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much. We never did anything again.” Chaz shook his head. “The

experience didn’t turn me off girls or anything like that, just showed me that I wasn’t

interested in them that way. So I became determined to discover a sure-fire way to tell if I liked boys better.”

“What was that?”

“When I was seventeen, I got a fake ID, and went to Phoenix. Snuck into a gay bar

there, and hooked up with a guy. Now, it wasn’t the best sex I’ve ever had, but what it did was prove to me beyond a shadow of a doubt that I like guys a whole hell of a lot more than I would ever like girls.”

Doing something like that took a lot of guts, and Peter wished he’d been able to bring

himself to do the same. Yet he never could, so he’d spent a lot of years watching and

wishing.

“That took a lot of courage. Juan, Tony’s nephew, did the same thing. Well, sort of the

same thing. He and his friends snuck into clubs so they could dance. As far as I know, Juan never hooked up with anyone in one of those places.”

Chaz rubbed his hand over Peter’s back. “It doesn’t take courage. It takes youthful

bravado and belief in the fact that nothing bad will ever happen to you. That’s the only way I was able to do it. I went alone as well. I couldn’t risk any of my friends finding out, because that would surely lead to me getting my ass kicked.”

Peter nodded as he relaxed even further into Chaz’s embrace. “I stayed quiet because I

knew, if I didn’t get beaten, I would get thrown out, and I wasn’t ready to chance either of those situations. I’d seen what shunning by my family was like. I didn’t want to end up

forgotten like Uncle Roscoe.”

“Did you ever meet your uncle? Or was his story a cautionary tale told by adults to

scare children like Little Red Riding Hood or other legends?”

Snorting, Peter responded, “No, Uncle Roscoe is real. In fact, he called me earlier

today.”

Chaz met his gaze. “Seriously? I’m assuming you haven’t heard from him for years,

right?”

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“Not since the day my grandfather disowned him. He disappeared, and so did any

mention or photo of him. It was like he never even existed.” Peter shuddered. “I didn’t want that to happen to me, but, despite my best intentions, it did.”

“Do you want to go back to your family? Would they even let you do that?” Chaz drew

Peter closer again.

Peter closed his eyes, resting his head on Chaz’s chest. “Not if it means not being honest about who I really am. I know if I disavowed any kind of friendship with Les and Randy,

then my grandfather might accept me back into the fold. I can’t deny two men who have

taken me in under their protection, who ask nothing of me except to be honest with them and to respect them.”

“You know, I hope I’m still around when Les and Randy come home, because they

sound like men I’d like to meet.” Chaz placed a kiss on the top of Peter’s head.

“If you stay around long enough, you will.”

Chaz didn’t want to talk about staying or leaving. It wasn’t time yet. Maybe when it

was closer to having to head down to Tulsa, they could discuss if what was going on

between them was more than a fling or not.

He shifted Peter around, so they were facing each other. After cupping Peter’s face, he

brought their lips together in a whisper of a kiss. As the darkness settled in around them, he feasted on Peter’s mouth, tasting every nuance and flavour hidden there. Chaz wanted to

learn every inch of Peter, and while they couldn’t fuck, they could do other things.

Peter fisted Chaz’s shirt, bringing him closer. Chaz gripped Peter’s hips as they rocked

together. Manoeuvring Peter’s body to where he wanted it became Chaz’s most important

objective, aside from continuing to kiss his lover until they ran out of breath.

Finally, Peter straddled Chaz’s thighs, his own spread wide, giving Chaz the chance to

slip his hands to Peter’s belt buckle. Chaz let his head drop back, and Peter traced the vein in Chaz’s throat with his tongue.

“Oh shit!” Chaz shuddered, almost forgetting what his ultimate goal was, which was to

get his hands on Peter’s cock.

“Hmmm…” Peter kept up his seductive licks and nibbles.

Chaz struggled to undo Peter’s jeans, his hands trembling with need. He whined in

triumph as he slipped his hand inside Peter’s briefs and wrapped it around Peter’s erection.

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“Oh my God,” Peter muttered, his lips rubbing over the triangle at the base of Chaz’s

neck.

“That’s right, honey.” Chaz pumped his hand once along Peter’s length. He loved the

hot, hard flesh his fingers enclosed.

Peter seemed to have lost his coordination as he fidgeted with the buttons on Chaz’s

shirt, but couldn’t get it open. Chaz wasn’t interested in helping him. He was far more

interested in the cock in his hand, and how soon he could get it into his mouth.

He kept jerking Peter off while he eased around until he was flat on his stomach with

Peter’s groin right in front of his face. Chaz licked a line along the underside of Peter’s cock, then blew a puff of air. Shivering, Peter touched Chaz’s face before trailing his fingers through Chaz’s hair to rest on the nape of his neck.

A little slice of heaven was only a few inches away from Chaz, and he was determined

he was going to have it. He laid his free hand on Peter’s thigh, then sucked on the tip of Peter’s dick.

Peter arched his hips off the log, but Chaz kept him from shoving his cock all the way

down Chaz’s throat. He wasn’t ready for that, even though his gag reflex was non-existent, and something he’d worked hard to achieve. He wanted to build up the anticipation for

Peter, so he teased and tasted.

He took long licks and quick sucks on every inch of Peter’s shaft, using all the tricks

he’d learnt