As the evening progressed, Patrick had stopped shivering beside Carey and finally begun to relax a bit. Carey kept his arm around his shoulders; every now and then he touched Patrick’s chin, turning his face toward him, and slowly kissed him on the lips. I want you, those kisses said.
Just in case Patrick didn’t get the message, Carey whispered it in his ear throughout the night. He’d murmur it when Bill was asking him a question, and Patrick would have to ask him to repeat what he’d said because his concentration suddenly evaporated at Carey’s breathy words.
At one point Carey slipped beneath the water. Patrick felt a strong hand on his thigh, then a mouth on his crotch, a warm tongue licking through the flap in his underwear to taste his hard d**k. Patrick caught Carey’s ears in his ha
