Chapter 12
Del smiled as he chopped some vegetables into the kind of sizes that would cook evenly. Even after a couple of weeks since that first encounter on Justin’s couch, Del’s mind kept wondering back to the way Justin had felt on his lap.
Sure, they’d done some other things since, even more memorable ones, yet it was still the feeling of Justin rolling his hips desperately, coming in his jeans, that made Del’s brain feel pleasantly proud and a low key turned on, too.
Since the first night, they’d done the same a few times, and he’d surprised Justin with a hasty blowjob in the utility room while the kids were playing outside one weekend afternoon, and yeah, he knew Justin was gathering courage to blow him as well.
Del moved the potatoes into the bowl he’d halfway filled with cold w
