Ronnie asked, reaching for some of the candy.
“I have no…” Patrick stopped as something clicked into place. “Oh my god. He told me that the reason he never filmed a scene was because he couldn’t trust that it would get into the wrong hands.”
“So, are you saying he did a scene for you?”
Oliver gapped.
They all turned to look at Lane. The man held his hands up. “It wasn’t with me, I swear. It
wasn’t with any of the other guys, either. Since Ross left, I’ve taken over all scheduling, so I would know.”
They all thought that one over before Becca let out a horrified squeak. “Oh, shit. My uncle made a jackoff video for you. Ewwww…ewwww…
ewwww. Don’t you dare watch it out here!”
As if Patrick would share with anybody. He smiled down at the package, as a rush of happiness filled him. “I’ll be right back. I need to go to my room for a bit.”
Chapter Ten
atrick slammed his bedroom door behind P him. He rushed over and slid the disk in the DVD player. He snatched up the remote and settled on his bed. Pressing the play button he waited to watch his movie.
“I wish I had popcorn,” he muttered.
When Vance showed up on the screen Patrick no longer needed snacks. He had everything he desired before him.
The film quality was excellent as expected from a man who made film for a living.
Vance sat in a leather chair fully dressed. “I want you to know I love you Patrick. I know I don’t say those words often or even ever but I do.”
Patrick’s heart contracted. Vance had never said those words before.
“I love you too,” he whispered to the screen, his eyes watering. This act of trust made Patrick smile.
“Although I’ve made dozens of videos, I’ve never made one myself so forgive me if this lacks a good plot or dialogue.”
Vance stripped off his shirt and tossed it aside.
He unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock.
Patrick smiled to see Vance had gone commando.
He didn’t even have to change his usual wardrobe for the scene. Somehow that made the entire situation sexier. As if this was an event that could really happen.
His eyes glued to the screen, Patrick slipped a hand into his pajamas, stroking himself to hardness. With the eye candy before him, he didn’t need to use much persuasion to bring his erection to life.
“Whenever I jack off these days, I’m always thinking of you,” Vance said on the recording. “I can’t touch my cock without dreaming of you.”
Patrick licked his lips as Vance’s big hand wrapped around his shaft.
“Oh, yeah.” It certainly wasn’t the most professional jackoff scene he’d ever seen but it definitely ranked as the sexiest.
Vance grabbed a bottle of slick from the side table beside him. He poured a stream across his palm. Then wrapped his hand back around his own cock. Patrick’s mouth watered when he saw the drop of liquid bead on the tip.
He wished Vance were there in person he longed to taste, to lick to swallow down his lover’s length.
A soft whimper went up his throat as he could almost feel the thick hardness filling his throat.
“That’s it baby, imagine me right there. Imagine sucking me off or me slamming into you and
giving you a nice hard ride.”
Patrick’s imagination had him clenching his butt cheeks, imagining holding his lover inside.
Damn he missed Vance even if he’d thought they were over, not being next to him carved a hole inside of Patrick as if he were a hollow man and needed Vance to fill him physically and emotionally.
Watching Vance put himself on film to prove his devotion to Patrick made him jolt with excitement.
“You really do love me,” he whispered to the screen.
“This is for you baby,” Vance pumped his cock a few more times before he spurted across his hand.
Patrick quickly followed after.
Grabbing a t-shirt off the floor Patrick wiped his hand and his stomach then tossed it back on the floor. It was way past time to do laundry.
“If you still want me. Give
“I have no…” Patrick stopped as something clicked into place. “Oh my god. He told me that the reason he never filmed a scene was because he couldn’t trust that it would get into the wrong hands.”
“So, are you saying he did a scene for you?”
Oliver gapped.
They all turned to look at Lane. The man held his hands up. “It wasn’t with me, I swear. It
wasn’t with any of the other guys, either. Since Ross left, I’ve taken over all scheduling, so I would know.”
They all thought that one over before Becca let out a horrified squeak. “Oh, shit. My uncle made a jackoff video for you. Ewwww…ewwww…
ewwww. Don’t you dare watch it out here!”
As if Patrick would share with anybody. He smiled down at the package, as a rush of happiness filled him. “I’ll be right back. I need to go to my room for a bit.”
Chapter Ten
atrick slammed his bedroom door behind P him. He rushed over and slid the disk in the DVD player. He snatched up the remote and settled on his bed. Pressing the play button he waited to watch his movie.
“I wish I had popcorn,” he muttered.
When Vance showed up on the screen Patrick no longer needed snacks. He had everything he desired before him.
The film quality was excellent as expected from a man who made film for a living.
Vance sat in a leather chair fully dressed. “I want you to know I love you Patrick. I know I don’t say those words often or even ever but I do.”
Patrick’s heart contracted. Vance had never said those words before.
“I love you too,” he whispered to the screen, his eyes watering. This act of trust made Patrick smile.
“Although I’ve made dozens of videos, I’ve never made one myself so forgive me if this lacks a good plot or dialogue.”
Vance stripped off his shirt and tossed it aside.
He unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock.
Patrick smiled to see Vance had gone commando.
He didn’t even have to change his usual wardrobe for the scene. Somehow that made the entire situation sexier. As if this was an event that could really happen.
His eyes glued to the screen, Patrick slipped a hand into his pajamas, stroking himself to hardness. With the eye candy before him, he didn’t need to use much persuasion to bring his erection to life.
“Whenever I jack off these days, I’m always thinking of you,” Vance said on the recording. “I can’t touch my cock without dreaming of you.”
Patrick licked his lips as Vance’s big hand wrapped around his shaft.
“Oh, yeah.” It certainly wasn’t the most professional jackoff scene he’d ever seen but it definitely ranked as the sexiest.
Vance grabbed a bottle of slick from the side table beside him. He poured a stream across his palm. Then wrapped his hand back around his own cock. Patrick’s mouth watered when he saw the drop of liquid bead on the tip.
He wished Vance were there in person he longed to taste, to lick to swallow down his lover’s length.
A soft whimper went up his throat as he could almost feel the thick hardness filling his throat.
“That’s it baby, imagine me right there. Imagine sucking me off or me slamming into you and
giving you a nice hard ride.”
Patrick’s imagination had him clenching his butt cheeks, imagining holding his lover inside.
Damn he missed Vance even if he’d thought they were over, not being next to him carved a hole inside of Patrick as if he were a hollow man and needed Vance to fill him physically and emotionally.
Watching Vance put himself on film to prove his devotion to Patrick made him jolt with excitement.
“You really do love me,” he whispered to the screen.
“This is for you baby,” Vance pumped his cock a few more times before he spurted across his hand.
Patrick quickly followed after.
Grabbing a t-shirt off the floor Patrick wiped his hand and his stomach then tossed it back on the floor. It was way past time to do laundry.
“If you still want me. Give
Similar Books
