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. He wondered what Lucas would say if he knew Caleb was gay, too. Caleb pulled at his full balls and moaned. He grasped his c**k again and moved faster, his hips thrusting upward as he jerked off. So much for taking his time; this was going to be a quick one.
With his release close, he gave in to the desire. “Mmm, yes, Lucas,” he whispered, “that’s it, baby.”
The fantasy of Lucas stroking him was all it took to push him over the edge. His orgasm came in waves, and he cried Lucas’ name as he rode it through, letting the colors pour over him, the blinding light flashing at him until he gasped. His c*m painted his chest with several streaks until the last bit of his release dribbled out with a shudder.
Caleb lay still for a few minutes, letting himself come back down. He felt like a high school teenager, finishing as fast as he had.
He grabbed the shirt he had tossed onto the carpet when climbing into bed last night. After wiping his chest, he smiled. He looked forward to calling Lucas, and hoped he was up early like he’d mentioned last night. He swung his legs over the side of the bed and frowned at the disarray. It was time to face facts—he was a slob. There was no way he was going to let Lucas see this disaster. Something about him made Caleb want to put his best foot forward. He sighed and pulled himself up. Time to get busy. He had an apartment to clean and a hot man to call.