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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Jez picked up the TV rem ote, paused the film , and then m oved

closer to Mac so he could see the laptop screen better. Their thighs

touched, and the warm th of Mac’s leg, even through lay ers of clothing,

set Jez’s nerve endings alight.

There was an awkward silence as they started watching the action

on the screen. It was a straight-down-to-business kind of scene: no

distracting story line, backing m usic, or bad acting. There was sim ply a

sexy girl in office clothes and a guy in a suit kissing and undressing each

other. The only sounds were the rustle of their clothes and the wet noises

of kissing. Jez was aware of the sound of his own breath and of Mac next

to him . Neither of them m ade a m ove to do any thing, but Jez was

painfully turned on, and sitting here in uncom fortable silence, watching

porn and not j erking off, was getting seriously awkward. Som eone had to

get this party started, and as it had been Jez’s suggestion in the first place,

he figured Mac was probably waiting for him to m ake the first m ove, so

to speak.

The girl dropped to her knees, and the guy ’s dick was front and

centre on the screen. Porn-star huge, of course, and rock-hard. Jez finally

gave in to the need for friction and started to rub his erection through the

soft, stretchy fabric of his j ogging bottom s as the girl licked up the

underside, and the guy on the screen groaned appreciatively. He

im agined how it would feel to have som eone doing that to him . It had

been way too long: weeks… m onths, even.

Mac shifted next to him , his elbow bum ping Jez’s ribs as his hand

started to m ove over the bulge in his j eans. Jez snuck a quick glance

sideway s. That couldn’t be com fortable. Mac’s dick m ust be trapped

behind the zip if he was properly hard now.

“Fuck it.” Jez pulled his cock out of his trousers and started stroking in

earnest, nearly groaning with relief as his hand finally gripped and slid

exactly as he wanted it. He let his head fall back and bit his lip, and his

ey es fluttered closed for a m om ent before he opened them again to

watch the action as the guy on the screen got his dick worshipped.

Mac froze beside him , his arm stilling for a m om ent, but Jez ignored

him . There was no way he was going to stop now. His hand felt too good,

and Mac had had plenty of chances to duck out. If he wasn’t going to j oin

in, that was his problem . He could watch Jez getting off. Jez was past

caring.

The sound of Mac’s zip and the rustle of clothing cut through the fog

of Jez’s arousal. Jez couldn’t help his gaze sliding sideway s again. It was

natural curiosity to want to see what Mac looked like hard. He’d seen him

naked once or twice—in changing room s or the showers at the gy m

where they worked out together som etim es—and he knew Mac had a

nice-looking dick even when it was soft.

“Wow.” Jez stared in disbelief. Big Mac certainly earned his

nicknam e.

“What?”

“You’re hung like a donkey.” Jez stared, an uncom fortable m ix of

envy and arousal flaring in the pit of his belly.

“You’re supposed to be watching the porn, not m e,” Mac said, but he

sounded am used rather than uncom fortable and his hand m oved on his

cock, sliding slowly up and down, pulling the foreskin back to expose the

dark pink head.

“I’m j ust checking out the com petition.” Jez reluctantly tore his gaze

away and looked back at the screen, where the guy ’s rather less

fascinating cock was still getting worked over by the girl.

After that, they stopped talking. The silence was only punctuated by

the occasional m oan or “Yeah baby ” from the laptop, the rasp of their

own breathing, and the sound of skin-on-skin.

Jez was achingly aware of every part of him that was in contact

with Mac: the press of his thigh, the bum p of Mac’s elbow against his arm .

Jez couldn’t resist sneaking the occasional look sideway s. Mac’s dick was

fascinating in its thick perfection. The sound of Mac’s hand on it was

getting louder—sticky, wet sounds as he obviously got closer to com ing.

Jez was close, too, but he didn’t want to be distracted by his own orgasm .

He wanted to see Mac com e first.

Jez had no clue what was happening on the laptop screen any longer.

He was far too focused on Mac, on the sounds he was m aking and the

feel of his m ovem ents so close to Jez’s body. Even when he looked at the

screen, it could have been Match of the Day for all he cared. Finally Mac

gasped and stiffened, and Jez turned to watch as Mac cam e. Mac


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