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JJ said as he came into the room at eleven thirty.
    “You said you’d done your share of marathon gaming.” It wasn’t even that long; it was just coming up on twelve hours. Less if you didn’t count the food break we’d taken a few hours back.
    He laughed. “The funny part is that it doesn’t look like you’ve moved from that spot since I left for my shift.” He jumped onto the bed and sat down next to me. “Are you winning?”
    “Yeah, we ended up playing some friends from Denver, and we’re kicking their asses.”
    “That’s what I like to hear.”
    “You want to get back in?” JJ’s controller was still on the nightstand.
    “Nah. Watching your eyes dart across the screen is sexy, especially when you get all intense and wrinkle your brow or stick your tongue out as you’re pressing buttons.”
    I stole a quick look in his direction and rolled my eyes.
    He stood up, shrugged off his blazer, took off his tie, and laid them both on the back of the desk chair. He watched me, which I was getting used to and kinda liking. I saw it out of the corner of my eye as I battled the insurgence on the screen.
    When he started unbuttoning his shirt, the simulated battle became a lot less interesting. He did a slow skin reveal like last night.
    “Let me sign off if you’re going to get all naked,” I said, keying on my mic so I could talk to my team. “Hey, guys….” JJ put a finger over his mouth. “Umm… sorry. Hang on a sec.” I waited to see what he was going to say as I kept firing, trying to take out some Denverites.
    “You should keep playing.”
    He tossed off the shirt as he said that. What was he doing? He quickly lost the rest of his clothes, revealing a rock-hard cock between his legs. My avatar was grazed by a bullet as my focus pulled to JJ and my earpiece roared with my teammates telling me to watch out.
    “Be careful,” he said, looking at the screen as a medic attended to my shoulder. “Get shot again, I might have to put this away.” He cupped his hardness.
    He sat back on the credenza, very much like I’d done last night, and positioned himself so he was next to the TV. He bent one leg so I could easily see his cock, balls, and hole clearly while seeing the screen too. I didn’t know where to look. He began stroking his cock as my character was headed back into battle.
    He smirked, knowing the predicament he’d put me in. “As long as you’re winning,” he said, stroking himself gently, “I’ll be right here. Get shot again, and I’ll need to get dressed so I can pick up a controller and help you.”
    This was agony. His hot body was just a few feet away. He got harder as he stroked. I could see the slickness of the head. I wanted to taste. Yet he insisted I play the game. It was brutal and crazy hot. My sweats tented in no time. Meanwhile I was having a surge in the game, taking out a couple enemies who had my team pinned down.
    “Nice shot,” he said as he stole a look at the screen. He swirled a finger over his cock head, moistening it with his precum. Then he slowly licked the finger.
    “No fair.” I squirmed on the bed, seeing his smile as he tasted his juice. “I want some of that.”
    “Really?”
    I focused on the game, being vigilant to not get shot.
    “Yes, please,” I finally said.
    He repeated the action of wetting his finger before he came over to me. He slinked across the bed carefully, so as to not lose my reward while also not blocking my view. When he was close enough, he extended the finger so I could run my tongue over it. He was delicious.
    “Oh fuck, JJ. This is torture. Let me stop. Please.”
    “Nope.” He ran a hand over my erection. “You’re key to your team’s success. I heard them rave about you this morning.” I squirmed in response and accidentally caused a wild rain of bullets across the battlefield. Again my teammates asked what was going on, but I couldn’t open my mic for fear they’d hear more than they should.
    JJ dropped his