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eyes flickered open when she took her hand away.
Don t stop, that was nice.
Headache?
Yeah. Ian rolled slightly and scooted back on the bed, giving her room to climb in.
I m going to make an appointment at the optometrist tomorrow. It makes me feel old, but I
think I need glasses for the computer screen.
Sam slid in beside him and rolled to her side, her head propped up on her hand. Poor
baby. Her fingers soothed along his brow and forehead again, and Ian s eyes closed.
Mmm. Ian sounded sleepy and warm, not really awake even though he d been
making conversation. She felt the flutter of his eyelashes against her palm as his eyes opened
again. Roll over, love.
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Quite happy to have this man wrapped around her as she slept, Sam turned over. His
arm came up beside hers under her pillow, and the other curled around and pulled her
tightly into the curve of his body. That s better. I miss this when I m away.
Sam didn t say anything, but let out a little sigh of approval as she wiggled herself into
a comfortable position. She felt the thickness of Ian s tumescent cock against her backside,
but he made no move to make it a full arousal.
Why did you ask me that tonight? His question tickled across her neck.
Because I had to.
What do you mean?
Since the moment I met you and Jay, I ve known there is more to your relationship
than either of you have let yourself believe. If I hadn t seen it, I doubt I would have let this
relationship go as far as it has. But it s past time for you and Jay to stop avoiding the issue and
bring it out into the open.
Jay s my best friend.
Yes, but you also want Jay as your lover, and I believe Jay wants the same as you. You
just need to admit it, to yourself and to Jay and I.
What, so you think I m gay? The low, guttural snort of near disgust let her know his
supposed opinion on that. That s not really flattering to any of us, is it?
No, I think you re attracted to Jay. There s a big difference.
Ian was quiet, but still held her tightly, his fingers tensing against hers now and then as
if he were dithering about a decision.
And if I said I ve thought about it, are you going to leave us? There was genuine
worry in his voice. He didn t even try covering it up with brisk nonchalance the way that
men often did. His emotions were out there and obvious.
Sam turned in Ian s arms so they were face-to-face and kissed him, letting her lips reply
in the first instance. Now, why would I want to do that? I ve two men who turn me inside
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out when they love me; they pamper me nonstop; and they re always coming to see me
perform. I d be a fool to let that slip away because they want to explore what they feel for
one another. I won t say I m not a jealous person at times, but not over this. Not over you
and Jay. With a hand on either side of Ian s face, she kissed his nose, then his eyelids. Sleep,
love. We ll talk more in the morning.
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Ian flicked the channel one more time, hoping for something more interesting than
David Hasselhoff in Baywatch reruns or Jessica Simpson hocking Proactive. It was Tuesday
night and he was bored. Sam was catching up with some girlfriends, and Jay still had the rest
of the week in London; he wasn t due home til Saturday night. While Ian was set up to work
from home, he was loath to work until the wee hours.
The room was dark, only lit by the flickering screen as it jumped from picture to
picture, ad to boring ad, rerun to tacky rerun. He thought he might actually scream if he
flicked the channel one more time and found another episode of Friends. Abso-fucking-
lutely useless for taking his mind off of his problems.
The click of the television turning off was loud in the quiet room. The silence hung
heavy without the steady hum of the TV and the burble of inane shows. The room went
dark, but the uncovered windows showed the city skyline to perfection.
Ian slumped back into the couch and stretched his legs out in front of him, dropping
the remote onto the cushion beside him. It was the middle of winter, but in his perfectly air-
conditioned home it was a balmy seventy-five degrees -- perfect for roaming the house in a
pair of sweats and little else.
Rubbing his hand across the taut muscles of his belly, he wondered if a snack might
help his jitters. The floor was cool against his feet as he made his way to the kitchen. He
stared in the fridge for a few minutes, unable to work up an appetite for anything there. It
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wasn t like there was nothing to choose from -- he didn t eat out all that much, and liked to
eat healthy, so the cupboard wasn t bare. There was just nothing in it that piqued his interest.
He sighed and closed the door, then pulled an apple from the bowl on the counter. He
wasn t really hungry, but it was something to do for a minute or two.
As he walked back to his bedroom he heard the ding announcing a new e-mail.
Detouring into the room he had set up as an office, he flicked the mouse to remove the
screen saver, hit the e-mail icon, and took a look.
Oh, great, more spam. It frustrated him to no end that he couldn t make a spam
blocker that worked every time. They kept coming up with new ways around it. What is it
this time? Penis enlargement, get bigger boobs? Oh, look -- juicy porn, twenty-four seven.
Girls wet pussies, guys big dicks -- you can find it all at fuckmesilly.com. Ian laughed.
Yeah, just what I need.
But instead of hitting the delete button, his cursor hovered over the link, and his
forefinger pressed down and clicked. As the page loaded with hundreds of thumbnails of
graphic sexual scenes of every shape, size, and color, he spun his computer chair and took a
seat.
He was trying hard not to think about what he was doing when he hit the link titled
Gay. He stared at the screen and just let his finger do the walking. It didn t take long for his
credit card details to be entered, and a wide array of sites came open at his fingertips.
Twinks, Asians, hairy horny men& the list went on and on. Not ready for leather and chains
or dungeon scenes, he hit a link that looked to have fairly average guys in the pictures.
As the new page opened, Ian s eyes went wide. Four big pictures with ten thumbnails
underneath each filled the page -- scenes from each individual video. Men in every sort of
position you could imagine -- up, down, under, and legs in the air -- their asses filled with
cocks of every shape and size, and loving it, if their faces were to be believed.
His cock twitched, but his brain didn t think much of it.
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It took four minutes to download his chosen movie, and he spent the time browsing
another site from the links on the sidebar -- Bi Inspired. He set two movies from there
downloading too.
His download manager dinged, telling him the first movie had finished. He clicked on
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