They were in the shower, soaking went and he was so hard, it was ridiculous. He felt if he backed down now, it somehow man him less of a man. What sort of guy got this far and then ran off? No, he wasn't a coward. He nodded his head eagerly and his fingers gripped into Jonathan's shoulders.

He wanted this. He wanted Jonathan. Big, strong, handsome Jonathan. That spoke to him kindly sometimes and, yes, hurt him other times but he was okay with that, It was just how men loved.