Sean liked the feel of Arliss’s head on his shoulder and loved the fact that he was comfortable enough to fall asleep. Okay, so it wasn’t the hot s*x somewhere in the back of his mind he thought he should be having with a stripper, but there was something equally fulfilling in this quiet moment and undemanding physical contact. He reached over to gently stroke Arliss’s spiky blond hair, surprised at how silky it was, free of “product.” It must have been the cut that got it to stand up in its own beguiling way…that and a few cowlicks.
Sean stretched his legs out, lifting them very gently up onto the coffee table so as not to disturb Arliss, and pondered things. He wasn’t sure he knew how he wanted the evening to end. Mostly every gay man he was aware of would probably want to get at least
