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Chris moved his fingers away. “Well?”
“I trust you, but what about Melissa?”
“Melissa and I have somewhat of an open relationship.”
“Seriously?”
Chris shrugged. “Almost every couple I know has ditched monogamy. People are tired of sneaking around. I haven’t taken much advantage of our arrangement because it was mostly Melissa’s idea and I’ve been working around the clock, but I won’t feel guilty sleeping with you, so neither should you.”
“I see.” That did simplify things. He really liked Melissa.
“So, are you in or not?” Chris put his palm once more on Anthony’s leg, this time closer to his crotch. Warm and deep currents ran across Anthony's thighs as the answer became clearer in his head. He had spent most of his life pushing back his desires to fit a mold that wasn’t right for him. It was time to embrace those desires because some opportunities don’t come along twice.
“I’m in.”
Chris smiled, not looking surprised but maybe a bit relieved. “Are you sure?”
“Yes.”
Chris looked down. “You’re hard.”
Anthony didn’t need to look. He could feel the pain where his cock was fighting the fabric of his pants. He gasped out loud when Chris’s finger brushed across his balls. The finger moved slowly in circles, every touch filling Anthony with electricity.
“You must be in pain,” Chris said, his voice low, “and I’m not helping matters.” He raised his finger to brush against the crown of Anthony’s cock.
“God,” he panted.
“Not God,” Chris said. “Just me.” He moved his hand away. “How about you go for a quick shower and take care of things down there?”
“Take care… oh, right. I should do that.” He knew how to clean himself—theoretically—but he couldn’t remember ever doing that officially.
“I’ll wait for you in the bedroom,” Chris said. “Take your time. I told Melissa to not wait up.”
Like he already knew I would agree.
“Okay.” With legs made of jelly, Anthony pushed himself up and miraculously managed to reach his bathroom.
5
Once done with the most stressful and intimate shower he’d ever taken, Anthony got out of the bathroom to an empty apartment.He left, he thought. Relief and disappointment collided inside him, but before he could decide which one should win, Chris’s voice came from the bedroom, “You coming?”
Right. He’d said he’d be waiting in the bedroom. Wearing nothing but a white towel around his waist, Anthony made his way into the room at the end of the short hallway. The walls were too bare, he noticed. Back when he was still living with Abigail, they had silly pictures of flowers and meadows everywhere. In truth, he used to live in a much “gayer” place than his current apartment, which was ironic. His bedroom door was slightly open. A golden light was spilling on the floor.Relax.This is a good thing. You want this.
Chris was lying on the bed in his black boxer briefs. They fit like a glove, hugging tightly to his thighs. Anthony stood motionless and openly stared, his eyes moving up and down that beautiful, lean body. He didn’t think Chris would be so smooth. He’d seen him shirtless before, but that was years ago when the four of them went swimming. Chris’s legs were slightly hairy, but his torso was completely smooth. He was half lying against the headboard, one hand casually behind his head, revealing brownish hairs underneath his arm. When he was lying in this position, it looks like someone put extra care into fine-tuning every detail when constructing Chris.
“Look at you,” Chris said, making Anthony realize he wasn’t the only one scanning. “I forgot how hairy your chest is, but your stomach’s smooth. Turn around.”
Anthony blinked in confusion, but quickly got himself together and turned around with his back to Chris.
“I could build a house on that back of yours.”
Anthony chuckled. “I used to be… I don’t know, in better shape.”
“I’m more than fine with your shape. I think it can be universally praised. How about you drop that towel?”
He wasn’t surprised with the request, but that didn’t mean he was ready. Things were moving very fast. “Maybe we should dim the light a bit.”
“Why would we do that? Take it off, Ant.”
