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dirty as their hips shifted, cocks brushed. Felt like his
first year of fooling around—terrifying, exhilarating teenage fumblings that
had always left him with a mess in his shorts and guilt eating him alive once
the pleasure had fled. But that had been more than twenty years ago. Now he had
staying power and no fear, no shame. And the new man he was with was just the
same, he hoped—filled to bursting with need and desire, no room left for
regret.
    Adam moved, pulling Stephen out of his thoughts and pausing
the kissing. He felt him tugging at his pants, and Stephen did the job for him,
kicking them down his legs and off, then moving to his knees to wrest Adam’s
jeans away. He climbed on top of him, spreading Adam’s thighs wide, centering
their cocks. He studied Adam’s body and ran admiring palms up and down the
calves hugged to Stephen’s ribs.
    Adam grabbed one of his biceps, a request. Stephen dropped
to his hands and knees, letting Adam run his palms all over his back and arms
and chest, the brazen contact setting him on fire, just as hot as their cocks
pressed together.
    “We really shouldn’t fuck,” Stephen said, the reminder as
much for himself as for Adam.
    “No, we shouldn’t. But we could. You know, technically.”
    “Please tell me you haven’t got any condoms.” Please
please please. Only thing that would keep them from taking things too far.
    “Should I lie?”
    “Ah, fuck.”
    They could. They so could. And was it really such a
terrible idea? Awfully arbitrary, when Stephen thought about it. Bit tacky, but
was that really his only trepidation? He didn’t feel any loyalty to Ethan
anymore, didn’t think he had much fear of Adam getting attached to him in some
fit of reboundy neediness. What exactly was stopping them?
    “Why aren’t we fucking again?” he asked Adam.
    “Because you won’t screw on a first date.”
    “Oh, right. And why is that?”
    He heard Adam’s soft laugh, right at his ear. “Beats the
fuck out of me. Though it’s supposed to be my policy, too. Can’t for the life
of me recall why, though.”
    “Yeah.”
    “Hmmm.”
    “Are you drunk?” Stephen asked.
    “Buzzed, maybe. But no, not drunk.”
    “Damn, me neither. So we’re not in danger of making some
terrible, alcohol-fueled mistake.”
    “Sadly, no. It’d have to be a terrible, semi-sober mistake.”
    “What exactly’s so terrible about it, again?”
    “Well, I’d think you were a complete slut in the morning,”
Adam said.
    “Cheers.”
    “And vice versa.” He kissed Stephen’s neck, sending shivers
through him. “Can I be honest with you?” Adam asked.
    “Yeah.”
    “I’m just starting to appreciate how much better it is, not
being with my ex. And not being in a relationship where I spend every waking
moment thinking everything to death.”
    “Sure.”
    “So if it’s not unforgivably skanky, can we just fuck
around, and if something more happens, it happens?”
    Stephen smiled. “Yeah, we can do that.”
    “No more analyzing or questioning for the rest of the
night.”
    “You’re on.”
    Adam sighed. “Nice. I was worried I’d lost the ability to
just screw around like a twenty-something idiot.”
    “That’d be a shame.” He took Adam’s earlobe between his
teeth, nipping hard enough to garner a happy gasp, then let it go. “Find us
some condoms, just in case. Then, let the mindless debauchery begin.”

Chapter Five
     
    Adam left Stephen’s warm body to sit at the edge of the bed,
rooting through his bedside drawer for the condoms. He set a couple on the
tabletop, wondering if they’d get used. If there’s a rifle hung on the wall
in Act I…
    The look Stephen shot him as he turned around was dark and
hungry. Fuck, it felt good to get stared at like that again.
    “C’mere.”
    Adam obeyed and they lay on their sides, stroking one
another’s backs and arms as their hips ground together, cocks rubbing. Adam
lost the will to kiss after a minute of the friction, reduced