“Ah. Well. He just jerked off on me,” Alex mumbles, face suddenly really warm. He and Chris have talked about s*x for years. Why is this suddenly so difficult?
“Just? Oh, I knew it! He’s going to love you. What else?”
Alex sighs, realizes he’s not going to get out of giving him the exact rundown of his evening, so he goes to the fridge, grabs a beer, and proceeds to tell Chris the entire story, beginning to end. Chris is so enthralled he barely interrupts, which is almost unheard of.
“So,” Alex continues, “he told me that he was waiting for me, that he didn’t want to touch me until I was ready, or came to him. I told him I was, and before I left, he hugged me.”
“My God. You’re going to own him. Did you like it, though? Did you enjoy it at all?”
“Yeah, it was really…satisfying. Hot. Re
