The slight sound of footfalls caught Calix’s attention. He turned to find Mitch, dressed only in a towel around his waist, entering the living room. Fresh out of the shower, Mitch’s damp hair had been combed. That’s not what drew Calix’s interest. No, it was the few beads of moisture trekking down Mitch’s ample muscles, little rivulets which outlined the areas and pulled Calix’s focus to Mitch’s many attributes. From his shoulders, down his chest, over those six pack abs, only to be absorbed by the white terry cloth towel. The decided bulge under the material could only be called impressive.
Calix groaned to himself. He hadn’t really meant to get into a teasing challenge with Mitch. Not when they were both already on simmer. Pheromones carried through the air, both night and day. Still, t
