Chapter 32

Henry yawned as he slowly turned over, his own hands exploring until he found Jamey’s erection, his balls, his mouth—each discovery leading to the next, each found quicker than the last, and they found themselves somewhere between wrestling and making love. Jamey had never felt more awake. Each touch seemed to create some sort of energy charge, as if current was passing back and forth, skin to skin. It felt wonderful.

“Let me show you something,” Jamey said some moments later, his voice thick. “You get here, and do the same to me, yeah? I saw this in a book.”

“There are books about this stuff?” Damn, Henry thought. Here it was 2009 and he knew so little about just about anything it seemed—being gay just happened to be first on the list.

“Uh, should we use a condom, maybe?” Henry said slowly, hoping Jamey couldn’t see how embarrassed he was. He kept stroking Jamey, knowing at least here he was learning this territory of boy.