Chapter 23

Tom Alan’s attention shifted back to Ben’s mate on the screen and his erection. I’m gonna meet these guys in person, he thought. Both of them! No guilt, no ambivalence or second thoughts, in the throes of self-stimulation he let himself be free to enjoy the pornography and the feelings it and thoughts of Adam Stoker, Ben Thornton, and Milo Fisher stirred within him. Booger Fisher. Ahh! Tom Alan closed his eyes a moment and reminisced about Milo’s tight little body, naked, furry, and wet in the shower at the rink, just like Video Guy’s. He hadn’t looked Milo over when he’d had the chance, not long enough, anyway. You fool!But he remembered his hairiness, and he remembered a penis. But what’d it look like?

“Dang it!”

Adam Stoker’s would have to do. And there it was. Soaking wet, the briefs became completely translucent. The well-defined Inkeiwas now plumper, the ridge of its head pink and thick against the now-sheer material.