A New Dream [Dreams: 1] by Alex C. Clarke Read Free Book Online

him a purpose, to make him focus on a goal and to welcome him in his world. But it was far too soon for that. He knew he had to slow things down, even if the temptation was strong.
    The man doesn't even know me .
    He had seen the signs and felt the lingering gaze on his body when David thought he didn’t see him. He had talked about his wife so David was likely straight as an arrow, but that gaze? It was definitely not one of a man coldly assessing another man. It was the troubled and concupiscent glance of a man who wondered why the body next to him was so appealing. And James wanted to show him why it was so exciting and the pleasure two same sex bodies could bring to each other.
    In the shower, he had indulged himself in a bit of relief but now he was in the same state as earlier. His warm and enticing thoughts wouldn’t leave him in peace. His hardness hurt so much he decided that he might as well relieve himself again. He went to his bed, lay down and pulled his pole out of his jeans before he ran gentle fingers over it. He lifted his t-shirt, so he wouldn’t have any wet spots on it later, closed his hand around his shaft and began to slide it up and down slowly as he closed his eyes.
    Behind closed lids, he saw David’s hooded eyes―his face blushing in arousal, short of breath, arching in his arms, their chests glistening with sweat and sliding against each other… James’ lips on David’s hardened nipples, his tongue playing from one tight bud to the other… His lover’s pale skin glowing in the mutely lit room…the strong sensation of their wet shafts in their entwined fingers…short breaths…moans.
    James had shut his eyes so tight he began to see stars, or maybe it was his orgasm coming far earlier than planned. The pleasure took him by surprise. He had more stamina usually and he was used to taking care of his lover’s pleasure first, but he was unable to hold it this time. The hot shot of white semen creamed his stomach and chest with an amazing strength. He was dazzled by what the mere thought of his new neighbor’s hot body pressed against his own provoked.
    He draped an arm over his face, trying to catch his breath as he collected himself. His other hand rested on the proof of his release on his flat stomach. He shivered as his sticky skin cooled down. He did his best to get out of the afterglow he was stuck in to clean up his mess. He sighed heavily. It hadn't solved his problem: David still occupied his thoughts. It was even worse; he wanted to make his fantasies come true.
    He wasted another half an hour in his flat, wandering around like a lost little boy before he determined that he should pay David a visit.
    He decided to change his clothes and he grabbed an old pair of faded jeans and a black button-down shirt that hugged his chest like a second skin. After he got dressed again, James descended the stairs and knocked once on David's door. He waited, but no one answered. He knocked again, a little louder this time. When David didn’t answer, even though James knew he was in there, he tried to turn the doorknob. It gave without any difficulty and James walked in.
    He called David’s name softly in the heavy silence of the apartment. James couldn’t hear water running and the living room was untouched. He made his way to the bedroom. He was certainly not disappointed by the view he got when he opened the door. He saw the most beautiful sight in the universe. Well, by his own standards at least. The room was illuminated by the setting sun only, rays of sunlight falling slanted over David’s naked body. He lay on his stomach, a towel lay discarded next to him on the bed. His disheveled hair looked like it had dried untouched and rested haphazardly on the pillow. David was facing the wall so James couldn’t see his expression. On the other hand, he could observe at leisure the stunning body on display before him.
    The light of the late afternoon etched mounts and vales on David's body,