Antique dealer Christopher Gleason isn't looking for love. He isn't even looking for a one-night stand. But when a young man with an innocent smile offers to buy him a drink one night, he accepts. He's even tempted to take it further, until he learns the innocence isn't an act. Though he can't deny his attraction, or the fact that he likes the young man quite a bit, Christopher puts him off. He'd rather be friends than risk hurting him.<br><br>Gage Kimball fled Salt Lake City for Los Angeles with his guitars, what little money he had, and no friends. Raised in a devout Mormon family within a tightly knit community, he's never had the chance to be himself or explore his sexuality. Until now. Christopher supplies the emotional support Gage needs, but Gage wants more than friendship. Even at the risk of everything he has left.

All That You Do

Bodie seemed to have no qualms obliging. The grip on Gage’s head tightened hard enough to pull his hair, but the sting against his scalp heightened everything else overloading his system. He started to push, at the same time driving up, and the friction heated Gage’s lips, spit and pre-come mingling to drip down the shaft until Gage swiped it away with his mouth on the next pass down. Once, his teeth caught at the edge of the crown, but Bodie just grunted, his rhythm unfailing.


Gage knew it was a warning he should listen to. Knew he should pull away before Bodie shot his load into his mouth. But he was too curious. He wanted to know what it felt like, what it tasted like, if he’d be able to swallow.


Chapter 19