Matt didn’t mean to sabotage the game—his first touch had been in response to Doug’s love tap on Vic’s ass, nothing more. But his libido kicked into overdrive after that, and he found it impossible to keep his thoughts where they belonged. When he was younger, he used to take pride in the fact that he didn’t sleep around like all the other men he knew, straight and gay alike. But now he realized his reticence had stemmed from fear, not self-restraint. With a man in his life whom he trusted implicitly, a man who knew everything about him and still loved him with the depth of emotion Vic felt for him, Matt couldn’t hold back. He didn’t want to. He wanted Vic, in every way, here, now.
Thank God his lover played left field, and Matt didn’t have to stare at that ample backside whenever his own
