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He nodded and started the meter.

Brock clasped Daniel's hand and smiled at him. "Wow."

"Wow?" Daniel tilted his head.

"Yes. Wow."

"Why do you say wow?"

"Why?" Brock broke up with laughter.

"Yes. Why?"

"Daniel," Brock sighed, feeling completely lovesick.

"Because of our fornication?"

"Shh!" Brock choked with his laugh, pointing at the driver.

"I thought you did not care what others thought."

"No, I don't. You're right. But, oh man, Daniel ... wow."

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"You liked it?"

"Liked it?" Brock mimicked. Cupping Daniel's face, Brock kissed him passionately, sliding his tongue into Daniel's mouth.

After a few minutes the driver announced the address and their arrival. Brock tossed a few twenty dollar bills on the front passenger seat and climbed out with Daniel. Kissing him the whole way up to the lobby door, Brock opened the lock, continuing to wrap around Daniel and suck at his lips and tongue.

In the elevator Brock pressed Daniel back against the wall, stuffing his hand down Daniel's slacks.

When the elevator door opened, Brock dragged Daniel to his front door by his waistband. Brock entered his penthouse, shutting the door behind them. Kissing Daniel as he led him to his bedroom, Brock didn't stop until the backs of his thighs were pressed against his bed.

In excitement, Brock opened Daniel's shirt, lowering it down his shoulders. The moment Daniel's chest was exposed, Brock sucked on his nipple.

"What do you want, Brock? Tell me."

Daniel's deep voice vibrated in his chest. Brock licked at his nipple and met those intense green irises. "I have never allowed a man inside my ass."

"No?"

"Never. Not in all my contacts have I thought anyone worthy."

"Worthy?" Daniel chuckled.

"You were my first."

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"I see."

"Daniel, it felt amazing. It didn't even hurt. I had no idea."

"That good?"

"Yes. Did it feel good when I did it to you?"

"It did not feel bad."

"But? Not really good?"

"What do you need me to say?" Daniel pushed Brock's hair back from his forehead.

Dropping down to sit on his bed, Brock wasn't sure of the answer to that question. Did he want Daniel to tell him he loved him? That he adored him? No. That was absurd. That sounded too much like relationship garbage.

"Brock..."

Jerking his head up to meet Daniel's gaze, Brock waited.

Daniel cupped Brock's jaw, tilting it so he could kiss him.

When their lips met, Brock grabbed Daniel and dragged him down on the bed on top of him. The weight, the heat, made Brock go mad for him. "Get naked."

"Of course, my man-eater."

Brock sat back, opening the buttons of his own shirt, kicking off shoes, socks, and his slacks. Spread out naked on the bed, Brock watched as Daniel dropped his garments to the carpet.

When Daniel was nude, Brock reached out his hands greedily. The moment skin met skin, Brock rolled with him on the bed, sucking at his mouth, savoring the silkiness of Daniel's flesh. "Fuck me. Fuck me again."

"I would be honored."

"Face up. I need to see your eyes."

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A low chuckle emerged from Daniel's lips.

"Wait. Get a condom." Brock reached for his nightstand.

"I do not need one. I told you."

Brock blinked his eyes. "You ... you didn't use one before?

At the club?"

"I cannot give you a disease." Daniel caressed Brock's jaw.

"That's crap and you know it." Brock tried not to let it upset him, but it did. After he tossed a rubber at Daniel, he asked, "Do you get tested?"

"Tested?"

"Yes!"

"Tested?" Daniel ignored the condom as it sat on the bedspread.

"Christ, Dan, what century are you from?" Brock rolled the condom on his cock.

"The sixteenth."

"Ha ha. Here, use the lube."

"I didn't last time."

"You must have, Danny. It didn't hurt."

"I assure you it will not hurt this time."

"It will! You just did it to me at the club. I know I'll be sore from it."

"Sore? I don't think that's possible."

Growing exasperated, Brock gaped at him. "Dan? Hello?

You just fucked my brains out."

"Your brains out?"

"Never mind. You know, sometimes I feel like I'm connecting with you, and other times..." Brock applied lubrication to Daniel's cock. "There. Now go easy at first."

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Brock lay on the bed, bending his knees, holding his legs back to a full straddle.

"Is that not a lovely sight?" Daniel positioned himself between Brock's thighs.

Brock laughed softly.

Before he entered, Daniel leaned over Brock, kissing him.

Moaning in delight, Brock closed his eyes and relaxed his body, which had been tense in anticipation.

His ass was soon filled. No pain, nothing sore in the least.

But the sensation of pleasure was another story. Instantly Brock went into a swoon of ecstasy. Daniel pressed Brock's legs back against his chest, pinning Brock under him.

Releasing his hold on his own knees, Brock didn't have to stretch them back, since Daniel's weight did it for him.

Cupping Daniel's jaw, deepening their kiss, Brock felt himself creeping close to an orgasm, though nothing was touching his cock.

Daniel broke the kiss and went for Brock's neck. Brock's legs worked their way free and hung suspended in the air as Daniel pumped into him fiercely. His cock bobbing between them, Brock went into a spinning climax. His whimpering moans echoing in the dim room, Brock felt multiple orgasms and couldn't believe each climax outdid the first. "
Daniel!

Ohhhh, Daniel!"

Hearing Daniel's muffled moan, his mouth full of something, perhaps Brock's neck or jaw, Brock didn't know.

He rocked with him, up and down the bed, his come spurting out over his chest.

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"
Ahhhh, oh, baby ... it feels so good
," Brock crooned, his eyelids clamped tight, his heart pumping like mad under his ribs. "
You are amazing! My God! Oh, Dan! Oh God
!"

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"Dan? Oh, no. Daniel!" He hopped off the bed, instantly feeling dizzy. Pausing, letting the sensation subside, Brock felt his head ache. "Dan?" Holding the walls, making a search of his place, he didn't find him. "Dan!" he shouted in anger.

"Why do you always leave me?"

Feeling sick, Brock used the walls and furniture to help him to the bathroom. Turning on the light, he noticed blood had run down his neck to his chest, drying in a brownish red stream. "Oh, shit." It made him feel like passing out. Sitting down on the closed toilet, Brock put his head between his knees until the ringing in his ears subsided. Grabbing at the toilet paper, he didn't look at himself in the mirror again.

Running the water, he dampened the handful and wiped the dried blood off his skin. Once he felt slightly better, he stood, boldly looking at his reflection. Continuing to wash off the blood, he found the open cut on his neck. "Dan! Stop making me bleed! Christ, the sex is so good, why do you have to do this as well?"

It stung. Brock withstood the peroxide, wanting to scream from the pain. He applied some ointment and a plastic strip over the cut. Brushing his teeth, washing his face and torso with a warm soapy washcloth, Brock urinated and then shut off the light. Making sure his front door was locked, he 77

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returned to the bedroom and turned on a table lamp near his bed. His clothing was strewn all over the place. Collecting it, setting it on a chair, Brock spotted the condom on the floor.

Picking it up to dispose of in the bathroom, he noticed it was empty. Daniel had not come into it. Not only was it empty, but the lubrication was still applied liberally to its exterior.

"You son of a bitch. You took this off before you screwed me."

Meeting his own terrified eyes in the mirror, Brock felt a panic attack. "What the hell is wrong with you, Dan?"

Throwing it out, washing his hands, Brock lay in bed, his eyes wide in anxiety. Seeing it was nearing three, he had to take a sleeping pill to get back to sleep.

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The ringing of the phone woke him. Reaching for the extension on his nightstand, Brock moaned, "Hello..."

"So?"

"Eli?"

"Yes. How was it?"

"How was what?" Brock whined.

"Didn't you go home with Daniel?"

"You know what he did?"

"No. But I'm dying to."

"He took off the damn rubber before he screwed me, and he made me bleed again."

"Bummer."

"Bummer?" Brock asked sarcastically. "
Bummer
?"

"What did you do? Kick him out?"

"No. He was already gone when I came to. Man, that bloodletting really wipes me out."

"How much does he take?"

"Who the hell knows? I don't want him to take any. It's fucking sick."

"No kidding."

Brock rubbed his face and just noticed the time. "Please don't tell me that my clock says it's after noon."

"Why? You're not still in bed, are you?"

"Yes. I woke at around three and had to take a sleeping pill."

"Let's take a rain-check on the racquetball then."

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"No. No, just let me shower and wake up. Can you reserve the court for two-ish?"

"You sure?"

"Yes."

"Okay. See you at the club around a quarter to?"

"Okay." Brock hung up and paused before he stood, knowing he would feel dizzy. "I'm going to murder you, Dan. I swear it."

* * * *

Bouncing the ball and catching it, Eli met him by the exit door. "You are really out of it today."

"I know." Brock wiped at his sweat with his wristband. "I feel completely spent."

"You look a little pale."

"I know!" Brock groaned.

"Jesus, go and sit down in the locker room."

Scuffing his tennis shoes, Brock dropped down on the bench in front of his locker and caught his breath.

"You need to stop seeing him." Eli opened his locker and stuck his racket in it.

"He keeps finding me."

"I can understand your dilemma."

"Can you?" Brock was amused, still panting for air.

"Yes. I've seen the way he is with you, and you go nuts for it."

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Laughing at the irony, Brock replied, "He's the best and worst I've ever had."

"Wow, is that weird or what?"

"I need a shower."

Eli gave him a worried glance.

Sheepishly, Brock asked, "Can you help me to stand?"

"Christ, Brock. Go see the doctor Monday." He hauled Brock to his feet.

"I'm okay." Brock was trembling from the exertion as he removed his clothing.

"No, you're not." Eli assisted Brock in pulling his shirt over his head.

"Thanks, Eli."

"Are you going to be all right?"

"Yes. Let me just rinse off and we'll grab dinner." Placing his towel over his shoulder, Brock walked back to the shower stalls in just his briefs.

"Brock!"

Spinning around, he noticed Dominic's inviting grin. "Not today, cutie. Too tired."

"No? You serious?"

"Sorry. Next time?" Brock winked at him.

"Whatever," Dominic replied in disbelief.

"Shit," Brock mumbled, "I never turned down a blowjob from Dominic before. I must be ill."

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Sitting at a table at Maria Pia's Italian restaurant, Brock was glad his penthouse tower was only a few feet away because he was too tired even for another cab ride.

"More wine?" Eli asked.

"Yes. It's replacing my lost blood."

"Shut up, Brock." Eli winced as he poured.

"Sorry, I'm trying to see the humor in it."

"Will you be okay for work tomorrow?"

"Of course." Brock sipped the wine, indeed feeling slightly better with a good plateful of pasta and some robust red merlot.

"Where does Dan live?"

"No clue." Brock devoured his meal heartily.

"Don't you guys talk?"

"Not really." Brock caught Eli's pained expression. "I'm not big on conversation. You know that."

"Do I? We talk."

"We don't do anything else, Eli. Look, don't start that topic again."

After Eli ate quietly, he sipped his wine and stared at Brock. Brock laughed, "See? Without sex talk we have nothing to discuss either."

"I could think of dozens of topics to bring up. I just know you'll give me one and two word answers."

"Try me."

"Okay. What do you think of the upcoming election?"

"It sucks."

Smiling ironically, Eli finished eating in silence.

"What?" Brock asked, dabbing his lip with the napkin.

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"Never mind."

Passing on dessert, Brock watched Eli enjoy a slice of tiramisu and sip his coffee. His mind already wandering, Brock was wondering what Daniel was doing. Where did he live? Brock should at least get his phone number.

Letting his meal digest as he relaxed, Brock waited until Eli pushed his dessert plate aside and asked, "You ready?"