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

Gage couldn’t resist bending to catch the head with his lips, hungry for the salty taste. He sucked hard on the tip, eliciting a low groan from Christopher. He might have taken all of his cock down, but they were both on edge. With a final kiss, he straightened and situated himself, his knees pressed against the back of Christopher’s thighs.


“Stop me if I go too fast or hurt you or anything.”


His hand was still shaking when he situated the tip at Christopher’s hole, though holding it flat against his stomach around the base of his cock helped to steady it. His gaze jumped from the entry to Christopher’s eyes, and back to his ass, his heart thudding against his ribcage. This was happening. He was doing this. He’d watched Christopher walk away so many times. It didn’t seem possible he could finally have him for his own.


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