Chapter 11

Ray made note of the calls. He would respond to them in the morning. He lay down and turned out the light. As he settled back on the pillow, his arms behind his head, he let his mind drift back to Br’er and the time they had just spent together. He felt himself getting hard. His hand traveled down to grasp his erection. Slowly he began to stroke, replaying every minute of the evening from beginning to end. When he reached the memory of their shower together his balls contracted, and he groaned as he shot cum all over himself.

Taking a deep breath, he got up and went into the bathroom to clean up. As he looked at his reflection in the mirror, the memories of his night with Br’er and the voicemails he’d just received began to merge. He knew instantly why he could never do this again.