Chapter 5
Michael, already aroused and realizing that his erection had been the proverbial final nail in his coffin, took hold of his c**k and with the images of the showering men still fresh in his mind, he brought himself to climax. With nothing to clean off the splatters of semen on his chest and belly, he moved into the shadows and used the contents of his cup of water and his fingers to wash himself. Hopefully the puddle he’d created would be dry by the time The Man returned. Even if it hadn’t, what difference did it make now?
He lay down on his bed and closed his eyes. Sleep came quickly though his dreams disturbed him. It was frustrating not even being able to find peace in his dreams.
A noise woke him up. He must have been sleeping deeply because for a moment he was disorientate
