Chapter 45

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Ben and Richie shared one tiny bed for sex, then went to separate ones to sleep.

“I need to stretch out,” Richie had said. “And you need to be upside down.”

The next morning, Ben was about to shower before heading out for a run.

“You wanna come?” he asked Richie.

“Nah. My athlete days are over. I’m gonna get lazy and fat,” he joked. “Come back quick, though.” Richie kicked away the sheet to show he’d awoken hard, too.

They hadn’t made love. After all the consternation and miscommunication, all they did was oral sex—one way, Ben going down on Richie. Both finished by jerking off. Richie didn’t even seem all that into kissing or watching Ben cum.

“I’ll hit the head while you finish.” That was what he’d said.

Is that all there is to it? Ben was left to wonder. Is that the feeling I thought I’d have? The one I thought I’d recognized?

“When I get back, we’ll try again,” Ben said.

Maybe making love was like gymnastics—lots of practice was needed to get it right.