Carnivals: Claimed By The Deranged Alpha Prince [BL]-Chapter 33: Camboy Elio [2]

Jules’ pov

I couldn’t help the embarrassment that engulfed me as I stared at Elio right now. He’s completely naked and despite my curiosity, I kept my gaze positioned on his face and bare chest.

He didn’t seem to mind that he was currently completely bare in my presence, and I guess considering the work he does in secret, he’s already really comfortable in his nakedness.

For a fleeting moment, I wondered if I’d ever be like that one day. If I’d one day be able to get that confident and comfortable in my own skin.

I watched as he picked up a lacy material and began to slip it on. It wasn’t until it was one that I realized what it was.

It was a pair of panties.

I felt my cheeks color as I whispered a quiet ’oh’, causing Elio to laugh as he flashed me a look.

He posed in front of me, hands splayed around his chest and waist sexily.

I swallowed emptily as I stared at him. The lacy panties cling to his hips and cling to the front of his flaccid cock. I averted my gaze and cleared my throat.

"You look good." I ended up mumbling in compliment and he preened before walking towards the table to pick up a pair of shorts and slide it over his hips.

"I bet you’d look even better with panties on." He declared offhandedly as he slipped a large hoodie in. I choked on my spit at what he had just said and I felt my heart start to accelerate.

Me? In panties?

"Uh, I don’t really think so." I ended up mumbling in response, stomach twisting weirdly and feeling heated.

"Why not?" He demanded as he fluffed his hair up with his fingers as he stared at his reflection in a mirror positioned on his dresser.

I shrugged, not wanting to let my mind linger on that for long, at least not right now.

And so, I decided to divert his attention.

"So... how is this gonna work?" I asked, gesturing at the camera.

He returned to the bed and tugged the tripod even closer, then he switched the camera on.

"Since I’m gonna be showing you how it works today, I won’t be going live. I’ll just record a video and upload it." He explained, glancing back at me for a moment and I nodded in understanding.

"It’s actually not a big deal or something worth fretting over. You’d see." He promised and then he walked around the room, flicking more lights on and turning some off.

I took that moment to glance around the room, eyes zeroing in on the images hanging on his walls for a few seconds.

There were large posters of shirtless, hulk looking men hanging over various spots on the wall. The images didn’t stand out, they blended seamlessly with the main vibe of the bedroom, which was cool and aesthetically pleasing to look at.

When I glanced back at Elio, he was sitting on the bed, legs folded underneath him.

"So, I’m gonna be turning the camera on in a few minutes. Please silence your phone so it doesn’t go off while the camera is recording, and make sure to not mistakenly get in the way of the camera." He explained and I hurried to silence my phone.

"I won’t be able to talk to you once I start recording, nor would I be able to answer your questions. You can write down any questions you have in your phone so you don’t forget them."

After a few moments, he was finally ready to begin.

I sat up straighter, squeezing one of his pillows tightly to my chest as I stared at him.

I had a clear view of all that he was gonna be doing, and the thought that I was gonna be witnessing him touching himself intimately in a few minutes, made my heartbeat accelerate. But I couldn’t deny that I was curious, which is why I’m currently leaning forward even more.

"Hi everyone." He breathed out, voice significantly softer than it was moments ago. He grinned at the camera, eyelids fluttering and it took me a few moments to realize that he was trying to give off a shy demeanor.

He had on the mask he showed me something ago, and it hid half of his face.

"I know you’ve all missed me. I missed you guys even more, which is why I’ve decided to select from the list of requests I’ve always been getting in my inbox." He continued, showing the camera a bunch of wrapped papers in his cupped hands.

"I wrote some of those requests out, and for today, I’m gonna be randomly selecting from this bunch of paper." He continued.

He shuffled the papers around and finally picked one, and I noticed that the one he picked was folded differently from the rest, so he hadn’t picked randomly like he just implied.

Once he rolled the paper open and peaked at it. He grinned at the camera. "It’s you guys’ lucky day today because the request says this anonymous person would like to watch me get myself off with my pink dildo."

As he spoke, I felt my cheeks heat up as that re echoed in my head. Elio giggled before flinging the paper off, then he started saying something else to the camera which i didn’t catch.

After a few seconds, he slid his hands underneath his hoodie, mouth opening to breath out a small moan, and that was when I noticed his fingers moving over his nipples.

"You remember how much I love it when my nipples get played with? I love it because it’s so sensitive..." As he spoke, he squeezed around his nipples and another sound slipped past his mouth.

I felt my mouth slowly dry up as I watched him work himself up, slowly starting to squirm. I wondered if he was just putting on an act for the camera or if he really has a sensitive nipple.

Are nipples even sensitive to begin with?