“Want to feel what you’re dealing with?” he asked, a suggestive glint in his eye.He guided my fingers into his snug front pocket. But as my body adjusted, my insides conformed to the invading presence, I moaned. Gay sex He leaned close enough for me to feel the warm rush of his breath at my ear, voice low and spoke words meant only for me.He stepped back, grinning wide, utterly unaware of the storm swirling inside me as he melted into the crowd. My place was a short walk away.But then the MC took the mic. “Relax. “It was hot.”I leaned in. Overrated, boring romance.”That was it. At the back: a raised platform, spotlights cutting through the haze. Watch him try to remind everyone—and maybe himself—that he’s still in the game, even if the score’s not great.”He moved fast—his tracksuit tore away, revealing an amazing body. But one that required constant chiseling.He stepped up to me, and I clutched my book like a shield. “My wife’s gonna love hearing about this.”“Will do, buddy,” Bill grinned over his shoulder. Another stage, another audience, another chance to steal the spotlight. “We have… That’s where you draw the line?”I rolled my eyes—but a tiny smile tugged at my lips. “Happy Father’s Day, Bill.”Bill turned, his smile
