“Fuck!” he muttered.
He realized it might be a long and restless evening when he felt his cock twitching again. He might just have to jerk off a couple more times, or three, before he could fall asleep. He sighed and reached for his hardening tool. 6
“Hey, Adam.”
“Yeah, Mike?”
“Try this.”
“Okay.”
Adam was surprised when Mike put some of the pasta onto his plate. He decided to reciprocate by offering a cut of his own steak.
“Thanks, Adam. Lance, do you want a taste?”
“Sure, and you can have some of this steamed fish. Do you want the salad as well?”
“Yeah, of course.”
Adam had expected to feel a strong surge of jealousy at the sight of Mike and Lance smiling and exchanging bites of food. Instead, all that came up was a gentle fondness. He grinned and continued to eat his food.