The Show

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That night, Michael opened his window curtain. Jack froze as he lay in his sleeping bag, barely breathing as he watched his mate, look out into the night, his face illuminated by the lights in his room. He bent his head a little and Jack stopped breathing, but Michael's eyes were on the sky, as if he were looking past the eave to see the stars. His mate was in the process of removing his tie and began casually popping open the buttons on his white shirt.  Jack`s eyes glued to the skin slowly being revealed and his heart started racing. It was a man`s chest, he`d seen them daily, in all shapes and sizes; there was no reason to think much of it at all. Yet still he couldn’t tear his eyes away. Michael couldn`t see him since he was enshrouded in the darkness of the balcony, the light fro

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