“What?”
“I’m fuckin’ with you, man. Or I guess I should say I’m kidding. I think you’re so hot, Hank, but if we ever head off in that direction, I know tonight is not the night. Even though we’re here, together, naked.”
“Yeah, we are. And I’ve got wood.” Hank reached down between his thighs.
“I do too. But we both know this would not be a good first time, right?”
“You’re so smart.”
“Well, maybe I’ll be thinking I’m so stupid in the morning for not pouncing on you.”
“You can, you know. I want it.” Hank brought his face close to Ollie’s. “And that’s a kind of first for me, man. I haven’t wanted it without drugs in a long time.”
“I know.” Ollie hugged him, then flattened the sheet between them, cutting off the line of electricity where their skin met. “But it’ll be better if we wait. Trust me.”
“I know.” Hank flopped back on the bed, his head near Ollie’s shoulder. “When I saw you flirting with that guy tonight, Mike, it just made me so jealous. Furious!”