Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 101335 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 507(@200wpm)___ 405(@250wpm)___ 338(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 101335 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 507(@200wpm)___ 405(@250wpm)___ 338(@300wpm)
He never got to be the one with the interesting story! Now that he had one, no way he could ever speak the words out loud. Dang it!
Jace wrapped the towel around his waist and grabbed his shower caddy. He stopped by the sink and looked in the mirror. Something he didn’t normally do, but with one glance, he saw the ever present grin still plastered across his face. He definitely wore an after-sex glow. Man, he loved having sex with Colt.
Standing in front of the mirror several minutes, Jace just stared at himself. Could this one sexual encounter have altered him somehow? He seemed changed and took inventory of his body. His hair was still short and blond, no change there. His eyes were still a dark green, but they did have a noticeable sparkle, and Jace’s smile broadened. His lips were still full, his skin tanned. He lifted up on his tiptoes, rising up to get a better look in the mirror. He was still the same height, about six feet tall. So what was different? Nothing he could see, yet somehow he was fundamentally transformed. Interesting.
He gave himself the minute to imagine Colt standing right there beside him, trying to decide how they might look together. The small mirror in his locker didn’t do them justice, besides he’d been too far gone to fully absorb what he’d seen. Jace lost himself in the thought. Colt was a little taller, maybe by a couple of inches. They had about the same build. They both worked out more than their fair share. They were lean, defined, and strong. Colt’s skin was naturally dark, maybe an olive complexion. His hair was dark, almost black, and his eyes a nice light blue.
To see all of Colt’s devilish good looks walking through the locker room had startled him senseless as he’d dressed. Jace had never gotten that up close and personal with the star of the team. And then to have those blue eyes land on him with purpose… Jace had been robbed of his ability to think straight. He still wasn’t sure he was thinking straight.
Jace dug for his comb, did a quick brush through of his hair, and wondered if he would ever hear from Colt again. Probably not, but if he did, this whole infatuated schoolboy thing he had going on right now would never do. Reality came crashing forward again in full force. Jace needed to lose the silly grin right now, so he forced the smile away. If Colt made contact with him, he needed to keep it cool, light, and casual. Act as if he did these kinds of things every day, all day. He certainly didn’t want to come off as a stage-five clinger. That would scream needy and scare Colt away.
Jace grabbed his shower kit and slowly walked toward his bank of lockers. One glance down the long row and his gaze stopped at the still open locker at the end. All his thoughts of playing the cool guy flew from his brain. He could feel the smile return to his face with the heat of the blush creeping back throughout his body. Colt had banged the shit of him just a few feet away. And man did Jace want a repeat performance!
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The small Porsche rocketed through the luxury townhome complex where Colt lived. The car was new, just like the townhome, and much like the big wad of cash burning a hole in his pocket. All were secret gifts no one knew anything about. This was a tricky game, skirting around all the clearly broken rules, but Colt never allowed himself to worry. It was the only benefit of having such an involved, over-the-top father. He took care of all these little details.
Colt zipped into his parking space, bringing the car to an abrupt halt. The townhomes were within walking distance of the university, but he loved driving this thing. He admittedly drove a little recklessly, but what was the point of having a badass sports car if you didn’t live on the edge? And Colt had certainly been much closer to falling off the edge tonight.
Maybe diving off the edge was a better way to say it. He’d finally gotten inside Jace Montgomery’s sweet tight ass. How long had he fantasized about that one? Since he first saw Jace, that’s how long. And the sex was pretty much perfection, just as he dreamed it would be.
Would fucking Jace tonight fall into the top sex of his life? Hell fucking yeah! Jace was number one perfect sex right there. Colt always wanted his first man-on-man sexual encounter to be with Jace Montgomery. The current problem? Now that he’d had Jace once, he wanted more. Wasn’t that an interesting turn of events? Nah, not really. Deep down Jace had always been one of the most important people in Colt’s life.
Funny how he’d never said more than a few passing words to the guy.
Colt pushed open the car door to hear the music of the townhome complex blaring. Spring break had the entire place in full party mode, even as the night had barely begun. None of his neighbors planned to be sober for one minute of their vacation time. It was a quest, and they would most certainly excel in their mission.
The loud music that greeted Colt as he exited the car pulled him from the silence of his thoughts. This was a new experience, he always kept the radio loud as he drove because silence meant thinking, and thinking always had a way of bringing Jace into his thoughts. Jace Montgomery was the secret he held closest to his heart for four long years. The depth of those emotions scared him a little bit. Yet somehow, after tonight, he wasn’t afraid of those thoughts any longer. Damn, that felt rockin’ good.
“Hey, Colt! Come join us,” Gabby, his neighbor, called down from her second floor balcony right next door to his place. Her townhome looked full, packed from the inside out. Colt and his buddies planned to hit Sixth Street tonight, but if his friends saw Gabby already dancing in her bra and panties, they might not ever make it out. That didn’t seem too bad either. He’d rather spend all evening thinking about the sexy Jace Montgomery anyway.