chuckled. “I probably just had low blood sugar or something.” “Yeah- probably. Next time I’ll just cram you full of milkshakes or
something.” Jacob responded. Joe laughed.
“That’s fine. I don’t remember ever having a problem with that- I justwere we talking about something?”
“I just- I guess I was questioning your questioning about us and I don’t
want to make things awkward.”
“Oh Jacob. You already do.” Joe smirked.
“I’m really trying not to be.”
“Don’t try. Just be awkward. It’s a part of your charm.” Joe responded.
Jacob blushed. “Perhaps we should go to bed.”
“Can we do one thing before bed?” Jacob asked.
“Like the dishes?”
“I’m thinking dirtier.”
“Laundry then.” Jacob teased. Joe didn’t seem to be picking up on his
subtle attempts at flirting. Probably because he was bad at them. “I’m talking about sex.”
“Oh. Well obviously we can do that.” Joe responded.
“Okay good. Sometimes I just need to make-” His voice was cut off by
Joe’s tongue in his throat. Whatever reservations and concerns he was
having evaporated. He was once again just a man, making out with a man,
and eager to explore him even further.
Joe threw him on the bed, stripping Jacob of his pants with a gentle
swipe. Next was his shirt which landed directly on a perturbedTeddy. And
then his briefs which put up no resistance despite the growing erection
burgeoning and begging to be enjoyed. Somehow in a brilliant example of
tai-chi grace, Joe had stripped him down to nothing in milliseconds. “How did you do that?” Jacob asked, realizing just how naked he was. “My little secret.” Joe said.
“You’re like a ninja or something.”
“Or something. Now shut up.” Joe smiled at him.
“Right. The sex.”
“Right. That.”
Then they had sex.
The sex they had could fill up a multitude of pages.
