For a full minute, Jake tightened his ass muscles to keep his newfound lover from slipping free. Then he rolled on one side, away from the damp spot in his sheets, and he felt Evan’s cock pull out of him. On his back, he watched Evan pull off the condom and drop it into the wastebasket next to the bedside table. A trickle of pink sweat stood out like neon on his pale cheek.
Jake pushed Evan’s skinny butt with his socked foot. “Hey, you. Come here already, will you?”
With a shy smile, Evan sank down to the bed beside Jake. Without his glasses, he looked just as hot and sexy as Jake remembered from the previous weekend. He tapped the bridge of Evan’s nose. “Contacts?” he asked.
“They hurt my eyes,” Evan admitted, “so I don’t wear them much.”
Jake wrapped an arm around Evan’s shoulders, hugging him close. “You should. You look good without them.”
A tentative hand patted Jake’s stomach. “Really?”
Jake kissed Evan’s forehead. “I was such an ass to you,” he admitted.