Chapter 2
The next morning, Caleb woke to find himself on his stomach, naked and sprawled across his king-size bed. His sheets and duvet were in a twisted mess and his d**k was stiff and throbbing, pressed between the mattress and his stomach.
He flipped over and groaned. Last night he had lain in bed for hours thinking about Lucas. He couldn’t remember the last time a man filled his thoughts like this. Those incredibly warm brown eyes flashed in Caleb’s mind and he gave in to the fantasy.
He wrapped his fingers around his c**k and felt the first beads of precum bubble out. His thumb swiped over his slit and he shuddered, closing his eyes and envisioning Lucas in his bed with him. With his bowl of ice cream. Licking the spoon.
He stroked himself slowly, letting the anticipation build.
