Chapter 8

::Matty, sometime tonight.::

With a laugh, Matt told him, “I’m coming.”

From the bedroom came a low growl. “You better not be.”

But when Matt returned to the bedroom, Vic still lay across the bed, eyes shut. “I thought you said you were up,” Matt said, pouting.

::Oh, I’m up alright.::Vic opened one eye and smiled up at Matt, then hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his boxer briefs. Raising his hips off the mattress, he smoothly slid down his underwear. His legs rose, too, and he pushed the fabric down to his knees before he lowered them again.

Once the underwear was out of the way, Vic’s heavy cock swung up from the center of his shaved crotch, curving close to his lower belly. Milky precum bubbled along the slit in the purple cockhead.

Matt’s dick twitched at the sight of his lover spread out before him so invitingly. “And to think I was just going to rub one out and let you sleep.”

“You better not,” Vic growled. “Get over here already.”