Something rattled, waking Joe. He sat up, and in the glow of the ceiling stars, saw Kris by the door, sliding off his boxers.
Joe couldn’t breathe as he stared at the lithe and toned body. Pale skin as far as the eye could see. His gaze traveled down Kris’s chest to the light happy trail ending at his c**k, hard and jutting out from his groin.
He cleared his throat. “I thought maybe you had fallen asleep. Do you want to—”
Kris ran to the bed and slipped under the covers.
“I take it that’s a ‘yes.’” Joe lay next to him, on their sides, face to face. “I missed you.”
Kris pressed his hands to Joe’s breastbone, absently running his fingers through the chest hair. “I wanted to come earlier, but Karen kept walking by my door while sneaking downstairs to see Chase.”
Joe brushed his lips aga
