Chapter 39Asleep and on the edge of waking, noises stirred Steve. The breeze from the fan brushed him head to toe, naked and uncovered. In summer he found no point in cranking up the air conditioner just to bundle up. Besides, he liked to air things out.
Next to him, Josh’s bare chest heaved. His breath made sighing sounds in sleep, and his c**k stood up. Steve watched on an elbow.
Josh must have met him in a dream, or someone like him. There, but not with him, Steve wanted more. Left out, he wanted in. He lay down and tried to sleep but couldn’t. If only he hadn’t woken. Too late now, he had to see this.
Jealous of the dream and of Josh for having it without him, Steve made his own party. As Josh’s c**k twitched and stomach rose and fell with heavy breaths, Steve’s body responded in ki
