Chapter 3
Aurelius didn’t know what was wrong with him. The proximity to Dylan earlier that evening had awakened deep feelings in him. What was more embarrassing though, was the boners he popped whenever he thought about the necromancer. He had already jerked off twice, but the lust was still burning hot. He couldn’t believe he was behaving like a horny teenager. He should have better control than that. After all, he was nearly three thousand years old. He closed his eyes and tried to calm his libido. He almost succeeded.
His body had started to shut down, going into its death-like state, when the unbidden images of Dylan’s rosy lips wrapped around his c**k abruptly flooded his mind. He heaved out an irritated sigh and grabbed his erection. Again. He began to stroke it, slowly at first a
