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Decadent Kane (Summer):
Ricky collapsed on top of Benjie. He pulled Benjie’s face to his and kissed him hard. Relaxing more, he withdrew and lay like a spoon next to Benjie, nestling his head in his chest hairs. “Did I hurt you?”
“At first. Your dick is big. And I’m not used to being screwed.”
“I’m sorry.” He kissed Benjie’s cheek.
“But it felt good later. At the end…”
His answer soothed Ricky’s worries. “Then I’m content.” Ricky’s fingers stroked Benjie’s chest hairs. “I’ve wanted to have sex with you ever since I first saw you.”
“I never suspected you were gay when I saw you with Sammy Lee.”
“Nobody knows, not even Sammie Lee.”
“I won’t say anything about you and tonight. That’s up to you.”
“Thanks.” He kissed Benjie on the lips. “But you don’t need to hide what happened between us. I hope you liked it as much as I did.”
“Yeah. Couldn’t you tell?”
Benjie suspected Ricky was tired. He took a deep breath, exhaling a long sigh.
With their arms and legs wrapped around each other, heads side by side, they drifted asleep.
Benjie woke the next morning, hearing a loud rustling sound in another part of the house, irritating the pounding in his head head.. He didn’t want to welcome the morning with a hangover. Slipping out of bed, he walked from the bedroom toward the living room, naked.
Ricky was nude, too, brewing fresh coffee, scrambling eggs, and frying bacon in the adjacent kitchenette. Startled, he turned toward Benjie. “How do you feel?”
“Was I that bad last night?”
“No, you were great. It’s just this throbbing headache. Do you have any aspirin?”
“There’s some in the bathroom vanity. You have time to take a quick shower. I aslready took one. There’s a clean towel under the sink.
After getting dressed, they sat on the couch, drinking coffee and eating breakfast. “I’m glad you stayed last night. I’ll take you back to your car when we finish.” Ricky’s voice was as soft and passive as the night before.
“There’s no rush. I’m glad you brought me home last night, even if I was drunk. You’re definitely hot. You also gave me some peace of mind, which I didn’t have before we left the party. I’m so relieved I was with you.
“Was that because of Nick?” A spark of interest raised the pitch of his voice from the normal baritone monotone tone.
“Yes, and other things, but I don’t want to go there, if that’s okay with you.”
“Sure. It was a strange, unique night for both of us. Wasn’t it?”
“Yes,” Benjie confessed. He's right. It was a strange night. He couldn’t discuss the affair with Nick Armstrong but wanted desperately to talk about it. I think Ricky knows what happened, but I still can’t say anything. I made a promise.