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kiss something connected between them with that kiss. It wasn t just lust and
loneliness, was it? Dennis had felt it too, he was sure of it. He d seen it in his eyes, he d
felt it as surely as if Dennis had said it out loud. I want you.
And I want you, Dennis Wilson.
Rinsing quickly, he turned off the shower and reached for a towel. He heard Dennis
call, Look, Gordon. I think I should go now.
No, don t go yet, Dennis. I ll be right out.
Shit, Gordon. This isn t right you ve been through a rough experience and you re
drunk on top of it. Look, we ll talk tomorrow and
Desperate to keep him there, Gordon said the first thing he could think of. Help!
Emergency!
It worked. A second later, Dennis burst into the bathroom. What? he said
breathlessly. What happened?
Gordon dropped his towel, revealing his erect shaft. I realized if I don t fuck you,
I m going to die, he said, grinning. Come here, you.
Dennis stood stock still, his eyes moving from Gordon s face, down his body and
back up again. He didn t look amused, or even turned on. He looked angry. You re
drunk. You don t want to fuck me. You just want to get laid. Go to bed. Sleep it off.
You ll be in your right mind in the morning and I ll just be the friend on the sidelines
again, the one you can call to cry about what a bastard Ben Ryder is.
He turned on his heel and walked out, pulling the door shut hard behind him.
~*~
Jesus god, the man was gorgeous. Despite himself, despite his anger and
humiliation, he d instantly memorized Gordon s naked body, strong, smooth and
dripping wet. While Dennis mind railed at Gordon s cheap trick, his cock had
responded with a vengeance, engorging instantly, his mouth watering, his knees aching
to feel the tile in front of Gordon as he took the perfect shaft deep into his throat&
He wanted Gordon as much as he ever had more.
But not like this.
No way was he going to be one more thing Gordon regretted in the morning. He
stumbled through the bedroom into the living room and toward the foyer. Grabbing his
coat, he yanked the front door open, slamming it behind him as he rushed out.
Dennis! Stop! Come back!
Dennis, already halfway down the hall, turned back, stunned to see Gordon
standing there, completely naked, his hair dripping. Gordon, what the hell& ?
Don t go. I m sorry, that was a stupid thing to do. I couldn t just let you walk out.
Not now.
Gordon, get back into your apartment. You re drunk. Dennis moved toward him,
anxious lest any doors opened. Gordon didn t move. Dennis s body ached with longing
and he had to steel himself to keep from pulling the naked man into his arms.
Gordon crossed his arms over his chest. I m not going back in unless you come
with me. Please. Just hear me out. I have something to say.
Dennis shook his head. Gordon, you re behaving like an ass. You re going to feel
like a fool in the morning.
I feel like a fool now! I m not going to make the same mistake twice, Dennis. I ve
been blind to what s right in front of me. Gordon s voice boomed down the hallway.
The sound of a lock scraping in the door to an apartment down the hall made Dennis
stiffen.
Damn it, Gordon, you re going to get yourself arrested! He heard the door behind
him opening and lunged toward Gordon, pushing him by the shoulders and forcing
him back into the apartment. As Gordon stumbled inside, Dennis closed the door and
leaned against it, breathing hard.
I don t know what the hell you think you re doing he began.
Gordon cut him off. Hey, I got you back inside, so mission accomplished. He
grinned.
Put something on, you re distracting me, Dennis ordered, unable to keep his eyes
from Gordon s naked body.
That s okay, I like you distracted, as long as it s by me, Gordon quipped, but he
picked up the towel he d dropped and wrapped it around his waist. He moved toward
Dennis, reaching for his coat. Please, just stay a while. I need to talk to you. The
drunken slur was gone from his voice and his tone was serious.
Against his better judgment, Dennis let Gordon take his coat and hang it again. He
sat on the couch, waiting. He expected Gordon to sit beside him, but instead, Gordon
pushed away the coffee table and knelt on the rug in front of Dennis.
He put his hands on Dennis knees. Listen to me, Dennis Wilson. A lot of shit went
down tonight. Yes, I ve had too much to drink, but no, I m not too drunk to focus on
what matters. I made a big mistake. Fucking huge. I realized tonight that I ve spent my
entire adult life obsessing over some guy who barely knew I was alive.
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