Chapter 3

David then insisted on drying Bud, reveling in the man’s chocolate-coated, bulging muscles. He’d always been something of a chocoholic, now he had a living, breathing candy bar standing in front of him. Suddenly he wanted to taste it, but was too nervous to ask.

“I think that bit’s dry now,” Bud said, making David realize he’d been rubbing Bud’s chest for several seconds.

“Sorry,” David said, lowering his head.

“Hey.” Bud lifted David’s chin. “I think it’s great you want to do stuff like that for me, makes me feel all special.”

“You are special,” David said with conviction, making Bud smile.

“So are you.” Bud kissed David on the cheek again.

Holding out a robe, Bud helped David into it. After putting on a robe himself, Bud took David’s hand and led him back into the room.

“Don’t know about you, but I could eat a horse. It’s been hours since chow.”