Chapter 24

Jacob put the buckets down as Jasper pulled off his nightshirt. He hardly knew where to look or what to do. He thought about asking Jasper if he needed any help, but decided the man had never been afraid to ask for anything in the past and if he needed help, he’d say so.

For a man in his mid-forties, Jasper had a remarkably good body. He had broad shoulders, a patch of hair between his pectoral muscles and a thick line of hair leading from his navel down to his pubic hair. There was a slight paunch when he bent over to pull his bed socks off which soon disappeared after he stood upright again. His cock was large, not as large as Peter’s cock, but certainly a close second. It hung, thick and veined, over a set of low hanging balls.

“Are you just going to stand there staring?” said Jasper. “Help me into the tub.”