Chapter 5

“They’re better than Melinda’s.”

“I’m sure you’re mistaken, Colm.”

“Not true. You’ve got some great hands.”

I said something I shouldn’t have and regretted it immediately thereafter, “Just imagine what my hands can do with your cock, Colm. What do you think about that?”

Silence. Stillness. Nothing. Except for the sound of the shower’s heavy spray that filled the tiled area.

Fuck!Why did I say that?What the hell? Who crossed a line now?

Horny.

Chiseled.

Lust.

“Maybe we can try a jack-session someday, Daron. Just you and me. What do you say?” He pulled away from me and drowned himself under the hot spray, head first. When he surfaced, shaking his head to and fro, splashing water everywhere, he added, “Sometimes I could use a man’s hands on my junk. Men have more experience jacking off than women.”