“Whoa. What the hell are we doing? I hadn’t planned to come on to you, Dan. If this isn’t something you want, tell me now and it won’t go any farther, tonight or ever.”
“Do I look like I’m trying to fight you off? It’s okay, Garrett. There’s something here, a need pulling both of us. While I’m not in any position to do this right, whatever we can do, I’m more than willing.”
A quick glance revealed the pale blue sheet was tented over Dan’s erection. At least the cast didn’t offer a barrier there. Garrett reached down, brushed the sheet back, and clasped his hand around Dan’s cock, which had already found its way up through the open fly of his shorts. For a breath or two, Garrett simply held it, savoring this new experience, while he took in the male beauty of the organ, dark with blood and throbbing with the same urgency he felt in himself.
“I’d like to taste you, suck you.” His voice came thick and hesitant.
“Très bon,”Dan murmured. “I’d like that too.”