had virtual sex sessions before a time or two, but neither of them had been anything like the experience he had shared with Jordan. Sure, the sex had been off-the-charts hot, given that it had been entirely without them actually touching each other. But there had been more there than just sex in that encounter. Something deeper had pulled them together then, and was still drawing them closer.
Finally crawling beneath the sheets after completing his nighttime rituals, Bennett lay quietly trying to settle in to sleep. Questions and memories assailed him, causing him to squirm. And with each new thought, his cock rose higher demanding the attention he eventually gave it. Long, hard pulls and frenzied circling of his straining dick, as well as fondling his balls as he spread the precum flowing from his slit eventually had his back arching up and Jordan’s name on his lips as he came.
Coming down after the quick and dirty jerk off, he cleaned up with some tissues from the bedside table and dropped the used paper into the garbage. This time, his mind fuzzy with remembered orgasmic pleasure and his body finally sated enough for him to relax, he was asleep in a minute.
On Friday night, he was cleaning up after a late session at the studio when his cell phone buzzed. Dumping the drop cloth he’d been using, he reached for it and grinned when he saw who it was. Jordan’s message lit him up inside.
Jordan: What am I bringing tomorrow for dinner?
Bennett: Nothing but your sexy self.
A grinning emoji preceded Jordan’s reply.
Jordan: Flattery will get you everywhere.
Bennett was suddenly swamped by an overwhelming need to hear Jordan’s voice.
Bennett: Call me.
Jordan: Can’t. It’s a little loud where I am.
Oh, yeah…Friday nights Jordan hung out with his friends. He wished they were far enough along that he could hang with them as well. It’d be a change from just dinner with his brothers or with Ry and Chandler. Not that he minded hanging with his family or his best friend, but how had he managed to live a full life without more than those few people for companionship?
Oh, yeah, right…it hadn’t been as full a life as he’d dreamed it would be. And he hadn’t really thought much of it until now, with a man in his life he wanted to keep in it, even if he didn’t quite know how. A man who had a much fuller life than he did, despite his horrific past. The thought was depressing. Bennett shook it off and was glad Jordan wasn’t there to clock his change of mood.
Bennett: Oh, yeah. Sorry. I forgot you hang out with your friends on Friday nights. Go ahead and have fun. I’ll see you tomorrow.
He added a smiling emoji to reassure Jordan that he was fine, then ended the chat and went back to cleaning up. Jordan didn’t answer, and he squelched the sharp disappointment that he felt. Why should the man chase after him? Especially when he’d said it was fine? And how the hell old was he again? He hated feeling and acting like a damned teenage girl, all emotions and no reason.
He sighed heavily as he locked his studio door behind him and made his way to his car. Maybe he was stereotyping teenage girls. After all, what did he know about them aside from the things he remembered from high school? And even there, what he remembered wasn’t all that much as he tended to avoid them, because he didn’t understand them. His circular thoughts teased a chuckle from his throat as he drove home.
Adam was just getting home when he parked. He hadn’t seen his brother in a few days and he could tell by the droop of his shoulders and the shadows under his eyes that Adam was exhausted.
“You look like hell,” he said companionably, draping an arm over his brother’s shoulder.
“Fuck off,” Adam said without heat. “I’m wiped.”
“Mom’s got Nova tonight?”
“Yeah. I’ll go pick her up in the morning.”
They made their way up to their apartments and though Bennett felt like company, he knew Adam needed a shower and his bed more than time with his little brother. He’d just have to suck up being alone one more time.
“Get some rest, bro. I’ll talk to you in the morning.”
They hugged and parted ways at his front door. Inside, he fed Claus, who was more than a little miffed that he was so late home. The cat glared at him from his