self to
relax as the building rush of anticipation flooded through him . He’d
forgotten how hot it was j erking off with com pany. May be he was an
exhibitionist and liked putting on a show? Perhaps next tim e he hooked up
with a girl he could try doing it for her if she was into it and see if it felt as
good as it did doing this with Mac.
A rustle of clothing beside him brought his attention back to Mac. Jez
saw m ovem ent out of the corner of his ey e, and a quick glance
confirm ed that Mac had his hand shoved down the front of his py j am a
bottom s.
Jez bit back the urge to encourage him ; he didn’t want to spook him .
Instead he pulled out his own cock and started to stroke it in earnest, not
even try ing to hide the hitch in his breathing as he gave in to the pleasure
that surged through him . He kept the m ovem ent slow. If he let him self, he
could probably com e in a m atter of m inutes, but he wanted to m ake this
last. Who knew if he’d ever talk Mac into this again? Jez didn’t want it to
be over too soon.
Mac took a deep breath and let it out, slow and shaky. Then the bed
shifted as he raised his arse up enough to push his py j am as down a little.
Jez couldn’t help him self; he had to look. For som e reason Mac was m uch
m ore fascinating than the people on the laptop screen. Jez glanced
sideway s, try ing not to be obvious about it, and squeezed his own dick as
he saw how hard Mac was already. He was stiff and shiny -wet at the tip,
and Jez wanted to feel it in his hand—or even in his m outh. He’d done that
a few tim es for his room m ate when he was sixteen, but at the tim e he’d
been asham ed to adm it it turned him on, because he was only swapping
favours with a friend. He wasn’t gay. He’d buried that m em ory deep, but
the sight of Mac’s thick cock m ade his m outh water and his balls ache.
Jez tore his ey es away and stared at the screen again, but his
attention was still on Mac even though his gaze wasn’t.
Jez was close now; his runaway thoughts had pushed him closer. He
bit his lip and tried to fight it, but unless he stopped, he was going to get to
the point of no return very soon.
“Fuck,” he m uttered, lifting his T-shirt up out of the way. He threw
his head back as he cam e hard with a groan that he couldn’t hold in. His
hips j erked, and he fucked into his fist as he pulsed and spilled over his
hand and onto his stom ach. As he squeezed out the last few drops, he
turned his head sideway s and grinned. “Oh y eah, that was awesom e.”
Mac was staring at him . His brown ey es were even darker than
usual and his cheeks were flushed. As Jez stared back, Mac’s gaze
dropped to Jez’s cock. Jez was still stroking him self idly, teasing out the last
shivers of pleasure. Mac’s breathing sounded ragged as his hand m oved
fast. He bit his lip, still staring at Jez’s dick that was barely softening thanks
to Mac’s attention.
Jez kept his hand m oving, even though the sensation was alm ost too
m uch. But Mac was clearly getting off on watching him , and that was as
hot as fuck.
“Yeah, com e on, m an. Do it.” The words left his lips before he
thought about how they sounded.
Jez flam ed with a full-body flush as soon as he realised what he’d
said, but Mac didn’t seem to care.
“I’m gonna—” he gasped and then cam e, his ey es squeezing shut as
though looking at Jez was alm ost too m uch to bear.
Jez drew in a shaky breath. Tinny m oans and panting from the
laptop screen were loud in the otherwise silent room . He leaned forward
and closed the lid with his clean hand and then reached for the tissues by
his bed. Mac didn’t m ove, and when Jez turned to offer him the box,
Mac’s ey es were still shut, and he was biting his bottom lip.
Jez nudged him . “Want som e tissues?”
Mac snapped his ey es open. He flushed deeper as he avoided Jez’s
ey es, taking a couple of tissues with a m uttered