“Plenty of men around,” I tell Evan, “and a man will let you get nasty, and ain’t that what we all want?”
Evan proceeds to tell me about his first time and I see he enjoys working himself up. Me, too. We drink some more, and after a while, I say I’ll get a room upstairs, which I do. I take him there, undress him,and do him standing at the bedpost. Maybe it’s the liquor, maybe being in a room all our own, but it’s a hell of a good one, him spraying his stuff just as mine shoots into him. And when I’ve come, I ride his bottom till I go soft, then put him on the bed and suck his wet cock.
When he’s come twice, he falls asleep while I find myself awake, enjoying us in bed together like we belong. I fix on how we’ve claimed one another, and not just our dicks. The whole of me feels more in his presence, like some part of me has gotten inside him and some part of him is in me. And these parts mean to stay.
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