“They’re
careful but firm,” Phiz said.
Bryan
peered at him suspiciously, but Phiz didn’t seem to be taking the piss.
“I
like them on me,” Phiz continued. “I really do. I like the way your hand curls
around mine, when you grip me tight. The way you flex your wrist before you
reach out to me. The strong, sudden movement when you let go.” Phiz kept his
eyes downcast, but his lashes blinked several times, quickly
At
that moment, Bryan felt as if something crumbled inside him—a barrier, a wall,
something that had been holding him back from a lot of things over the years.
It fell apart around him and within him, revealing a much brighter and scarier
view ahead. He felt released from the worry of what others might say of him;
suddenly and childishly wicked in the sexy thoughts that swamped him; safely
swaddled in the comfort of Phiz’s company, and thrilled at the promise of
adventures to come. He felt as if a whole new segment of life had opened to