Six years ago, Jarrett Kessel helped his best friend’s little brother deal with his family’s rejection when he came out. He saw potential in the tempestuous teenager. Talent. Then, they both moved on with their lives.<br><br>Now, the FBI needs Jarrett’s help. Sketch artist Eli Locke is their only lead in finding a killer, but he’s nowhere to be found. Though the Feds are convinced Jarrett is the best way to lure him out, he’s not so sure. Until they show him the web comic Eli has created, with a superhero who bears a striking resemblance to Jarrett.<br><br>When Eli gets an email out of the blue from the man who changed his life, he doesn’t even consider saying no to a meeting. Jarrett is even more amazing than he remembers, and the fact that he’s all right being the role model for the one thing that means the most to Eli is just icing on the cake. But the truth about the murder comes out, and even though he had nothing to do with it, Eli wants to run. It’s up to Jarrett to keep him from ruining his life for good, before the killer finds them both and does it first ...

Outlined in Ink

Beads of sweat dotted his upper lip by the time Eli inched down the length. He swiped them away, the salt tingling his taste buds. Next time, he’d be the one on his knees. It would be Eli’s cock sliding into his throat, and the taste exploding in his mouth the tang of Eli’s skin.


Eli took his time, sampling the shaft, savoring the head. At some point, he pushed his hand inside Jarrett’s jeans, and they crumpled to the floor, but it was several minutes more before Jarrett finally gripped Eli’s shoulder to nudge him away.


Thankfully, that was all it took to get Eli to stand, too.


The rest of their clothes came off, and they fell onto the mattress in a tangle of arms and legs. Eli laughed, and then Jarrett laughed as well, feeling more carefree and light-headed than he’d been in a very long time.


“There were times this week I thought we’d never get to this point,” Eli admitted.


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