Page 1 of Touch In Excess

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“Wanna seea guy with two dicks jerk off?” came a voice with the most barely there English accent.

It wasn’t the first time that day Skye wasn’t entirely sure he’d heard someone correctly. But that was typically his life as it was. His declining hearing came with the really fun side effect of his brain trying to fill in the staticky gaps of words he missed when people spoke in tones too low for his ears or his hearing aids to pick up.

And considering the work he did, he wouldn’t be surprised if his brain decided to fill in “two dicks” for some other phrase Avan was trying to use.

He dropped the weight he was using and turned his head to see Avan leaning over the arm of the treadmill, grinning at him.

“Did you say two dicks?”

‘Two dicks,’ Avan confirmed in sign.

Avan was the most proficient at ASL since he was the only one doing classes regularly, along with Skye. And it wasn’t like Skye blamed the other Sins for not being consistent with it. Their lives were hectic at best and chaos at worst. It was a damn miracle he found the time in his schedule to attend his own class twice a week.

But it was nice to have someone who was at the same level as him on his journey.

He took a beat, then sighed. ‘Show me,’ he signed back. Standing up from the weight bench, he crossed over to the treadmill Avan had been running on and stood up on the belt that was no longer moving.

Avan brandished his phone, and on the screen was a naked torso, two arms, and, sure enough, two dicks—one in each hand. The person’s skin was rich olive-brown, arms muscular, and Skye could only just make out a tattoo on the guy’s hip of what he was pretty sure was Medusa’s head.

“Is the sound on?”

Avan shook his head. “Nah. He doesn’t speak in his videos, and I’m not a huge fan of that fapping noise.”

“Is it AI?”

Avan snorted. “I thought it might be, but no, it’s a real dude. Stone asked me to investigate after he got several calls from potential clients insisting that this guy works for us. He was worried the guy was advertising himself as a Sin, but there was nothing I could find. I think people were just assuming.”

Avan was the tech guy—he was the one Stone relied on to make sure no one was hacking into their system and that their online security was running smoothly. He was also the guy who was best at dark secrets in their clients’ backgrounds, which had come in handy over the years when people had tried to pull one over on the Sins.

It had saved the guys from potential violence and assault time and time again.

Skye turned his gaze back to the video. “Is this live?” he asked when he realized the guy was following instructions from the chat.

“Yeah. It’s FanCore,” Avan said, fingerspelling the name as he said it so Skye didn’t miss it.

He was familiar with the site in a vague sense. Several of his clients over the years had asked him if he had his own, but that was one of the terms of their contracts. No outside livestreaming, not that any of the guys needed the extra cash, considering what they made working at the Tower.

But for all that Skye made a living off sex, he wasn’t an overtly sexual guy. He could get hard on command and perform when he needed to for any of his clients, but sex for him too often felt like a job. He hadn’t been excited about a partner since his ex years back—and that had burned bright and faded quickly.

He was fine with his life as it was, but if he was going to date again, he wanted that big, romantic spark. He wanted to feel something—not just get off. Porn just didn’t do it for him. Although watching a guy with two functioning dicks was definitely interesting.

“What’s his deal?” he asked after a beat.

Avan shrugged. “He jerks off, and people donate, and sometimes he puts sex acts on auction—like last week, he let someone pick a sleeve for him to fuck. His whole thing is that he’s a virgin.”

Skye scoffed. “Yeah, right.”

Avan laughed. “Hey, even if it’s bollocks, it sells. I’m not judging the guy for it, even though he’s probably full of shit. A virgin camboy is definitely a hook.”

Skye watched a few more seconds, then looked away before the guy came. “Is there a reason you’re showing me this?”

Avan sighed. “Nah, man. Just trying to cheer you up. You haven’t been yourself the last little while.”

Skye’s irritation immediately dissipated. He hadn’t meant to be an ass. He was just having an off day. Or an off month, really. Hell, an off year. He knew what the problem was, of course. He was thrilled for his friends who were finding the loves of theirlives around every corner, but his own remained full of dark shadows.

He could be happy on his own, but he was starting to wonder if maybe there was something wrong with him. Something fundamentally unlovable.

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