Cody watched James watch him and grabbed his glass of wine, which he raised in a toast. Gay sex James loved that he could make him feel this way – Cody, the pinnacle of masculinity and discipline and strength, reduced to a squirming, moaning mess at his touch. “So…now what?”James chuckled. James let himself admire the view, the curve of his pecs, the broad strokes of his collarbone where it met his neck. The gentle bubbling of the hot tub jets filled the comfortable silence between them as James accepted the reality of what just happened. “Favor?”“You know. “What’s that?”“I, uh…I’ve always wanted someone to, uh…”“Dude, just say it,” James urged.“Eat my ass?” Cody’s cheeks turned pink. “Yeah?” James asked eagerly.“Do you…do that?” Cody stammered.James just smiled. “Just need to catch my breath.” He sat back on his heels, hands on his thighs, his dick protruding proudly between his legs. “Not sure. It unlocked some new side of him, some previously unexplored power, and he liked it. I’m totally cool if that was a one-time thing between friends.”“Thanks man,” Cody flashed a crooked half-smile. He broke away from Cody’s kiss only to catch his breath and the two looked at each other with bewildered eyes. “This is really fucking hot,” James exclaimed. “I know,” Cody smiled,
