Just for the weekend.”Jesse nodded, fingers tight around his cup.Colin looked at him for a long moment.“You’ve changed,” he said finally.“Good or bad?”“Neither. Gay sex Arms crossed. A few stragglers remained — clustered near the porch, trading lazy conversation.Jesse wandered toward the edge of the field behind Shane’s yard, the cool of the fence at his back, away from the glow of the patio light. So fucking warm. I… yeah.”Colin leaned down and kissed his forehead.“Don’t move.”Jesse didn’t.Colin stepped off the bed, disappearing into the small attached bathroom. His hands kept grabbing at the sheets, the air, anything.“Please,” Jesse whispered, voice cracking. “You love it.”“I do,” Colin admitted, rough and sincere, thrusting hard again. Slow.”Jesse’s breath shook as he reached down, fingers finding the hem of his fitted tee. He stood the same way he had earlier, arms loose at his sides now, beer tucked casually against his hip. “Please don’t stop.”Colin reached for the lube on the nightstand, clicking the cap open one-handed. He took one step closer — not aggressive, just present.
