“Go ahead and get in,” Lamar instructed. He averted his eyes as the slender body settled into the steaming water with a deep sigh. “I’m going to make you something hot to drink.” His eyes narrowed slightly. “When was the last time you ate?”
“Lunch yesterday,” Aeren’s teeth had finally stopped chattering, but his voice was barely audible.
Lamar sighed. “Okay. I’ll be right back.”
A few minutes later, Lamar knocked lightly on the bathroom door. “Can I come in?”
When he heard Aeren’s agreement, he set a mug of thick tomato soup on the side of the tub, careful to keep his eyes on the boy’s face. “This should help a lot. When you’re ready to get out, there are plenty of towels. I’ll see if I can find you some dry clothes.”
“Thank you.”
Lamar nodded and left the room, closing the door behind him. He made it as far as his bedroom and closed that door, too, leaning against it and ripping his zipper down to pull his painfully hard dick free. The image of Aeren’s pale, naked body floated before his eyes as he stroked himself. When he flashed to the fresh memory of Aeren’s plump cock rising toward his mouth, Lamar bit down on his lip to stifle his grunts as he came almost immediately.
Cupping his other hand to catch his release, Lamar stayed against the door, fighting to catch his breath before finally wiping his hand on the towel he’d tossed on the floor after his shower that morning. Trading his work clothes for jeans, a long-sleeve Henley, and a pair of thick socks, he began to search through his clothes for anything that might fit the kid warming up in the bathroom.
Padding back through the hall, he tapped on the bathroom door. Concerned when there was no response, he pushed the door open and saw that Aeren had dozed off, his head cradled on his arms on the edge of the tub next to the empty soup cup. Setting the motley collection of clothes he’d found on the closed toilet lid, he gently shook the boy’s shoulder. “Aeren? I don’t think sleeping in here is a good idea.”
“Huh?” The golden eyes blinked open, softening when they settled on Lamar.
“You fell asleep,” Lamar explained, stroking his soft hair.
Aeren lifted his face, nudging up against Lamar’s hand like a cat demanding pets. Lamar smiled and stroked his cheek.
“I put some clothes over there,” he explained. “When you’re ready to get out, we can find you a safe spot on dry land to lie down, okay?”
Aeren nodded, nuzzling against Lamar’s hand again.
“Okay. I’ll be in the living room.”
