Three years ago, Winston Abernathy did something completely out of character -- he had a one-night stand with a gorgeous dancer. But the next day, the dancer left for New York to try to make it big on Broadway, and Win went back to dating men who were like himself -- boring, bland paralegals.<br><br>Now that dancer, Randy Lincoln, is back in Los Angeles. That amazing night with Randy has fueled Win's fantasies for the past three years, yet he doesn't believe a man like Randy would be interested in someone like him. Much to his surprise, Randy wants to see him, and for longer than one night. Maybe this time they can have a chance for a relationship.<br><br>But when Randy gets an opportunity to dance in a Las Vegas show, Win wonders if he'll have to let Randy go for good.

Maybe This Time

“Stop gawking and get into the bathroom.” Randy shook his head, but he was grinning.


“All right, all right, but in my defense it’s hard to look away from that ass of yours.” He finished undressing, grabbed the condoms and lube, and headed into the bathroom.


Win slid open the glass door of the shower and twisted the knob to turn on the shower spray. He stuck his hand in the stream to check the temperature, then adjusted it.


“Get in, get in,” Randy said, as he came into the bathroom bearing two big fluffy green towels.


Win stepped into the shower, setting a condom and small thing of lube on the shelf, and Randy followed him, wrapping his arms around Win’s middle and offering his lips to Win.


He groaned and lowered his hands down to cup Randy’s tight round ass, pulling him flush against him, so their erections rubbed.


Sticking his tongue in Win’s mouth and practically down his throat, Randy slipped his hand between them and wrapped his fist around the tips of both cocks.


Chapter 22