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really beautiful! ” Kyle examined him a moment before proclaiming, “Wel, duh! Like you never noticed that? Hel-lo! Can you hand me the lighter fluid?” By the time Jason returned, Nelson had finaly calmed down enough to eat his hot dog without envisioning Jason in the shower. As the boys ate, a couple of raindrops sprinkled, but not enough to stop them from roasting marshmalows for dessert.
    “Oh, crap!” Nelson leaped up from the picnic table. “I totaly forgot. You guys want some rum?” He ran to the trunk of the car and dug out a bottle.
    “You never said you were bringing that,” Kyle complained as Nelson opened the fifth.
    “Can I have some?” Jason’s eyes widened eagerly. “How’d you get it?”
    “Paid some homeless dude.” Nelson poured a generous shot into Jason’s Coke can. “Want some?” he asked Kyle.
    “No! I don’t think they alow alcohol in the campground. Why’d you bring that?”
    “Just have some, Kyle. It’l help you chilax.” He tried to pour some into Kyle’s Coke, but Kyle puled his can away. “I told you, no! I wish you hadn’t brought that.”
    But Nelson was glad he did. He loved the sense of acceptance drinking gave him. It helped him relax, made him feel like he belonged, and alowed him to say things he otherwise wouldn’t. By the time he’d finished his first drink, he was admitting to Jason, “I was so jealous when you and Kyle first started going out.” And by the end of his second drink Nelson told Jason, “Dude, you’ve got such an awesome body.” Beneath the picnic table his foot accidentaly bumped into Jason’s, and Nelson let it stay there.
    “I think you’ve had enough to drink,” Kyle told him. “Come on, Jason. Let’s get ready for bed.” Kyle stood up and Nelson realized it hadn’t been Jason’s foot he was stroking. It was Kyle’s. Oops.
    Nelson didn’t feel like going to bed yet, but he didn’t want to stay outside by himself either. Besides, it was starting to rain, so he went with Kyle and Jason to brush his teeth, merrily singing “Three Blind Mice” as he trailed along.
    When they returned, Nelson climbed into the tent first.
    “Excuse me,” Kyle said as he and Jason crawled in after him. “Could you please move over to one side, so I can sleep next to my boyfriend?”
    “But I wanted to be the sandwich,” Nelson protested, giggling. He moved his sleeping bag over and al three boys began to peel off their clothes.
    Kyle remained in shorts and T-shirt, Jason stripped to his boxers, and Nelson started to tug off his own underwear.
    “I knew you’d try that.” Kyle grabbed Nelson’s wrist. “Don’t even think about it.”
    “Kyle! You know I always sleep nude. It’s roasting in here. Jason doesn’t mind. Do you?”
    “You’re drunk,” Jason said, and roled over.
    “Let go of my wrist,” Nelson told Kyle, shaking him off.
    “You’re being a jerk,” Kyle replied. “Now would you keep your shorts on?”
    “Yes, Mommy,” Nelson agreed and laid down.
    Kyle switched off the battery lamp. Across the darkness, Nelson heard him kiss Jason.

    “Go ahead,” Nelson told them. “Don’t mind me. I’l just lay quiet over here by myself.” He punched his pilow, unable to get comfortable, but the patter of rain and the rum in his brain put him to sleep within seconds.

chapter 13
    Kyle refused to let Nelson’s drunken craziness ruin his first night together with the boy of his dreams. He’d waited way too long for this moment. He wrapped his arms around Jason, something he yearned to repeat every night for the rest of his life, and breathed in his musky athletic scent.
    His entire body ached to do more than merely hold Jason—but no way with nosy Nelson there. Instead Kyle contented himself with whispering into Jason’s ear, “I love you.”
    “Back at you,” Jason responded and turned to kiss Kyle, his breath stil tasting faintly of alcohol.
    That worried Kyle. What if Jason turned out to be an alcoholic like his