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the couch, the table pulled closer so they could put their plates on it.
The choice of movies was limited, but eventually they settled on an
old low-budget sci-fi, and spent the time laughing at the terrible
acting and spaceships hanging on visible strings.
Once the food disappeared and the light outside began to fade,
they moved closer together on the couch, and it wasn t long before
Grant s arm was wrapped around Tom, holding him tight. He couldn t
remember the last time he d felt so secure and comfortable.
 I love this.
He bit down on his tongue as he realized he d spoken aloud, but
he needn t have worried, as Grant s response was to squeeze him
tighter still and kiss him on the cheek.
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 Me too, Grant said.  I know we ve only know each other a short
time, but I ve loved every moment. He was silent for a moment, then
added,  I hope there are many more moments to come.
Tom squeezed the man back.  There will be.
And that was that. Without saying it in so many words, they d
both admitted that they wanted to see more of each other. It wasn t
exactly a proposal, but after so short a time together, it was exactly
what Tom wanted to hear.
As the movie came to a close a few minutes later, Tom stood and
held out a hand. Grant took it, a questioning look on his face. Tom
raised an eyebrow.
 I believe you mentioned something about fucking my brains
out?
Grant grinned.  That I did.
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Chapter Twelve
As fun as the shower had been the previous night, this time Grant
wanted to do things right, and that meant the bedroom. He led Tom by
the hand into the room and sat on the edge of the bed. Tom mirrored
him, then leaned in and kissed Grant, then moved back and glanced
around. Grant could sense his nervousness and put a hand on his
lover s knee.
 Hey, we ve already done this once, he said.
Tom nodded.  But this time we re doing it in the bedroom. That
makes it feel more&  He chewed his lip, then shrugged.  I don t
know. Official?
Grant chuckled.  I suppose. If you re not interested, I could
leave.
 Hey, I never said I wasn t interested. I m all about the interest, in
fact.
 Well in that case quit complaining and take off your clothes.
Tom smirked, then stood and began to pull his shirt off.
 Slowly, Grant said, as he leaned back, resting on his elbows.
 Oh, so I m a stripper now, am I? Tom tossed his hair and
feigned a pout.  You only want my body, is that it?
Grant nodded.  Yup. Totally. Get  em off, baby.
Tom grinned and began to unfasten the rest of his shirt buttons.
He moved slowly and methodically, working from the bottom up,
exposing his taut stomach and abs, followed by his chest and finally
his pecs. For such a slight figure, Tom had a lot of definition.
 You like? he asked.
 I do, Grant said.
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He slipped his hand into his pants and pulled out his stiffening
cock, then began to stroke it slowly.
 See?
Tom s eyes lit up, and for a moment his attention was solely on
Grant s crotch. He snapped out of it, though, and his hands moved to
the waistband of his pants, hooking his thumbs under the material. He
turned away from Grant as he pulled them down, giving him a great
view of Tom s round ass. Apparently the man had decided not to
bother with underwear, a fact that had Grant almost reaching out to
slap the man s bare skin.
 Beautiful, Grant muttered, as he worked his cock.  I can t wait
to get inside you again.
Tom kicked away his pants and straightened up, then walked
across to the bed and sat beside Grant. With a slow motion, he slid his
hand up Grant s leg, then gripped his cock and squeezed hard, then
began to stroke him.
Grant let out a sigh and closed his eyes while Tom worked. He
didn t want to come this soon, but there was nothing wrong with a
few minutes of fun before the main event.
 Tell me how it feels, Tom said, his voice low but confident.
 It feels wonderful, Grant replied.  You have such soft hands.
 Huh.
Grant cracked open an eyelid.  What?
 Who knew one of the benefits to a desk job would be better
handjobs?
 Think we should inform the press?
Tom smirked and squeezed, then continued to stroke. Grant let
him for a few minutes more, then placed his hand on top of Tom s
and looked him in the eye.
 Lie on your side.
Tom s nerves returned, but for only a moment before his
newfound confidence kicked in once more. He nodded, then slid back
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up the bed and lay down on his left side, his arm crooked underneath
his head.
Grant watched him, then stood and moved to the drawer, where
he d earlier stashed a few supplies. He pulled out a condom and lube,
then quickly shed the rest of his clothing and joined Tom, kneeling
behind him on the bed.
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