and grimaced at the slight feeling of nausea he had from the sugary drink. He tried to shake it off as Shep ran around the backyard like he was a cop patrolling the neighborhood. The chatter from angry squirrels above grew louder, making him chuckle.
Apparently, not everything appreciated Shep's efforts.
Since Elijah had met Jack, he'd tried to get his sexy neighbor out of his mind. It bothered Elijah that he was attracted to the handsome, older man. After all, Elijah moved to Charlestown to focus on himself and his well-being, not to become infatuated with a man who wouldn't give him the time of day if he really knew about his past.
To his chagrin, last night while Elijah masturbated in his lonely bed, he had even tried to push Jack out of his overactive imagination. But even as Elijah stroked himself to orgasm, he couldn't blot out Jack's handsome face and the softness of his creamy skin.
Even now, Elijah could easily picture Jack's hot, wet mouth on his cock. Just thinking about it made him want to unzip his cargo shorts and beat one off right now. Elijah figured that Shep and the squirrels might not appreciate the view—definitely not a good idea.
In the distance, the sliding glass door opened and shut. He looked up, and butterflies flew around in his stomach as Elijah watched a very casual Jack walk up to him with a relaxed expression on his handsome face.
Elijah's gaze roamed over Jack's form, and he bit his bottom lip to keep from moaning. Jack's crisp, white t-shirt clung a little too snugly to his chest, and the hem barely reached below the waistband of his jeans. Elijah just knew if he could get Jack to lift his arms up, he would be gifted with the vision of that soft, pale flesh. He tried to push away thoughts of running his fingers over that silken skin. His gaze traveled farther down to Jack's long legs, covered in faded, holey jeans.
Elijah fought the urge to squirm in his seat. Between him envisioning Jack sucking his cock and now seeing the man himself, looking all comfortable and sexy within his own skin, Elijah's prick began to harden. He quickly pulled his t-shirt over his groin and hoped Jack wouldn't notice his arousal.
Elijah was confused by these feelings he had for his sexy neighbor. Later in the week, he would talk about it with Jay.
"God, it feels great out here today, doesn't it?" Jack asked. He practically collapsed into the comfortable lawn chair beside him and propped his feet up on a large rock.
Elijah looked at Jack's bare feet and swallowed.
Even his feet are sexy .
"Elijah?"
He dragged his gaze from Jack's feet up to his pretty eyes and nodded. "It does."
Elijah wanted to cringe at his two-word answer. Jack was probably riveted by his conversation skills.
Not.
"How was your day?" Elijah managed to croak.
Jack tilted his head to the side, a concerned expression on his handsome face. "It was pretty good. How about yours? Did you get much accomplished today?"
Elijah gave a one-shoulder shrug. "It was okay. I finished unpacking, and I had my cable turned on."
Jack took a long drink of beer and leaned back in his chair. "That's good. Even though I have almost five hundred channels, I still complain that there's nothing on television. But I couldn't live without my cable TV."
"Yeah, me neither."
Jack reached behind his head and pulled out the black rubber band, freeing his thick, black hair. His sexy neighbor was obviously happy to let his hair down, judging by the slight groan he made and the look of relief on his face. Elijah watched in awe as Jack's midnight-colored hair shone in the afternoon sun and lay in gentle waves on his shoulders.
Heat and desire ran through Elijah's body down to his groin. He stifled a moan as his cock pressed hard against the material of his cargo shorts, and he brazenly watched Jack comb through the mass, loosening the tangles with his fingers.
Elijah loved long hair on men, but he had a strong suspicion that when it came to Jack's hair, it was