“How about another glass of wine?” Sheldon said.
“Sure. Open the bottle and I’ll round up a couple of glasses.”
They carried their wine back to the screened-in porch and settled down on a sofa.
“Can you use this porch year round?” Sheldon said.
“It gets a little uncomfortable in August, but there’s usually a breeze off the lake, and the ceiling fans help.”
“You really like it here, don’t you, Brody?”
“It’s my favorite place, and what’s not to like about it?”
“You got me there.”
They sat talking on the sofa until the wine was gone, and Brody said, “I think it’s time for bed.”
“No argument there.”
When they were naked in Brody’s bed, Sheldon said, “We’ve had a lot of orgasms today, haven’t we?”
“I lost count, but you’re right.”
Sheldon shifted position. “I think we’ve got at least another one in us, don’t you?”
Body giggled and wrapped his mouth around Sheldon’s erection.
Later, Brody said, “Sorry I don’t have condoms and lube available.”