The NorthStar by Elle Keaton

Author:Elle Keaton
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dirty Dog Press

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He set his suitcase on the bed and opened it, digging around to find his sleep pants, which he tossed on the bed. With a quiet groan he stripped naked. He needed a shower, and he needed sleep. Hands on his hips, Chance looked down at his semi-erect dick. He needed something else too, or he wouldn’t be able to sleep.

The bathroom was as tasteful as the bedroom, although admittedly all Chance really saw was the tub and shower. He climbed in and stood for a moment under the hot spray before reaching down to stroke himself. His cock needed very little encouragement. He felt himself harden under his hand; a self-pleasure loop kept building as he stroked and pumped. He slicked himself up with the shower gel, running his fingers along his own length, then underneath to the soft sac and back. The sensation was glorious, electric. A vision of what John might look like naked popped into his head, and he felt himself get harder. John would be a giving lover, Chance was certain. A whimper escaped him. He wanted to make this last, but he needed release. He might not be the young man he once was, but he had no trouble with sex.

Slowly he continued pumping himself. It was almost too much, but he also wanted more, and suddenly he didn’t know if he could come like this. He wanted more than just a hand on his knob. Lifting one foot, he balanced it on the edge of the tub, then leaned a shoulder against the wall to keep somewhat steady. He chuckled. It wouldn’t do for John to have to call an ambulance because Chance hurt himself wanking in the shower.

He continued to let his fingers run up and down his hard, nearly pulsing cock. Did he want to pinch his nipple, or—he shut his eyes, images flooding his senses. John was behind him whispering nothings into his ear, massaging his entrance, using long, lean fingers to get him ready. Then the hard tip of John’s erection would push against him and finally slide inside. Chance’s hand pumped faster, and he tightened his grip as his orgasm peaked. Come gushed onto his hand before disappearing down the drain.

The shower spray continued to pound against his shoulders while he recovered enough to think clearly. It had been a while since he’d been that turned on, come that hard. When he and John really got together, not just in Chance’s fevered imagination, it was going to be extraordinary.

Back in the bedroom after toweling himself off and dragging on the joggers he normally slept in, Chance called Edmund.

“What bloody time is it there?”

“Two a.m. I wanted to let you know I made it.”

“Hopefully you made it before now; the flights were what, fourteen hours? And you left days ago.”

“Smart arse.”

“Did you find him?”

Chance took a breath before he spoke, and Edmund beat him to it.

“You did. And you’re not coming home.”

“I did. And yes, you’re going to have to pack my flat.

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