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"I can't buy lube and condoms from Marge and Buddy!"

Tyler laughed. "Why not? They've been trying to hook us up from the get-go."

"Do they even sell that stuff?"

"Yeah. I think it's behind the counter though."

"I cannot imagine asking them."

"So where does that leave us?"

Both men were standing in the kitchen with their pants around their ankles, their dicks softening.

"I was tested before I left DC. I was worried, because… I had reason to be. The results were

negative. They're in my e-mail. I can show you."

Tyler squeezed Alec into the counter, nuzzling his face with his own like a cat. "I trust you."

"What about you?" Alec asked.

Tyler looked at Alec, his glance awkward for such a large man, vulnerable. "I haven't been with anyone…" he said. "…except you… last night. Not since Brett."

Had it been anyone else, one of his strays—as Demarco would have said—Alec would have

doubted and stopped everything right then. But he knew what Tyler said was true… did not doubt at

all. The man himself was true… he couldn't think of a better adjective to describe him. This

handsome, remarkable, giving man that had come into his life was the absolute real deal.

Alec kissed him and felt Tyler begin to stiffen in his hand again. He reached for the bottle of

olive oil on the counter and handed it to Tyler. "Then fuck me, cowboy. Ride me all the way home."

Tyler's eyes went from soft to lustful again. "Yes, sir. Whatever you say."

22

A couple of hours later, Tyler and Alec were freshly showered and sitting on the floor in front of the fireplace. They had finished eating and Tyler was swirling the wine at the bottom of his jelly-jar glass.

"You OK there?" Tyler asked.

"Yeah… I'm fine."

"I'm not buying it. You're all fidgety again. You sure you're not getting post-sex anxiety, like last time?"

Alec smiled, reassuring, but face a little flush with embarrassment. "No. Different problem."

"And what would that be?"

"Well… olive oil is not exactly water-soluble."

"A little slick down there, huh?"

"And you're not?"

"Oh, I am," Tyler said with a grin. "And I'm thinking of ways we could take care of the problem."