Nope, not gonna happen. I needed to go.
I opened the bedroom door. The house was in darkness. Where did he say the bathroom was? Turn right, and it’d be in front of me.
“Shit.” What the fuck had I stubbed my toe on? A light flicked on, and there stood Harvey, struggling to put on a shirt.
“Everything okay?”
“Yeah, I needed to pee, and then I stubbed my toe on whatever this is.” A small wooden bookcase sat off to the side, a collection of small porcelain animals on it. Were these Harvey’s choice? His Grandma’s maybe? I looked up from my foot to see him staring.
Fuck, I was only in my boxers, and the way he was looking me over, my dick decided it was a good time to take notice. The more he stared, the harder I got. There was absolutely no mistaking my arousal.
I placed my hands in front of me, embarrassed, but why the fuck should I be? I put them by my side and let him take his fill.
His curious eyes roamed my body and took in the couple of tattoos I had, but more and more, his eyes rested on my erection.
Had he never seen one before? What would he do? How would he react?
A bulge grew in his grey plaid trousers. I thought I was big, but this guy was giving me a run for my money.
But what should I do now? Pee was the obvious answer, but his next words almost knocked me off my feet.
“Show me. I want to see it.”
Chapter 13
Harvey
I’d never seen a man this close before. Yes, I’d been in the showers at school, but they were boys compared to the man standing before me.
A very aroused man. His cock strained against the greying fabric of his boxers, begging for release.
I don’t know what the fuck came over me, but I asked him to show me.
“I’m not sure that’s a good idea, Harvey.”
“I think I can be the judge of that.” I hadn’t exactly come to terms with everything, but I’d made sufficient progress, and not only that, I was curious.
He hesitated, and rightly so. He didn’t know how I’d react to seeing him.
“Please, Killian. I want to see it.”
“It’s no different to yours. It’s just a dick. We’ve all got them.”
I took a step towards him. I would never force him, but I hoped he’d see I meant what I said.
“I’ve never really seen another one before. Not a hard one, anyway.” I took another step closer. I could smell the cologne he’d worn tonight, a musky smell, or was that his scent? Either way, it was a heady fragrance, exaggerated now by the light sheen of sweat on his body.
Was I doing that to him? Was I making him nervous?
His hand moved towards the waistband of his boxers, then moved away. “I don’t know if this is right, Harv. I don’t want to dredge up, you know, feelings or anything.”
“You won’t. I’m completely calm and in control.” How long that would last, I didn’t know. I guessed that depended on what happened next. I took another steadying breath and held it.
“Okay, then.” He slowly pulled the elastic down and hooked it beneath his heavy balls.
His cock bounced free, hitting his stomach. He was much thicker than I was, and he had length.
Could I wrap my hand around him? Possibly, but it’d be a stretch. He was uncut, with a tangle of black pubic hair. He didn’t shave, not that I had a preference.