Chapter 23

They shed clothes, leaving a trail like Hansel and Gretel behind them as they made their way to the bedroom and the inflatable mattress. Even though it was a short distance to the bed, both were completely naked when they threw themselves on the sheets.

“What do you like?” Mike asked the question most common to gay men, and perhaps lovers everywhere, since time immemorial.

“I like tasting…everything.” True to his word, Ollie pushed hard on Mike’s chest, forcing him to lie prone on his back, and began with a kiss. The kiss lingered, and Ollie’s hands, like spiders, ran all over Mike’s body. He realized it had been a long time since he had felt this way, consumed by passion.

This was fun.

Mike tasted warm, and his tongue was an agile dueler as it fenced with Ollie’s own, twisting and contorting to meet his delightfully, raising the heat in the room. Ollie moved on to Mike’s throat, licking and biting, tasting the slight salt of Mike’s skin.