“Maybe…both?” Sean gasped when Ken’s finger penetrated him. “But we don’t have any…”
Ken leaned in to kiss him very thoroughly before murmuring against Sean’s lips, “Hold that thought.” Then he was up and out the door.
If he comes back with Crisco…How the hell will we explain it to Janice?
Ken returned a few moments later, tossing two condoms and a tube of lube on the nightstand. “Compliments of a previous visitor. He was in the room I crash in sometimes, when it gets too late to head home, and left those behind. So, being ever hopeful, I left them in the nightstand.”
Sean eyed him with more than a bit of dismay. “You and he…?”
“Hell, no! He’s straight and had his lady friend with him for the three days he was here.” Ken sat, picking up one condom packet. Then he looked at Sean. “We didn’t use these the first time.”
“Then why do it this time?”