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* * * Blackhawk & Cantrell * * *
En Route To
Interviews
Villanova College
Outside Of Philly
As Ethan drove, Gene was unwrapping the two bagels for them. After handing Ethan his, he saw the one his lover got him, and he grinned.
There was extra, extra, extra cream cheese on it, like he’d said, and that was exactly what he needed to fuel the body that morning.
He was dehydrated, sore, and so hungry his boot was starting to look appetizing.
“My man hooked me up,” Gene said, taking a bite of the toasted bagel.
Blackhawk shifted, holding his bagel on his lap as he drove them to the college.
“Well, yeah. I figured you earned it last night.”
Gene knew what he was talking about.
“I don’t know how to thank you for this amazingly stacked, cream-cheese delight,” he said. “This made my day,” Gene admitted.
Blackhawk grinned.
Well, he was glad to oblige.
“Say it with sex, Gene. That’s always how I want my thank yous.”
As soon as he said it, Gene actually choked on his bagel. There was no way his partner wanted more sex. He had to be sore.
God knew Gene was.
“Sex?” he asked, his eyes watering. “More? How?”
Ethan knew why he said that.
“Yeah, contrary to popular belief, I’m not sore enough to not want to climb all over you again. This time, though, I’d like to remember most of it.”
Gene’s dick twitched, proving he wasn’t going to say no, either.
He was honest.
“We’re whores. I’d totally have sex right now if we could.”
It made Ethan laugh.
“I tend to be one when it comes to fornication,” he admitted. “With a regular partner within arm’s reach…yeah, I’m going to want to have sex as much as I can. Also, I find you incredibly sexy.”
Honestly, Gene felt the same. Before Ethan, he’d basically had one-night stands. The last time he tried to build a relationship, it was an unmitigated disaster.
He’d been married to his job, and nothing worked out between him, and the man. All that remained was awkwardness and hurt feelings when he walked away.
As for Ethan wanting sex because he was attracted to him…
“Well, Mr. Blackhawk, I’m here if you feel the need to climb all over me. Just give me some aspirin. I have a killer headache still.”
