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  “I didn’t mean to wake you,” Danny whispered, which was a lie.

  “Yes, you did,” Luke said.

  And Danny laughed. “Okay. I did.”

  Luke twisted his body around just enough to bury his face in Danny’s crotch, just as Danny had done to him. He wasn’t surprised to see Danny’s gorgeous cock standing straight up. He slipped it into his mouth to say good morning.

  Danny shuddered and gave a tiny groan. Luke’s mouth felt wonderful.

  As they quietly talked of unimportant things, each of them calmly pleasured the other. It was without a doubt the most sensual experience of Danny’s young life. Danny was happy to note that Luke’s mouth on his cock felt just as fabulous this morning as it had the night before. And Luke’s cock in his own mouth tasted even better than it had the night before.

  Luke released Danny’s cock long enough to slide his lips down Danny’s leg. He seemed to enjoy the heat of Danny’s thigh pressed against his face, the bristle of Danny’s leg hair tickling his nose.

  Danny enjoyed it, too.

  Luke kissed his way down one leg until he came to Danny’s cast, then he shifted over to the other leg. Danny suddenly squealed like a little kid when Luke took one of his toes into his mouth.

  “That tickles!”

  Luke didn’t seem to care. He just kept sucking on it, ignoring Danny writhing around on the bed and laughing like a hyena. Finally, Luke said, “Your light’s still green.”

  “Thank God,” Danny gasped, catching his breath. “I’d hate to see a bunch of cops storm into the bedroom right now.”

  And it was Luke’s turn to laugh. “No kidding.”

  Danny’s dick was as stiff as a poker and aimed directly at his nose. If it was a compass it would have shown true north. As stiff as it was, Luke still managed to get it aimed in a different direction, namely down his throat, and suddenly Danny found himself thrashing around again. But this time he wasn’t laughing. This time he was enjoying the shit out of every fucking moment.

  When Luke flipped Danny over onto his stomach and knelt on the bed between his legs to massage his shoulders and slide his hands over the back of Danny’s long legs, Danny started shaking, it felt so good. He was also a little nervous, not quite knowing what Luke had in mind.

  But he needn’t have worried. Beginning at the nape of Danny’s neck, Luke kissed his way down along his spine, over the rise of his ass, down the length of his long, hairy legs, dragging his tongue through Danny’s leg hair, tasting his flesh, feeling his heat. Then he started kissing his way back up.

  And when he came to Danny’s ass, Luke gently parted Danny’s ass cheeks and laid his tongue to Danny’s opening. Taken by surprise, Danny almost flew off the bed.

  Luke giggled and pushed Danny back down. Again, he gently spread Danny’s ass cheeks wide and pressed his lips to his hole. Luke circled the puckered opening with his tongue until Danny was chewing on a pillow, it felt so good. Danny was trembling like he had been struck with a horrific case of malaria. Jesus, get the quinine! Never in Danny’s wildest dreams had he ever imagined a sensation like this.

  Now Luke’s tongue lapped at Danny’s ass like an ice cream cone. He wasn’t being shy about it at all. Danny pushed himself up onto his elbows and knees to give Luke all the help he could. He never wanted Luke to stop. Never.

  When Luke pulled his lips away, and said, “Do me,” Danny collapsed onto the bed with a smile. Then he rolled over, raised himself up to his knees like Luke had done, and watched as Luke sprawled out before him on his stomach, legs wide, ass lifted high off the bed, aimed directly at him.

  Danny pressed his palms to either side of Luke’s ass and relished the feel of it. There was a sprinkling of ginger hair across the top of Danny ass at the base of his spine. Danny started there, pressing his mouth to that little patch of fuzz, letting it tickle his lips, his nose.

  Stroking and kneading that heavenly ass, Danny slid his tongue across the firm cheeks, gave each cheek a gentle nip with his teeth, gradually working his way inward. Grabbing Luke’s thighs, he lifted Luke’s ass completely off the bed and buried his face in it, inhaling the manly scent of need and desire and passion. Luke trembled and thrashed around when Danny carefully laid his tongue atop Luke’s sphincter, but he wasn’t trying to get away. He was just enjoying the hell out of every single second of the attention Danny was giving him.

  Luke’s reaction spurred Danny to experiment. He pressed his tongue to Luke’s hole and slid it in as far as he could. Luke cried out, and reached behind him to take a handful of Danny’s hair and hold him in place.

  Holding Luke’s thighs in his strong hands, Danny pulled Luke’s ass to his face and slipped it on like a Halloween mask. He lapped and tongued and laughed, and when he reached below to cup Luke’s balls and feel Luke’s concrete cock flopping around in midair, Danny couldn’t wait any longer. He flipped Luke over onto his back and sucked that beautiful cock down his throat as if he had been sucking cock for centuries.

  Luke gave a loud moan, and the come shot out before he could stop it. It filled Danny’s mouth and oozed down his throat, and when Danny finally had to pull away to take a breath, the come continued to shoot across his face and over his lips.

  When Luke was drained, Danny pushed him down onto the mattress yet again. Danny straddled him and perched his ass atop Luke’s chest. He took his long cock in his hand and pressed it to Luke’s lips, smearing the precome coating the head of it across Luke’s face. Luke tried to catch it with his tongue, tried to take the cock into his mouth, but Danny stroked it with his own hand until he knew he could wait no more.

  Rising up onto one knee, awkwardly because of the cast, Danny pressed his cock to Luke’s lips again, and this time Luke’s mouth opened wide just at the exact moment when Danny’s sperm tore out of him like buckshot.

  Luke roughly pushed Danny’s hand aside and took control, gripping Danny’s hard, fat cock as his orgasm made Danny sob, it felt so good. Luke squeezed Danny’s cock to get every last drop into his mouth and Danny shivered and bucked and helped him get it.

  When Danny was as drained as Luke, they collapsed onto the bed side by side. They had barely enough energy left to hold each other close.

  “Don’t go home yet,” Danny said, his face pressed to Luke’s chest.

  “Don’t worry. I won’t,” Luke answered, still savoring the taste of Danny’s come in his mouth, and longing, even now, for more.

  Five minutes later, they were asleep again.

  WHEN they woke the second time, the sun was just beginning to rise across the city. Danny could hear birds chirping up a storm in the palm trees outside his bedroom window. He climbed out of bed and flung open the drapes to let in the light. He gazed down at the pool in the backyard. The water looked cool and delicious, and not for the first time, Danny regretted the fact that as long as he had a cast on one leg and a fucking police monitor on the other, the pool was off-limits. He sadly turned away, and as he passed the bookcase by the window, he reached up to scratch Frederick’s chin. The cat was once again in the process of shredding Mark Twain’s literary efforts. He seemed to be on a different volume now. It looked like Huck Finn. He must have grown tired of mutilating Tom Sawyer.

  Even if he was a pain in the ass, Danny was glad to see Frederick had found his way back inside after having been chased out of the house by Granger the night before. He didn’t look mad any longer. Now he just looked—contemplative. Danny wondered if he was ripping that book to shreds just to have something to do while he plotted his revenge against his new neighbor, the fucking dog next door. It wouldn’t have surprised Danny a bit. Cats are sneaky. And Frederick was sneakier than most.

  While Danny was up, he limped around on his cast switching off the lights. When he was finished, he jumped back into bed and snuggled up next to Luke, who had been watching him all the time he was roaming around the room.

  “The cat’s back,” Danny said. “Where’s the dog?”

  Luke yawned and
stretched his arms above his head, which gave Danny the perfect opportunity to bury his face in Luke’s furry armpit. He really liked doing that. He wasn’t sure if Luke liked it or not, although it did make him giggle.

  Luke’s voice was gravelly with sleep. “I left Granger locked in the house last night when I came over to rape you. I’ll have to go let him out soon or he’ll poop all over the place.”

  “I liked being raped,” Danny said around a smile.

  Luke tapped Danny’s smile with a fingertip, and said, “I know you did.”

  They spent a few quiet minutes just enjoying the fact they were lying in each other’s arms, sated and naked and happy, and knowing full well there was nowhere in the world they would really rather be.

  “I thought about you when I used your shower yesterday,” Luke said.

  Danny slipped Luke’s nipple into his mouth and ever so gently tweaked it with his teeth. “Oh, yeah? What were you thinking?”

  “I was thinking I wished you’d take off your clothes and join me for a bath.”

  “I wish I had,” Danny said, releasing Luke’s nipple and propping himself up on one elbow to peer down into Luke’s handsome face. He planted a tiny kiss on the tip of Luke’s nose. “I really, really wish I had.”

  Luke lifted his head just enough to brush his lips across Danny’s mouth, then he fell back on the pillow. “Well,” he said. “You’re not a virgin anymore.”

  Danny grinned. “That’s true. I’m not. So what am I now?”

  Luke pressed his face to the hollow of Danny’s throat and inhaled his scent. “Delicious. That’s what you are. And I have to say, I’ve never seen anybody come the way you do. I mean, you really come.”

  Danny twiddled with the scattering of hair across Luke’s chest. His dick was getting hard again. Christ, would he ever get enough? “Just how knowledgeable on the subject are you?”

  “Say what?”

  “How many guys have you been with to compare me to?” Danny asked. And as soon as he asked, he had a feeling he was going to be sorry he had. The last thing he wanted to think about was Luke having sex with someone else.

  But Luke only smiled. “Maybe three or four. Why? Did you think I had screwed my way across Tucson?”

  “No, I—”

  “I don’t have much more experience than you do, Danny. And the experiences I have had were scary and clumsy and not much fun. None of them came even close to comparing with last night. Not even close. Last night was perfect. At least for me. You enjoyed it, too, right?”

  Still propped up on one elbow, Danny smiled down at Luke’s upturned face. He watched his hand slide down Luke’s chest to stroke the hair around Luke’s belly button. He slid it downward a little more, and fingered the ginger pubic hair surrounding Luke’s growing cock. Then he moved it even farther down and cupped Luke’s plump balls in the palm of his hand. He loved the way they felt there, resting in his hand. Heavy and warm and soft. By the glint of light that suddenly flashed in Luke’s cornflower-blue eyes, Danny was pretty sure Luke liked the way they felt there too.

  “Jesus, Luke. How can you ask that question? Wasn’t it obvious? Last night, with you, was the most incredible experience of my life. I’m not afraid of who I am any more. I’m not afraid of what I know I’ve always been. The only thing I’m afraid of is that maybe last night I hit my peak and it’s never going to be that good again. Oh, hell, actually even that doesn’t scare me much. At least I’ll still have the memory of what we did together. You’re something else, Luke. You really are. You’re the sexiest guy I’ve ever known. Bar none.”

  Danny was surprised to see a blush creep across Luke’s face. Luke knew he was blushing, too, and that seemed to embarrass him more. He turned to his side and pressed his face to Danny’s chest so Danny couldn’t see how red he was getting. His arms slid around Danny’s back and pulled him close.

  When he spoke, his lips brushed Danny’s skin and his voice was muffled by Danny’s chest pressed against his face. “To tell you the truth, what little experience I’ve had with sex was all pretty disappointing. I honestly never knew it could be like it was with you last night. That was—phenomenal. I really love your body, Danny. I love everything about it. I’m glad I worked up the courage to come over.”

  “So am I,” Danny said, and meant it. “If you’d left it up to me, we probably never would have gotten together.”

  “Boy, I sure would have hated that,” Luke said.

  “Me too.” Danny had never spoken two truer words in his life.

  He let his mind do a Nascar victory lap while he held Luke tightly and thought about the words Luke had just spoken. Strangely, they were the exact same words Danny would have used to describe how he felt about the hours he’d spent with Luke. If nothing else, they seemed to be on the same page as far as each other’s bodies went.

  Suddenly, a thought exploded in Danny’s mind. It was the memory of Luke climbing to orgasm, his slim hips lifting off the bed, his legs shaking, fingers clawing at the sheets, while Danny’s mouth brought him closer and closer to the point of no return. Danny could hear again Luke crying out as the semen surged from his straining cock, filling Danny’s mouth, making Danny gasp.

  Making Danny smile.

  Danny closed his eyes, hopefully locking that perfect memory inside his head forever where he could pull it out every now and then and relive one of the greatest moments of his young life.

  He prayed to God Luke felt the same as he did.

  Danny pushed his lips into Luke’s hair. “Does your dad know you’re gay? Have you told him yet?”

  Luke gave an almost imperceptible shake of the head. “Not yet. I think he suspects, though. Takes one to know one, you know. I get the feeling Dad was hoping I wouldn’t be. I don’t know why. It’s just an impression I’ve had for a long time. I hope he won’t be disappointed. My dad is really a good guy. I don’t want to hurt him.”

  “Mine too,” Danny said. “I don’t know what he’s going to say when I tell him. But like you said, I just hope he isn’t too disappointed. I’ve caused him enough trouble already. I’d hate to cause him any more.”

  Luke grinned. “Yeah, it must be a real trial having you for a son.”

  “Well, happily the trial is over. Now we’re into the penal phase.” Grunting, Danny lifted his right leg and tried to get in the right position to wave his ankle monitor in Luke’s face. “See?”

  Luke laughed, giving the monitor a friendly pat. Then his hand stroked the calf the monitor was attached to. He leaned in to kiss Danny’s shin, once again closing his eyes at the incredible feel of Danny’s hair and skin against his lips. Loving the smell of the guy. The lean, young strength of him. And god, the beauty. Danny thought he was a skinny geek. Luke thought he was gorgeous.

  It was true what Luke had told Danny about him not having much sexual experience, but still he was wise enough in the ways of the world to know what he and Danny had going here was pretty extraordinary. It had been an incredible night. He and Danny had really connected. In every way possible.

  Then he spotted the reflection of sunlight on water, shimmering across the ceiling.

  “Hey,” Luke said. “I just remembered.”

  Danny looked up to where Luke’s eyes were aimed. “What?”

  Luke pointed to the bright dabs of reflected light, shifting and sparkling above their heads. “You have a pool! I saw it from my bedroom window.”

  Danny thought he knew what Luke was getting at. “Oh. Yeah. You want to go for a swim?”

  “I’d love it. Not right now. But maybe later. Okay?”

  Danny laughed. “Sure. That’s what it’s there for. The only bad thing is, if you’re swimming in the pool, it means you won’t be in bed with me. I don’t think I’m too crazy about that idea. Nope. Uh-uh. Don’t like it at all.”

  Luke pulled Danny into his arms and touched his lips to the cute little pout Danny had made for his benefit. Luke’s tongue shot out and wormed it’s way inside, scraping acr
oss Danny’s teeth, foraging around the roof of Danny’s mouth.

  Danny giggled, and did the same to Luke.

  Then they both started laughing. Finally, Luke broke the kiss.

  “Let me go get Granger before he recarpets the house with dog poop. We’ll go for a swim later. Okay?”

  Danny groaned. “You’ll have to swim alone. With all the concrete and electronics strapped to my legs, I’d either sink like a rock or electrocute my sorry ass. I’ll watch you, though. How’s that?”

  “Deal,” Luke said and sprang out of bed.

  Danny was thrilled by the sight of a naked Luke scooping his shorts off the floor and slipping them on. He wasn’t thrilled knowing Luke was leaving, though. He wasn’t thrilled about that at all.

  When Luke saw Danny watching him, he came back to the bed and leaned down to give Danny another kiss. “Don’t worry. We’ll be back in bed before you know it. But I really do have to go get Granger. Unattended, he’s a poop machine.”

  And then Luke was gone, thumping down the stairs and banging his way out the front door.

  Danny climbed out of bed. For one of the few times in his life, he was smiling when he did it.

  But his heart was aching just a little bit, too, having Luke out of his sight. Out of his arms.

  Naked, wearing nothing but his ankle monitor and the fucking cast, Danny clomped his way across the bedroom floor, grabbed a couple of trash bags from the sink in the bathroom, and headed for the shower.

  Frederick stopped shredding Huckleberry Finn long enough to watch Danny pull the trash bags over his feet. And all the time Frederick was watching, he was wondering where the hell his breakfast was.

  Unfortunately for Frederick, the last thing on Danny’s mind right then was feeding the cat. The smile that kept popping up on his face as he stood beneath the warm spray and soaped himself down, didn’t get there because he was looking forward to opening a can of tuna or fondly remembering the last time he rattled a bag of Little Friskies.