Chapter 3
Henry opened his eyes. The room was still dark. The boarded windows were blocking most of the light from outside. The room was also chilly. The fire had burned out during the night. As he took a deep breath, he became aware that Jimmy was spooned against him. An arm was draped over the professor’s torso, and Jimmy’s head laid nestled between the bigger man’s shoulder blades. Most disturbing was that Jimmy was hard, and his erect c**k was poking against Henry.
Henry didn’t know how to extricate himself from the situation without rousing the sleeping man. And, in truth, he didn’t want to. He wanted to lie here and relish the arousal that was spreading through his body. It had been so long.
He remembered his resolution, that before he allowed himself to explore Jimmy’s intentions
