Chapter 28He woke beside Steve, who slept. The Tuesday sunrise brought for Josh all he could dream before him. Without constraint he studied Steve’s body and caressed him with his eyes.
First the face so peaceful, thick lashes pointed to full cheeks. Lips pouted. Adam’s apple bobbed with breaths. The broad neck branched from sturdy shoulders.
A heavy arm crossed the firm chest, while Steve’s strong hand on furrowed belly rose and fell with the air. Long fingers lifted and waved with each fall…
On sculpted thigh, c**k lay sated. He stirred. Eyes opened.
“Looking at me?”
“Yes.”
“Why?”
“Why not?”
“Okay then.” Steve sat up and stretched his arms above his head. A long yawn flexed muscles in his back and shoulders. As he squinted, his nose wrinkled, and he rubbed a matted head of hair.
