Helping Hand Read Online Jay Northcote (Housemates #1)

Categories Genre: College, Erotic, Gay, GLBT, M-M Romance, New Adult, Romance, Young Adult Tags Authors: Series: Housemates Series by Jay Northcote
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Total pages in book: 42
Estimated words: 43759 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 219(@200wpm)___ 175(@250wpm)___ 146(@300wpm)
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to pull away, but he didn’t. Instead he groaned into Jez’s m outh and kissed

him m ore hungrily. The rasp of his stubble on Jez’s was alien and thrilling,

and the size and strength of Mac’s hands as he slid them up the back of

Jez’s T-shirt and stroked them over his skin were so different to what Jez

was used to. He shivered.

“Sorry, are they cold?” Mac m urm ured.

“Yeah, but don’t stop.”

Overwhelm ed with arousal and the thrill of finally getting to touch

Mac like this, Jez wanted m ore. He was done being cautious. Mac had

started this, and Jez was going to take what he could get while it lasted. He

kissed Mac again, hard and deep, and slid his hands up the front of Mac’s

T-shirt, palm ing over the ridges of Mac’s abs and up to his chest. Mac’s

skin was sm ooth, and his nipples hardened under Jez’s teasing fingers. Jez

stroked and pinched lightly, and Mac whim pered, pressing his hips harder

into Jez.

Jez broke the kiss to pull his own T-shirt off, craving skin-on-skin.

“Yours too,” he dem anded.

Mac only hesitated for a second before com ply ing.

They kissed again, and the contact of their warm , bare chests

pressing close together m ade Jez’s balls ache with the need to com e. So

good, so fucking good. He grabbed Mac’s hips and hauled him closer,

grinding their erections together. It was am azing, but it still wasn’t enough.

“Com e on,” he gasped out between kisses, pushing Mac towards the

bed. “Lie down.”

They fell sideway s onto the m attress, breathless and laughing as the

springs squeaked. Jez kissed Mac again. He couldn’t get enough of it. Mac

was so big and strong, sexy in a way that Jez hadn’t fully appreciated

before. As they kissed, Jez got his hands on Mac’s fly and fum bled with

the buttons, clum sily unfastening them so he could reach inside for Mac’s

cock. Once he’d got Mac’s erection free, he did the sam e for his own,

then started to stroke Mac in earnest.

“Oh,” Mac gasped.

“Yeah.” Jez’s voice cam e out sounding wrecked. Mac’s hot silky

hardness in his hand felt am azing. He thrust his own cock against Mac’s

hip, hissing at the catch of rough denim on his sensitive cockhead.

Mac took the hint and wrapped his large hand around Jez, and Jez

fucked into the grip of Mac’s fist, biting back a m oan.

It was m essy and desperate, all biting kisses, stroking hands, and

awkward thrusting. Jez was rem inded of his first hand j ob—m ore

enthusiasm than coordination, but it hadn’t m attered because it was

som eone else’s hand on his dick and that was all he’d cared about. Now

this was hot because it wasn’t j ust som eone else. It was Mac, his m ate, his

straight m ate, and this was all kinds of fucked-up and probably really

unwise, but Mac was kissing Jez like he owned him , and apparently Jez

was a total sucker for that.

He clim axed with an undignified whim per, slicking the tight channel

of Mac’s fist with warm com e as he turned and pressed his face into

Mac’s neck. He didn’t want Mac to see his expression. He was too raw, too

exposed, afraid of what Mac m ight find there. As he shook with the force

of it, Jez was dim ly aware of the hot splash on his belly as Mac cam e too.

They lay panting for a few m om ents, the pounding beat of Jez’s

heart slowly settling as their breathing slowed. He drew back until he

could see Mac’s face. Mac’s ey es were open, and his lips curved in a

sm all sm ile. Jez wanted to kiss him again, but it felt like the m om ent had

passed, and he was afraid Mac m ight not want that.

Instead, Jez closed his ey es and drifted, not ready to m ove y et. Still

woozy from beer and com e-drunk on top of the alcohol, he could have

fallen asleep like that: sticky and half-naked on top of his duvet. But Mac

m oving brought him back to reality. Jez opened his ey es and watched as

Mac sat up, holding his hand out in front of him and grim acing.

Jez chuckled. “I’m out of tissues, sorry.”

The bed shifted as Mac stood. He pulled up his j eans and picked his

T-shirt up from the floor and used it to wipe his hand. Jez lay unm oving.

His cock was still out, wet and softening against his thigh, but he was too

tired and fucked out to care as Mac stared at him in silence, his face hard

to read in the dim light. A car horn sounded out on the street and broke the

spell.

“I’d better go,” Mac said.

Jez didn’t want Mac to go y et, but he couldn’t think of the right words

to m ake him stay. He was too tired to be coherent. “’Kay … night.”


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