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)
breathless when Mac finally pulled away to ask, “Was that a y es?”
“Technically, it was a hell y eah.”
Mac laughed, already taking Jez’s hand and dragging him towards
the door.
Upstairs, they stum bled into Jez’s room and locked the door behind
them . They ’d learned their lesson about privacy the hard way.
Jez pinned Mac against the door, kissing him im patiently now. They
fum bled at each other’s clothes, tugging up T-shirts, unbuttoning flies, and
kicking off their shoes. Mac pushed back against Jez, backing him towards
the bed as they discarded their T-shirts. Mac’s skin was warm from
dancing, with a light sheen of sweat that helped Jez’s hands glide over the
m uscles of his back. Jez kissed down Mac’s neck, breathing him in. They
stum bled towards the bed and then tripped and fell in a tangle, laughing
between kisses, landing with Mac sprawled on top.
Mac broke the kiss to peel Jez’s rem aining clothes off and then stood
to get his own j eans and underwear off. His ey es lit hungrily on Jez’s hard
cock, which j erked in response as though asking for attention. Mac
grinned, crawling back over Jez to press tantalising kisses to his thighs and
hips, deliberately avoiding Jez’s straining erection.
“Fucking tease.” Jez put his hand on his cock and started to stroke.
“I’ll do it m y self if y ou won’t.”
Heat flared in Mac’s dark ey es, and he licked his lips. “Yeah?” His
voice was husky, and he stared at the m ovem ent of Jez’s hand, entranced.
“You like that?” Excitem ent curled at the base of Jez’s spine as he
gripped tighter, thum bing over the sensitive head with each stroke. “Want
m e to put on a show for y ou—for old tim e’s sake? Or m ay be we should
watch som e porn?” He grinned, breathless.
“Who needs porn when I can watch m y real-life boy friend getting
him self off?” Mac asked, his gaze still fixed on the slow, steady
m ovem ent of Jez’s hand.
“You do it too.”
Mac m oved to straddle Jez’s legs, his powerful thighs braced and his
thick cock rearing up. Mac wrapped his hand around his shaft, and Jez
watched as he j erked him self, slowly at first, then gradually increasing
the pace as his breathing grew shallow and ragged.
“So fucking sexy,” Jez said. “I alway s loved watching y ou. Right
from the start, even when I shouldn’t have been looking.”
“Me too. I was afraid y ou’d notice I was looking at y ou instead of
the porn.” Mac paused for a m om ent. He dipped his fingers in his slit and
spread the shiny slick over the head of his cock before starting to stroke
him self again. Mac’s balls were high and tight. Jez could feel his own
orgasm coiling in the pit of his belly, the tension building fast. Caught in a
feedback loop of arousal, the only sounds in the room were their
breathing and the wet slide of hands on cocks.
Mac was the first to com e. He groaned, thighs tensing and abs
rippling as he shot his load all over Jez’s cock and his m oving hand. The
warm wetness slid between Jez’s fingers as he carried on stroking him self
and the dirty -hot rightness of it sent him over the edge too, cry ing out as
pleasure ripped through him , leaving him cursing and j erking helplessly,
his cock pulsing and adding to the com e that already covered him . Jez
closed his ey es, lost for a m om ent, until his heart stopped try ing to beat its
way out of his chest. His hand was still curled around his cock as it began
to soften and shrink.
A gentle finger traced through the sticky m ess on Jez’s belly. He
squirm ed, ticklish, and opened his ey es to see Mac gazing down at him .
His ey es were soft now, full of em otion that m ade Jez’s stom ach flutter.
“Wow,” Mac said, and his m outh curved in a sm all sm ile.
“Yeah.”
“That was a m illion tim es hotter than any porn I’ve ever watched.”
“Sam e.” Jez was still too fucked out to m anage m ore than
m onosy llables.
Mac laughed softly. “You’re a m ess.” He reached for the tissues by
the bed, passed one to Jez for his hand, and cleaned their com bined m ess
off Jez’s belly as best he could. Jez lay there and let him . He liked being
looked after.
“Wanna go back down to the party ?” Mac asked.
The deep bass of the m usic was still vibrating through the floor. It
would probably go on for hours.
“Nope. I want y ou all to m y self.”
They got under the covers, still naked and a bit sticky, and curled up
in each other’s arm s to trade lazy kisses.
Jez was drifting on a cloud of bliss. Their im pending separation was
a tiny niggle at the back of his m ind, but it wouldn’t be for long. And right