As the morning wore on, Matt’s mood darkened into a bitter funk. Lust radiated from him in waves, and whenever Vic came near, those feelings magnified until the very air around him seemed charged with unspent s****l energy. At one point, he leaned against Matt as his lover chopped a tomato for the sandwiches he was making for lunch, and in a husky voice, he purred, “You know, a few quick jerks would make you feel worlds better.” To emphasize his point, he curled one hand into a fist and mimed the action of m**********n.
Matt elbowed him in the stomach, hard, as he chopped the knife down on the counter. “You’re not helping here.”
Reaching around his lover, Vic grabbed at the front of Matt’s jeans and gave the hard c**k he found there a quick squeeze. “I’ll do it for you. Straight into the
