Ryan doesn’t expect too much from his weekend at the Shadows and Souls fan convention in Tahoe -- he wants to meet his online friends, engage in a few heated debates about the plot for the upcoming season, and maybe shake the hand of the TV show’s star, Johnny Marlowe. But his weekend goes off course almost immediately after his arrival. First, the hotel loses his booking. Then Johnny Marlowe talks to him like they’re actual friends. And while his head is still spinning, a ghost attacks him in the elevator.<br><br>Despite fighting ghosts every week on television, Johnny Marlowe does not believe in the spirit world. However, he does believe he should get to know Ryan better. Fan or not, the man is not only gorgeous, he’s down-to-earth, fun, and makes Johnny forget about the fake life he’s forced to lead and the ex-boyfriend who refused to participate in the charade. Unfortunately, every time Johnny tries to get close to the handsome ginger, something explodes or the earth shakes or lights blink out -- and none of that is as sexy as it sounds.<br><br>Johnny doesn’t believe in ghosts, but he knows he has to get to the bottom of this haunting if he ever wants to get close to his biggest fan.

Between the Shadow and the Soul

“All right, you win.” Johnny backed up and reached for his bottle of bodywash. “If you promise me one thing.”


“Stay right there so I can watch you while I jerk off.” He dribbled soap into his free hand. “And don’t tell me not to do it. I was going to jerk off anyway.” He grinned as he wrapped his fingers around his now erect cock. “It’s just better having the visual.”


Though logic told him to get out of the room, his feet remained glued to the floor. So did his eyes on the lazy motion of Johnny’s hand, up and down the length of his shaft. “All right,” he heard himself saying. “I’ll stay.”


Johnny braced against the wall, spreading his legs slightly as he continued to stroke. The position put his balls on better display, tight and high where the smooth sac bobbed with the force of his pulls. When he reached down and rolled them between the fingers of his other hand, his moan was audible over the sound of the water.


Chapter 18