Chapter 12

Carl turned back to him. “I can be bottom,” he said, “unless you prefer not to do it that way.”

Zyl cuffed him on the shoulder. “Equals,” he reminded. “What say we lie on our sides, head to feet?”

The smile Carl gave him was unexpected and beautiful. “That’ll work.” He flopped down on the bed, kind of cattycorner across it, with his feet to the upper left. Zyl wasted no time in joining him. They might have lost a little stiffness from their erections, neither had any problem getting them back. A few quick caresses had Zyl hard as a bone and Carl in much the same state.

Zyl paused for a moment. “No condoms if we’re going to do this right. You okay with that?”

Carl nodded with an affirmative mumble.