After another wild weekend with his boys, Jason finds himself in the doctor's waiting room with a burning sensation spreading through his groin. While filling out the necessary paperwork, he sees a gay couple whose affection and obvious love make him feel painfully alone. He can't imagine living with one man, loving only one, for the rest of his life, and part of him wants to intrude on their relationship, insert himself into it if he can.<br><br>Jason's brief encounter with Wesley and Grey Fordham causes him to take an uncomfortable look at his own lonely, promiscuous lifestyle.<br><br>This story isn't romance, though there is a gay couple in it. This story also isn't erotica, though there is graphic language and descriptive scenes of homosexual intimacy. It's more just gay fiction, so if you don't expect an erotic romance, you won't be let down.

While We Wait

Wesley glares at him like he heard that. Jason doesn’t meet his


gaze—he’s watching Mr. Fordham. Without moving he traces the faint


lines creasing the man’s face. He fingers the graying hair at his


temples, smoothes out the wrinkled brow. Beneath his touch, those


leathery eyes soften, terse lips curve into a smile. “Grey,” he


whispers, his breath warming cool skin.


with frustrated fury—in his thoughts they’re alone and nothing


stops him from crossing the aisle to sit on that broad lap. Like a


scene in a movie, he watches himself undress,thatwould get him noticed, his


jeans pushed to the floor and kicked away, his sweatshirt pulled


over his head to expose his hairless chest, the flat of his belly,


his thick cock and shaved balls and narrow thighs. How could Mr.


Fordham ignorethat? How could he not reach out, not want it, not wanthimonce he saw what


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