8 ~ Aroused and Caught.

ANDRADE’s POV

What the fuck?

Was this some sort of crazy hallucination?

Why was Bryan's hand wrapped around my cock?

“Umm–uhh, what are you talking about?” I asked, feigning ignorance.

“I watched the video. You were touching yourself. With my name in your mouth. You were yearning to have me fuck you.” He said tactly.

He stepped into the room, slamming the door shut while my mind ran through the possibilities of me recording myself.

Then the memory of me playing with a camera came to mind.

Fuck.

Did I turn it on without knowing? There goes my secret fantasy.

I slowly stepped backwards, hoping...