Chapter 31

After cumming Tom lay motionless for a few seconds, panting and using Dale’s jocks to clean himself up with. Dale took the opportunity to hurry back to the top of the stairs. He counted to ten.

“Hello Joseph,” he called out. He didn’t know where Joseph was but that wasn’t the point.

He walked to his room and got to the door just as his uncle was tucking his shirt in. He looked at Tom, a frown adorning his brow.

“What are you doing?” he asked, eager to hear what his uncle would come up with.

“I just came up to see if you wanted a coffee,” said Tom.

“But I wasn’t here,” he replied. “I was downstairs…having a coffee.”

His uncle looked him straight in the eye. The edges of his mouth curled into the beginning of a smile because even if Tom knew he was lying, he couldn’t say anything about it. He was lying, too. It was a Catch 22 situation and they both knew it.

“Okay, so you’ve already had a coffee. I’ll go down and have one by myself then.”