The beer was beginning to
go to their heads.
Luigi was feeling mellow
and relaxed. He felt safe here with his friends. He didn't, for the
time being anyway, feel the need to look out for straight blokes to
pick up. He was with two blokes who looked and acted straight,
except in bed or, with Keith, when he was being over the top gay and
deliberately putting on an act. And he liked them and they liked
him. He missed Cody so much. But Cody was in the past now. He had
Keith and Jason. And while it wasn't the magic of full-flushed
romance, it was good.
Keith was entirely happy.
He was with his friends, and they would have sex later. What more
could you want? He was half in love with Jason. He liked Jason very
much, and he also found him very attractive. He knew how easily he
fell in love with anyone who was kind to him, and it was even worse
if they were also a hunk. Jason was most definitely a hunk, all
manly beauty with a sportsman's body. He knew he should be careful
not to get too close to Jason. Tom was right. Jason would move on,
one of these days. He looked past Jason at Luigi, flushed with the
alcohol and the company, and thought of sex later, the three of them
together. He admired Luigi's shiny black eyes and his olive
complexion and imagined his teeth grazing the bar and ring in Luigi's
nipples.
And Jason couldn't stop
himself from touching the others often. It felt good to put his hand
on Keith's back, to touch Luigi's arm. He wanted to kiss them both.
He didn't know whether this was mere affection or love, but any road,
he desired them and liked them. It wasn't the same as it had been
with Brent. Perhaps no relationship ever would be again. But it
would have to do. And it was far better than nothing.
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