Page 53 of The Rat

Heat flooded Rory’s face, itdidn’t matter that the lights were off, he imagined Sebastian couldfeel hisembarrassment radiating from his cheeks.

“Ihaven’t.”

“God, you must be frustrated. Why haven’tyou?”

“I dunno, it’s weird… when you’re notalone.”

“It’s yourcell,too.”

“I know…I…”

Sebastian pursed his lips,ducked under the bed, then returned with the tub of Vaselinein his hand. “Tellyou what, I’ll do it at the same time and then you won’t feelweird.”

“What?”

Sebastian unscrewed the lid andheld out the pot. “Take some, getyour cock nice and wet, that’s how I likeit, it’ll feel better.”

His eyes glinted, challenging,smug, confident. Rory couldn’t work out his emotions, but he held the tubout for a few minutes and neither of them spoke. Rory reachedhesitantly, and Sebastian gave him an encouraging nod. He chuckledwhen Rory finally scooped out some with his fingers.

“That’s it,” Sebastian mumbled.“Enjoy.”

He disappeared under the bed, leavingRory to stare at the ceiling with sticky fingers, and a hard-on inhis boxers. He didn’t touch himself, but stayed perfectly still,and listened.

He heard the tub of Vaselineagain, Sebastian screwing the lid back on. ThenSebastian groaned, and Rory bithis lip when he heard the wet sound. The fast slip and slide of ahand on a cock.

A sob broke free of Rory’s lips, andSebastian laughed breathlessly.

“Let go.”

Rory reached down and wrappedhis hand around his cock. He didn’t need the Vaseline, his cock leaked withvigor and his boxers were sopping wet. He grabbed himself hard andstarted rubbing.

Sebastian groaned and pantedbeneath him, but Rory stayed as quiet as he could. He wanted tolisten, and he shut his eyes, allowing himself to be seduced by the sexsounds of the man below. He lifted his hips in time with his hand,and his cock was so slippery he lost his grip. He heard Sebastian’shand moving faster, the wet sound got louder, and he followedSebastian’s lead.

Rory’s cock throbbed, his balls tightened,and the tingle-like itch of an inevitable orgasm began.

“Fuck,” he groaned.

“That’s it, let go with meRory…”

Sebastian saying his name wasenough, and he bit his lip, and whined as he came. His cock seized,and relaxed,seized and relaxed, shooting his load on to his chest with eachcontraction of pleasure. He pressed his head back into the pillowand heaved for breath.

Sebastian’s light chuckledrifted up from the bottom bunk. Rory could barely hear it over his heartbeat andgasps for air.

“Night, Rory.”

ChapterTen

“Hope you’ve got something forus…”Morrismumbled.

Rory bit his lip. “I heard him on thephone.”

“And?” Hamish grunted.

“I didn’t hear who was on theother end, but they were talking about Jameson’s farm. Sebastian wants someoneto buy it, or a piece of the land or something.”

“Did you hear anyfigures?”

“He said 250,000, could’vebeen talking money, could’ve been talking about the minutes untilhe’s out. I don’t know for sure.”

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