Chapter 53

But it was their first time, in every way. Their first time alone, without anyone else around. Their first time sharing a bed, falling asleep in each other’s arms, waking to the gentle sounds of each other’s breath.

Their first time exploring each other’s bodies, with hands and tongues. No clothes separating them this time, no one threatening to walk in on them, no distractions, no interruptions. Nothing but Geoff beneath Larry, willingly giving himself body and soul, as they learned through touch and taste and smell every crevice and nuance, every inch, every hair and freckle and mole. Each was a wondrous delight, a heady discovery, and Larry hoped Monday would never come.