Stuck in you

Michael laughed sarcastically at Jack. It was impossible for him to believe Jack hadn't had sex for many years. The two of them grew up together. It would be more convincing for Michael if Jack had been castrated than the thought that he hadn't had sex for years.

Of course, he wouldn't say that. It would be mighty offensive to Jack. Michael shrank when Jack glared at him. He immediately removed his hand from Jack's shoulder.

"Hey, man, if you're having problems, you can tell me," said Michael. "Trust me, it will be just between us."

Jack probably had a reason. Michael knew him well enough to know that there was something bothering him. Perhaps Jack was too embarrassed to admit it. Maybe he was having problems sealing the deal. By the tone of Michael's question, Jack understood what he meant. He was gradually becoming annoyed at Michael's persistence.

Michael ignored the fact that he was annoying his friend and continued talking. Jack slowly raised his bruised left hand and clenched it into a fist in front of him. He raised his eyebrows at Michael. "What sort of problem do you even think I have, huh?"

When he saw Jack's clenched fist, Michael stopped talking. No matter how sincere he was, Jack might've thought it was an insult. Michael gave Jack a dry smile. "Look, bro, I just wanted to know if there was something holding you back." Michael patted Jack's back. "You can tell me My doors are always open."

Jack sneered at Michael. "Can you really do something to help me with that sort of problem, Michael?" Jack's voice was gradually becoming angrier and louder.

Michael's face turned pale.

They were bonded as brothers. But they had already been of age when they saw each other naked. Did Jack really ask him to do that...with him?

No matter how close they were as friends, it would be so weird if they touched each other's crotches. Michael couldn't bear to imagine that sort of scene. It was horrifying!

He almost threw up in his mouth just by thinking about it.

Michael was driven to nervous laughter. He stepped away from Jack a little bit and smiled sheepishly at him. "Dude, we need to get you a girl. I'm going to help you find one, yeah?" said Michael.

"You're the one who told me I can ask for your help, and that you'd do anything for me," Jack snorted.

Michael almost choked on his own saliva. "Jack, listen. You're my friend. My best friend, even. But I don't swing that way, bro! Don't ask your best friend to stroke your thing, that's just all sorts of wrong!"

He leaned forward and put the beer on the table. Michael chuckled after a few moments of silence. "So...you really haven't?"

Jack leaned back on the sofa. "Haven't what?"

"Had sex with a woman." Michael crossed his arms. "I don't believe it."

Jack chose not to answer his question. Instead he thought of how Celine did not respect his privacy and ended up telling the others.

Obviously, Jack was angrier at Celine than he was annoyed at Michael.

behind his back and

he walked past the people that were familiar with him and Celine, he

the president of MK Group. Did he really stay by his woman's side and didn't touch her all

was not as playful as the other men. Anyone that knew

had been casually discussing that Jack might have found another to satisfy his needs. Perhaps that was

and they knew about each other's private lives, even what happened under the covers. Their lives were intertwined like roots and branches of trees. They didn't need to look too far to know

knew what kind of activities Jack liked to play, and who he had

very proud of herself. Having the president of MK Group under her

this kind of thing should be kept between the two of them, but Celine showed it off like a medal. She

ceiling, Jack tossed and turned the

didn't have to answer Michael's question. The answer was written

console his friend. He tried to open his mouth to say something but had trouble letting his voice out. Instead, he tapped

only way he could express how he

you sighing

at Jack. His eyes were more serious this time. "Is there anything special about Celine?" he asked. "There are hundreds

time and time again that there was really nothing special about Celine. He

answer, Michael murmured, "In fact,

when he heard that. "What do you mean, she's attractive?" There was a menacing

I do admit she's a little sharp-tongued for my taste. You know, actually she's

never knew you were so

plight. "Of course I am! You know how sharp my eyes

women, he would

women. It's true that you and I don't have the same taste as women. I mean, come on! Rachel is much better than

managed to escape Jack by pushing him away. "What the hell is wrong

up. "Drive me home,

There was a bruise above his left eye and his face

still clueless why Jack just gave him the beating. "I didn't even insult

He wasn't angry that Michael had mentioned Celine. He was angry

vessels pulsating. "Get up! I

his friend was, but couldn't quite figure out what had set him off. He barely said anything that could

as he could. Was it because of Rachel? Michael

definitely knows