Chapter 8“You wanna go again?”
A sleepy Jake opened one eye to see Grant smiling at him. “Didn’t we just…”
“That was six hours ago. But if you’re too tired, old man…”
“Hand me the lube and we’ll see who’s tired!”
And so it went. Jake had no complaints about their love life. Grant, who was gentle, versatile, and, it seemed, insatiable, kept him well content in bed. And in other places around the house. No, no complaints. In fact, Jake tingled like a teen when he looked at Grant, sometimes when he merely thought of him.
Nor was there any problem with compatibility. They were perfectly comfortable together. Grant usually read in the evenings when Jake was doing his preparations. They often read the same books and then talked about them. Sometimes it was Grant who called a particular book
