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“And you.”
Paul nodded. “Yeah, I got that message.” He strolled across to the counter and looked at the supplies Luke had bought at the store. He smelled of fresh hay, sunshine, and leather. “I don’t see anything edible here, so I reckon we’ll need more food.”
Luke managed a laugh. “Aunt Josie came by earlier. She’s bringing me an old refrigerator she has in her garage. I was too grateful to argue with her.”
“Good, let’s hope she fills it with food as well.”
“Knowing her, she probably will, but you might want to bring some takeout just in case.”
“What time do you want us over tonight, then?”
Luke consulted his watch and realized it was already way past lunchtime. “Whenever Julia gets off work.” He almost groaned at his choice of words. The thought of Julia getting off in front of him wasn’t helping his constant hard-on. He walked back toward his makeshift bedroom and hoped Paul would get the hint that it was time to leave. He needed a little quiet time before he had to face them both again.
Keeping his back to Paul, he cupped his aching cock and balls and promised them release as soon as he could get rid of his visitor.
“What’s up, Luke?”
“Nothing.” He tensed as Paul walked past him into his makeshift bedroom and studied him closely.
“Doesn’t look like nothing to me. Looks like you’re about to burst out of those jeans.”
Luke stared at Paul. “So?”
“So, why not get on with it? It’s not as if it’s the first time I’ve seen you jack off.”
Luke licked his lips. “You want to watch me?”
“Why not? I might even join in. The thought of Julia doing what you tell her has me so fired up I can barely walk straight, let alone concentrate.”
Luke leaned up against the wall and slowly and deliberately undid the snap of his jeans and eased down the zipper. He sighed as the pressure on his cock diminished and shoved down his boxers and jeans. Without taking his gaze away from Paul, he wrapped one hand around the base of his already swollen and wet shaft and squeezed hard.
“Ah . . .” He groaned as pre-cum dripped down from his crown and covered his fingers. He was even more aroused to see that Paul’s eyes didn’t move away from the sight of his cock. “That’s better.” He pumped slightly, let the thick shaft slide between his fingers, thumbed the crown on every upstroke. “I got hard when I was with Julia in the bank, pinching her nipples and her clit, did she tell you I did that?”
“Yeah,” Paul said hoarsely, his hand settling over his groin, the bulge of his cock evident. “I bet she loved it.”
Luke tightened his grip on his cock. “I told her she’d have to wait to come, to wait until I let her come.”
Paul shoved down his zipper and grabbed at his cock which was already pushing out of his boxers. “I wish I’d been there. Seen you touching her.”
“You’ll see me touch her later, buddy, and she’ll be touching you, too.” Luke said. “Think about it, Julia on her knees, begging for it, begging us to let her come.” Paul groaned, his fingers moving in unison to Luke’s, both of them gripping their cocks as hard as they could. “Begging us to fuck her.”
Luke dragged his gaze up from Paul’s shaft to his face. “Do you want some help with that?”
Paul went still. “With my cock?”
“Yeah. If you come over here we can double the fun.” Luke held his breath as Paul considered him. Had he moved too fast? Would Paul agree, or walk out on him? Keeping his hand wrapped firmly around his cock, Paul walked over to stand beside Luke.
Without saying anything, Luke curved his left hand around the thickness of Paul’s shaft and started moving his fingers. Paul groaned and leaned up against the wall, head lowered to watch Luke manipulate both his cock and his own.
Luke nipped at Paul’s ear, made him shudder, and made his breathing catch. “Do you like this? Do you like the thought of me having your cock in my hands?”
“Hell, yeah, but I’d like this even more.”
It was Luke’s turn to groan, as Paul returned the favor and touched his cock, so that all four of their hands were working together.
“That’s fucking good—that’s . . .” Luke gasped out the last words as his come exploded through his fingers, heard Paul groan alongside him, and saw the thick stream emerge from Paul’s cock. He closed his eyes and leaned back against the wall, tried to catch his breath. Watching Paul come had made him instantly hard again.
He blinked slowly and stared at the other man. Paul took a handkerchief out of his pocket and cleaned himself up then buttoned up his jeans. He handed Luke the cloth, his smile slow and full of satisfaction. “Now don’t you feel better for that? I know I do.”
