Chapter 27

To O.B.’s dismay and confusion, when he came close to climax all that filled his mind were thoughts of Avery and the times they’d been together. And when he did reach his peak, strong feelings of longing and affection for the man he’d left behind flooded his being. He had to bite his tongue to keep from calling out Avery’s name.

The two men lay silently for a few minutes after both had shot their loads. O.B.’s main thought now was to clean up and get out. Bob, or whoever he really was, wasn’t a bad guy, just a mistake. But it was the nature of the mistake that had O.B. feeling that he needed space and time to sort things out in his head.

“Want to shower?” Bob asked.

O.B.’s abs and chest were covered in cum. He rarely regretted the size of his loads or the distance he could shoot them, but this was one of those times. He was a mess and he knew he should take a shower.