Total pages in book: 42
Estimated words: 43759 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 219(@200wpm)___ 175(@250wpm)___ 146(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 43759 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 219(@200wpm)___ 175(@250wpm)___ 146(@300wpm)
“Good night.” Mac closed the door softly behind him .
Jez barely had the energy to take his j eans the rest of the way off,
find som e clean boxers, and get under the duvet. Exhausted by drinking,
dancing, and em otion, he fell asleep quickly —with a vague sense of
unease about what they ’d done and what it m ight m ean for their
friendship.
Chapter Nine
The rules changed again.
Now kissing was on the table, it stay ed there, and watching porn
together was a thing of the past. They still didn’t talk about what they
were doing, but there was an undeniable shift towards intim acy. Jez loved
and feared it in equal m easures, because as m uch as he craved Mac’s
kisses and the way he touched Jez’s body with growing confidence when
they got off, Jez couldn’t shake the feeling that he was being swept along
by som ething he couldn’t control.
It still felt illicit. The secretiveness of this thing between them was an
undeniable thrill to Jez. Yet at the sam e tim e, he craved m ore. Sitting next
to Mac on the sofa, he longed for Mac’s touch, for som e casual affection,
but Mac avoided touching him unless they were alone.
A few day s after the night out, Jez headed for Mac’s room to borrow
a CD and caught Mac fresh from the shower with only a towel round
him .
He knocked and entered after Mac’s “Com e in.”
“Oh hey. Um ….” The words stuck in Jez’s throat as the sight of Mac
—all wet hair, dam p skin, and nipples tight from the cool air—wiped the
m em ory of what he’d com e in for. Jez licked his lips nervously, and Mac’s
ey es tracked the m ovem ent.
“Did y ou want som ething?” Mac quirked an ey ebrow and the corner
of his m outh lifted in obvious am usem ent.
The fucker. He clearly knew the effect he was having on Jez and
was enj oy ing it.
Jez was still unclear about Mac’s m otivations. Mac was alway s
enthusiastic about the phy sical side of their unspoken arrangem ent, and
whenever they fooled around, he had no trouble getting hard or getting
off. But there were definite lim its that Mac didn’t cross. He was good for
kissing and hand j obs but had never used his m outh on Jez’s cock, and
neither of them had gone any where near each other’s arsehole. Jez
wasn’t com pletely opposed to the idea, but he suspected it was way out of
Mac’s com fort zone.
“Jez?” Mac speaking his nam e snapped Jez out of his thoughts.
The heat in Mac’s expression m ade Jez drop his gaze to Mac’s crotch.
Mac was half-hard, and the thick ridge of his dick was clearly visible
through the towel.
Jez closed the door behind him and flipped the lock. They usually
only did stuff when they were alone in the house or late at night when the
others had already gone to bed. But it was early evening, and the house
was busy with people. That knowledge only added to the thrill as Jez
approached Mac, holding his gaze and raising his ey ebrows in a question.
Mac answered him by grabbing his hips and pulling him close, his
lips seeking Jez’s in a kiss that stole Jez’s breath as a dizzy ing lurch of
arousal hit him like a punch in the gut.
Jez unfastened Mac’s towel and let it drop, leaving him naked. Mac’s
cock reared up against Jez’s belly, poking him insistently until he wrapped
his fingers around its hot length. He sm iled into the kiss and felt Mac sm ile
back. Mac tugged at the hem of Jez’s T-shirt, lifting it until they had to
break apart so that he could get it over Jez’s head. Mac sm oothed his
palm s over Jez’s chest, grazing the light sprinkle of blond fuzz. Jez
wondered what Mac thought of it com pared to his own sm oothness. Did
he like it? Or did it only serve to rem ind him that Jez wasn’t a girl.
I’m not gay. Mac’s words echoed in Jez’s head. As far as he knew,
Mac hadn’t changed his opinion, but it didn’t seem to stop him wanting to
get his hands all over Jez.
“Get these off.” Mac snapped the waistband of Jez’s tracksuit
bottom s, and Jez com plied, pulling them down along with his boxers.
Facing each other fully naked for the first tim e in the glare of Mac’s
overhead light left them nowhere to hide. Two guy s together, stone-cold
sober, kissing and touching each other with no excuse apart from desire.
However Mac j ustified this to him self, to Jez it felt pretty fucking gay,
and he suddenly realised he was okay with that. More than okay, in fact.
He dropped to his knees and pressed his face into the j uncture where
Mac’s thigh m et his groin. He breathed in, sm elling Mac beneath the soap.
Mac’s pubes were still dam p from the shower and his balls had pulled up