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)
had held off, not wanting to push, but he’d hoped for m ore between them .
It felt like unfinished business.
In the evenings when they weren’t study ing, they spent a lot of tim e
watching TV or engaging in epic Mario Kart battles that went on for
hours. It was during one of these that Mac said out of the blue, “Fancy a
wank?” He held Jez’s gaze, and his expression was challenging, alm ost as
if this was a gam e too.
Jez tried to hold back a sm ile. He lost the battle and grinned. “Sure.
My place or y ours? Or here?” he added as an afterthought.
Mac chuckled. “There’s no porn in here. Mine this tim e?”
It crossed Jez’s m ind that porn wasn’t a requirem ent. He recalled that
last tim e, when they ’d been far too busy looking at each other’s dicks to
notice the porn, but he didn’t think Mac was ready to have that pointed out
to him —he was currently inhabiting the village of Denial: population Big
Mac. Still, he seem ed com fortable there, and Jez wasn’t going to be the
one to ruin it for him .
Mac’s room was tidier than Jez’s. His desk was organised neatly
rather than being a chaotic m ess of books and papers, and his bed was
m ade. The room sm elled of Mac, of that woodsy scent of his skin that Jez
noticed whenever he was close enough to catch it.
Jez flopped down on Mac’s bed, not waiting for an invitation, and he
slid his hand down the front of his waistband and started tugging him self
into hardness while Mac got his laptop set up between them .
“Im patient?” Mac quirked an ey ebrow.
“Horny. It’s been a couple of day s.”
“Bet y ou com e first, then.”
“It’s not a com petition.” Jez rolled his ey es. “Unless y ou want to
play the soggy biscuit gam e.”
Mac laughed. “Ew, no thanks.”
It was less awkward this tim e, m ay be because of the j oking around
or because it was becom ing fam iliar, but Jez was m ore able to let go and
stop worry ing about what Mac was thinking. Mac wouldn’t have asked Jez
to do this with him if he hadn’t wanted it, so he was clearly into this. Once
again, Jez was oblivious to the video—afterwards he couldn’t have even
said what the couple looked like. He watched Mac instead, focusing on
Mac’s hand and his cock and the way his breathing got faster as he got
close. Jez wondered if Mac was watching him too, and when he glanced
up to check, he found he was.
Jez bit back a chuckle. This was so fucked-up, but he didn’t care
because it was awesom e too. These sessions with Mac were hands down
the hottest thing he’d ever done with another person, and they hadn’t even
touched each other. He watched Mac’s hand again and im agined those
strong fingers wrapped around his own dick, and that was all it took. Jez
cam e, dim ly aware of Mac m oaning beside him , com ing too.
“It was a draw,” Jez said.
“Bollocks. You cam e first.”
“By about two seconds.”
“Still counts.”
“Fuck y ou.” Jez shoulder checked Mac, m aking him y elp. “Got any
tissues?”
“Only bog roll. I’m not as classy as y ou.” Mac passed him a roll of
toilet paper from beside the bed. “Wanna go back down and play m ore
Mario Kart?” he asked once they ’d cleaned up.
“Sure. But j ust so y ou know… y ou’re going down.”
“Bring it.”
After that, wanking together becam e a regular thing over the next
couple of weeks. Not only at the weekends when they ’d been drinking, but
a few tim es a week—basically whenever they could get away and be
alone together without it being obvious that som ething was going on.
Som etim es Mac would instigate it, som etim es Jez, but after a few m ore
sessions it got so that they both knew how it would end if they were
hanging out together. The tension would thicken, and they ’d start catching
each other’s ey e until finally one of them would crack.
They hadn’t discussed their little arrangem ent again since the second
tim e, and they still watched porn—m aking a point of getting out the laptop
in whoever’s room they were in and choosing som ething to watch. But
they both knew that they really watched each other, and Jez had given up
even try ing to hide his interest. He was totally hot for Mac, and watching
him get off pushed all Jez’s buttons. As for Mac—Jez had no idea what
was going on in his head, and Mac didn’t seem keen to talk about it. If he
was as straight as he claim ed, m ay be he was into the whole exhibitionist-
slash-voy eur vibe they had going on? But Jez didn’t care what his
m otivations were, as long as they could keep doing it.