Involved in separate accidents. Russel and Finn end up sharing a cubicle in the ER on a busy night. As the hours pass, separately and together, they face issues of life and death, human nature, addiction, perceived shortcomings, love, romance, and sexual arousal.<br><br>Both men are feeling flirty and friendly at first, until they end up in a heated argument about what feature in a man is more important, his face or his body. After some time alone to think, Russel is eager to apologize for losing his temper and to explain where he was coming from. Unfortunately, Finn never returns from surgery, leaving Russel both sorry and worried.<br><br>Is Russel’s chance to make amends really gone? What will happen if the two ever do come face to face again? Can Russel win Finn over or will the need to prove his point screw everything up again?

An Arm and a Leg

“I’m gonna get between your legs, okay?”


I pushed my glasses back up my nose. “O…kay…”


“I’ll squeeze in and try not to touch the leg. Let me know if I hurt you.”


Finn sat with his back to me, then shimmied himself toward my crotch. The bottom of the towel ended up at my waist with the top, and the top of Finn’s ass, the silky fabric that covered it and the warmth of flesh behind it, ended up against my thick dick.


I apologized when movement occurred in that area, be it voluntary or not. “Sorry.”


“I don’t mind.” He moved, though, up just a skosh, farther than a skosh, to reach for Dolly. While I was trying to settle on how to spell skosh, he moved back again. “We’re gonna play.”


“It’ll be easy.” Finn brought my right hand up and over to place it on Dolly’s strings.


Chapter 41