Chapter 27

But despite these disquieting thoughts, Mack couldn’t deny the feeling that he’d come back to something he’d needed for a long time. Not just the physical need, but something more, something deeper and more important - the need to love and be loved by a man…this man…Seth Buchanan.

Damn, how’s that gonna work!

With that thought he fell asleep.

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“Mack.” Mack felt a gentle shake of his shoulder. “Mack, wake up.” He heard Seth’s voice through his cloud of sleep.

As the cloud receded, Mack became aware of Seth’s hard cock poking his ass, Seth’s hands caressing his chest, and Seth’s tongue playing with his earlobe. He pressed back against the pleasurable stimulations—feeling his own dick rising from slumber.

“Hmm,” he murmured. “What time is it?”