Bryce grabbed his arm as Nick tried to walk by. “I’ll taste you, too. I want that. I want to try everything with you.”

Everything suddenly sounded like the biggest word in the English language. If he didn’t know better, he’d think Bryce meant more than just sex. But he couldn’t—not this man who wanted nothing to do with commitment, and definitely not this soon. Still, Nick replied, “I’m counting on it—all of it,” and wondered if he meant the same kind of everything he thought he’d heard in Bryce’s words, and if he could possibly mean it.

“Then let’s go.”

Nick led Bryce to his bedroom. He hit the light, and headed over to his computer. Bryce was right behind him. “I have a twenty-four inch computer screen. That’ll help.” He felt the urge to ramble about anything and everything he could think of just to calm himself down.

“Let me log in to the site.” Bryce got the computer up and running before he browsed for the website.

“Sexy Man Lovin?” he asked, trying to keep the laughter out of his voice. “How in the hell did you find that?”

“You’d be surprised at some of the shit out there! Believe me, Sexy Man Lovin was the best place to start. Their tagline is, Real Sex for Real Gay Men.”

Nick’s pulse suddenly went crazy like he was on drugs, while Bryce sort of froze in this place. They were going to watch real sex for real gay men before they went and did some of this stuff with each other. That made them gay—or at least bisexual. Yeah, he knew that going into it, but thinking about it put a different spin on things.

“It’s just a label,” Bryce said, as though he could read Nick’s mind. “It doesn’t matter.”

And Bryce was right, it shouldn’t. But to some people, it would.

Then Bryce was there, standing in front of him, his hands on Nick’s face. “Don’t think about anything else but us. We want this. I’ll even suck you off first, if it helps. I’ll admit it’s fucking scary and confusing, but I do. I want to taste you. Want to smell your skin and drive you fucking wild. Just know that if I do, at least a finger is going inside you...maybe more. Eventually we’ll know each other’s bodies inside and out.”

Male voices started in the background—two guys telling each other what they wanted to do, to taste, to feel, the same way Bryce was telling him. And yeah, he fucking wanted it. His dick already stood at attention. His balls already getting primed to let loose. This was just them—this man who made Nick feel different than anyone else ever had. His friend. His lover. Just them.

As much as he wanted what Bryce just said, maybe minus the fingering, Nick knew he had to be the one to give it to Bryce first. Bryce deserved that for being patient with him—for having the balls to make all the first moves. “No...I want to do this for you...to you. I want to be the one driving you out of your mind tonight.”

Bryce smiled, all cocky fucking grin, leaned forward and kissed him. “Cocksucking 101 is about to start.”

***

Bryce had never been so hard in his life.

He and Nick lay on Nick’s bed, watching the two men on screen make out. They were all muscle, hairy bodies, and rough masculinity, and Bryce had to do everything in his power not to shove his hand down his sweats and jerk off until he came all over Nick’s bed. “They’re gorgeous together.”

He watched as one of the men dropped to his knees, grabbing the other guy’s cock and licking the tip. That, right fucking there, was what he wanted. His dick jerked, his sweats suddenly too tight. “I’m going to make you get on your knees for me, Nick.”

“Fuck off...” and then... “Not the first time at least.”

He wanted it, too. He heard it in the inflection of Nick’s husky voice.

They didn’t touch each other as they watched. Guy two took the first man, balls deep. The guy fucked his throat before he pulled off and sucked the man’s balls into his mouth. They both groaned, and cursed, fucking loving it, and Bryce knew he would love it, too. He and Nick, just like the two men on the screen. “I’m going to come the second your lips are on me.”

“Shh. I’m watching,” Nick replied from beside him, and Bryce laughed.

Bryce watched as they moved to a couch. The guy who’d been sucked lay down, as the other man licked his finger. He pushed at the man’s anus, slowly, breaching it open. Oh...that looked nice. He slid his finger in and out and told the man how tight his hole was as the other man’s eyes rolled back and he rode one finger, then two, and three.