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sometimes."
    "Damn, that's what I was hoping for."
    Kip smiled the rolled his eyes. "All you want me for is
sex." Kip sighed loudly and pouted.
    "I'll suck your cock when we get home."
    "That's an excellent offer, but doesn't your face hurt
too much? Maybe I should suck you?"
    Jamie settled in his seat, resting his head against the rest.
"It's a deal. Your lips, my dick." He closed his eyes and drifted a
bit, not really sleeping just dozing in and out as they drove home.

 
     
     
    Chapter Eight
     
     
    Connor had fallen asleep on the couch and Mike didn't want to
wake him. He'd been sober for five days. It had been tough and they'd argued a
few times, but he was so proud of Connor. He only had a week and a bit more
left on his vacation. He didn't want to leave Connor but he would have to go
back to work.
    Mike watched Connor's lips move as he started to wake. They
hadn’t kissed since the one the day after he arrived. He brushed his fingers
over his lips, thinking about tilting his head back and allowing Connor to direct
the kiss. He wanted that again.
    Connor opened his eyes and Mike put his hand on Connor's
chest. Neither of them said anything as he slowly let his hand trail down
Connor's body to his hip. The air thickened around them. The situation was
getting intense and Mike didn't know how them getting together would affect
Connor. He pulled his hand away and stood up.
    "How about we get some pizza and a movie?"
    "Was I out for long?" Connor asked as he scrubbed
at his face.
    "About an hour." Mike resisted the urge to touch
Connor. He wanted his friend to feel comfortable with him. Constantly skanking
on the guy seemed wrong.
    "You ever going to really touch me again?"
    Mike's gaze shot to Connor, his breath caught in his chest.
"I don't think we should."
    "Why not?"
    "Fuck Connor, I want you so bad, but I don't want to
mess you up."
    Connor stood, his long legs drawing Mike's gaze. His eyes traveled
up Connor's body, noting the bulge in the front of his pants. The desire to see
Connor naked again was strong. But he wouldn't fuck up his friend.
    "I really like you. Messing around right now seems
wrong. I want you feeling good about yourself first."
    "You know, you being nice like this really sucks."
    "Yeah, but you might eventually thank me for it."
    Connor snorted then headed to the bathroom. "I'm hungry.
You want to order the pizza?"
    "Sure."
    Mike turned away from Connor and ordered the food, saying
that he'd come into town and pick it up. "Hey, I'm driving in to get
it."
    "Thanks. I'm taking a shower."
    The thought of Connor in the shower, water beading on his
body, soap suds running over his round ass, his cock hard and waiting to shove
into Mike. "Fuck," Mike cursed as he headed out the door. His dick
only deflated a bit on his drive into town. He picked up the pizza and drove back
to Connor's home. The drive home wasn't any easier as thoughts of Connor naked
and in bed filled his mind. Fuck, he needed to get laid soon, but he didn't
want to sleep around with just anyone. Connor was the only one he wanted.
    Connor was fully dressed when he showed up with the pizza.
They both drank sodas—he wouldn't have a beer with Connor needing to stay away
from alcohol, no matter how much he wanted one. Connor started a movie, picking
an action flick and they both settled back on the couch.
    Somehow he and Connor ended up sitting next to each other,
their shoulders touching then their thighs as they adjusted to get more
comfortable. Mike wasn't paying attention to the movie any longer, instead his
attention was focused on Connor's leg. His dick was hard and he wanted to
adjust it, but then Connor would know.
    Mike glanced at Connor, surprised to find him not watching
the movie either. He reached up and touched Connor's face, sliding his finger
over the strong jaw. Connor's eyes were dark with desire, leaving Mike wanting
things he shouldn't. He pushed Mike to the couch, lying on top of him. Mike
groaned, welcoming the