Matt laid on his back head thrown back back arched slightly, eyes closed tightly. His lips was bit as he fiercely jerked his aching erection. The sound of his door opening made him jerk sitting bolt up in bed. Eyes flying open only to fall upon one very red faced redhead.
“T-t-t-t-Techie?”
He finally stammered out. He felt like his heart had just stopped. Hands grasping at his sheet he pulled over his naked lap and hard dick. He could feel his cheeks flushing eyes falling slightly but not wanting to look at his lap either.
“Uh,” Techie said intelligently. His eyes whirred and refocused on Matt’s covered but painfully obvious cock, throat going dry. There was a charged silence until he speaks up, stammering, “M-Matt… can I… h-help. Uh. Y-you?”
He gestures shyly towards Matt’s lap, licking his lips. When their eyes meet, Techie’s pupils have swallowed up most of the blue.