A Question of TasteThere is something of the sea in a man’s semen: salt and brine, a thick rush of primal fluid that evokes the sharp taste of a gulf’s warm water, a flavor that puckers the mouth and tongue. For Steven Pershing, tasting it for the first time was like coming home.
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It didn’t start out as their first argument. It was a Sunday afternoon, the Florida heat creeping and humid outside. In their motel room, the AC was cranked up, the TV was turned low. Steven had one leg looped over Conrad’s thigh and he listened to the other man’s heartbeat, steady as a metronome.
Oh, this feels so good. So right.
Three months since the undercover operation. Three months of night’s in Conrad’s bed. Three months…together. Steven sighed and stretched. His contentment being in Conrad’s be
