Chapter 8Marc had changed, Jarrett thought a few days later. Since they got rid of the body, he’d become much more relaxed. Jarrett envied his ability to put things behind him so easily, but he liked it, because it brought him advantages too. A relaxed Marc was a Marc who wore less clothing, sometimes only the pajama pants that rode low on his hips and that he was keen to shed on a moment’s notice. They had s*x twice a day at least. A morning blowjob between breakfast and Jarrett’s exercises. Then in the afternoon they had a longer session, similar to that first one, where Marc straddled him and Jarrett f****d him—the only position Jarrett could currently manage for long.
Marc showed no interest in topping, and though he liked to have Jarrett suck him or jerk him off, he didn’t insist on
