Helping Hand Read Online Jay Northcote (Housemates #1)

Categories Genre: College, Erotic, Gay, GLBT, M-M Romance, New Adult, Romance, Young Adult Tags Authors: Series: Housemates Series by Jay Northcote
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Total pages in book: 42
Estimated words: 43759 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 219(@200wpm)___ 175(@250wpm)___ 146(@300wpm)
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hunched forward, biting back a m oan and catching his spunk in the palm

of his free hand.

That was all it took for Jez. The sight of Mac com ing and the little

sounds he m ade tipped Jez over into blissful release.

“Fuck, y es,” he hissed, gaze still fixed on Mac’s dick as he shot all

over his T-shirt, too lost in the pleasure to care about m aking a m ess. He

collapsed back, closing his ey es and panting as the waves of his clim ax

receded.

The sofa shifted as Mac m oved beside him , and then the sound of

the porn on the laptop stopped as the lid clicked shut.

“Bollocks,” Mac m uttered.

Jez opened his ey es to see Mac staring at the sticky m ess in his left

hand.

Jez chuckled. “We didn’t plan this very well.” He tucked his cock

away, then sat up and stripped off his T-shirt. “Here.” He passed it to

Mac. “It’ll be going in the wash any way. I j izzed all over it.”

Mac wiped his hand on a dry bit of the T-shirt, then balled it up and

passed it back. “Cheers.” Mac’s cheeks were pink, and he licked his lips.

He avoided Jez’s ey es, but his gaze slid over Jez’s torso in a way that left a

tingle in its wake. He zipped his j eans back up. “I’m gonna go to bed

now.”

“Okay.” Jez deliberately kept his tone light. Mac looked like a

spooked anim al, and Jez didn’t want to say any thing to m ake him m ore

uncom fortable. May be if he acted like this was a com pletely norm al

thing for two straight guy s to do on a quiet night in, Mac wouldn’t freak

out and m ake things uncom fortable. “Night, m an. Sleep well.”

“You too,” Mac m um bled as he departed, laptop under one arm and

his back to Jez.

Chapter Three

Jez’s hopes of carry ing on as norm al were dashed to pieces the next

day. He didn’t see Mac until late m orning, and when they eventually

crossed paths in the kitchen, Jez greeted him j ust like he norm ally would

with an “All right, m ate,” and a grin, but Mac wouldn’t look him in the

ey e.

Mac m uttered a quick hi and turned away from Jez to rifle through

the fridge. Jez stared at his back for a m om ent and then decided this

wasn’t his problem . It wasn’t as if he’d coerced Mac into any thing. Mac

was a big boy, capable of m aking his own decisions. It stung a little that

Mac so clearly regretted this one, but whatever. He’d get over it

eventually, and Jez wasn’t going to lose any sleep in the m eantim e.

Jez took his tea through to the living room and sat on the em pty sofa.

Dani was in the corner of the other sofa, eating noodles, with her long

purple hair tucked behind her ears. Josh, with dark shadows under his

ey es, was curled up at the other end reading and m aking notes. He’d been

out all night. Jez had been eating breakfast when Josh let him self in and

headed straight for the coffee. When Jez asked if he’d had a good night,

Josh had grunted noncom m ittally, so Jez hadn’t pressed him .

Mac j oined them without a word, carry ing a huge plate of

sandwiches and a glass of m ilk. He crossed the room to sit in the

arm chair rather than taking the space beside Jez.

“Is it okay if I put the TV on?” he asked Josh, who was lost in his

book with a frown of concentration on his sharp features.

“Yeah, fine.” The silver ring in Josh’s lip glinted as he glanced up and

gave Mac a quick sm ile.

Mike drifted downstairs around lunchtim e, hung-over and tired,

followed shortly by Shawn, who was in an even worse state.

“You look rough, Shawny,” Jez said. “Good night, was it?”

“Awesom e.” Shawn grinned, then lifted his j aw to proudly show an

angry red m ark on his neck. “Look.”

“Jesus, did y ou pull a vam pire?” Dani teased.

“She was very into m e. What can I say ?”

All six of them hung out in the living room m ost of the afternoon. It

was raining outside, and none of them had any plans, so they enj oy ed a

lazy Sunday of TV, banter, and a bit of study ing for those who had

deadlines. The whole afternoon Jez didn’t m anage to catch Mac’s ey e

once, and it wasn’t for want of try ing. He m ade a point of including him

in the conversation, m entioning the film they ’d watched last night to try

and get him to interact. But even when he j oined in the conversation, Mac

looked at any one rather than Jez. The awkwardness between them was

painfully obvious to Jez, but nobody else seem ed to notice. If they did,


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