At thirty-nine, Dane has begun to think that life holds no surprises for him. His last relationship was twelve years ago and, apart from a couple of flings, there has been no one special in his life for so long, he has given up even thinking about meeting anyone. His work keeps him busy and he's used to going on holidays by himself or with friends. He hasn't really missed having someone to love, and to love him back. Although sometimes ...<br><br>One day, he's cleaning the sliding door when he notices movement in the villa next to his. It's his new neighbour. His handsome new neighbour. He pretends he isn't watching the hot, semi-naked man. Later when he bumps into the man, Tassos, he's invited in for a juice. Who is this man?

When You Least Expect It

He began to rock back and forth on Tas’s finger, the tip pressing into his prostate and inching him ever closer to orgasm. He tried to hold off, tried to prolong the ecstasy, but when he had reached boiling point, all he could do was grab Tas’s head and pull it towards him so that Tas’s nose was buried in his thick pubic bush.


He felt each jet shooting into Tas’s mouth, shuddering as the last of his seed was expelled.


“Mmmm,” said Tas, standing to kiss Dane.


Tas passed some of Dane’s seed back to him with his tongue. Soon, their lips were smeared with it, the taste of it filling Dane’s senses.


“I enjoyed that,” said Tas, grinning.


“Not half as much as I did,” replied Dane.


Chapter 8