There’s no good excuse. “Fuck, what the hell, guys?”The forest air turns leaden between us. Gay sex The muscle in his jaw twitches. His jaw works like he’s trying to form words, but nothing comes out.Hayden clears his throat first, shifting awkwardly on the blanket. Then the weight. “It’s not just about what happened this morning, guys. We’ve been talking, and… things progressed.” I avoid mentioning the specifics of our conversation at my apartment or what I knew about that first sleeping bag, sensing that would only make things worse.Brendan sets his coffee mug down hard on a nearby rock. Like, scarily low.Shoreline that should be underwater stretches bare and cracked, with driftwood scattered like bones on the dry lakebed. After the weekend? The image of him shivering but still eager is appealing. “And you, Joey? His jaw works like he’s trying to form words, but nothing comes out.Hayden clears his throat first, shifting awkwardly on the blanket. “Brendan, it just… happened between Hayden and me. It changed things. “And you didn’t think to tell me. Did I see an opening after I found out about their camping trip and take it without thinking about who’d get hurt?Hayden exhales beside me, running a hand through his hair.
