
For the first time since the entire bedroom escapade started, Edward glanced over. His expression only made Colin ache worse—it was severe horniness, hesitation, maybe even a little guilt. And then just as quickly he was looking away again.
“I have to go to the bathroom,” said Edward, words mumbled in a tone Colin liked, and then he was up and across the room. He locked the bathroom door behind him.
Colin swallowed. He was hard, too, and distracted, but he didn’t want Edward to leave while he was getting off in his bedroom. He debated a few seconds more, then made a dash for it. Colin shut the door, went for the bed, and slid his pants down some, not bothering to get undressed. Replaying everything over in his head, from the events to Edward’s voice as he made Samson complain, Colin took hold of himself and stroked.