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you. Just ’cuz we’re dead doesn’t mean we can’t do things like pee or beat off.” Stefan rubbed his palm over his crotch as if to emphasise those points. “It doesn’t mean our dicks don’t work.”
    “You’re just messing with me,” Conner told him, but he had a bad feeling he’d just been willingly ignorant. He’d been able to get hard, once he’d bothered to give enough of a damn to do so. He was considering going and trying to find someone.
    “Am not.” Stefan unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock.
    “Stefan!” Conner wasn’t a prude but that was just…wrong.
    “Stop being such an old fart.” Stefan aimed his shaft. “Now, I don’t really feel like I need to do this, but I guess I just always enjoyed taking a piss before, so it didn’t occur to me I couldn’t do it here.” Conner didn’t want to look, but he had to. Sure enough a stream of clear liquid was pouring out of Stefan’s slit. “I mean, it isn’t yellow, and like I said, I don’t have to do it. I don’t think it’s even wet, not like I’m gonna stick my fingers out and check. Now, when I jerk off, that leaves my hands sticky and wet.”
    “Thanks for sharing,” Conner choked out.
    “You really didn’t know?” Stefan asked, sounding surprised. “How—well, maybe sex just isn’t a big deal to old guys like you. I didn’t think it was so great when I was alive, but I knew it could be. Someday I’ll find someone young and hot here in our world, and we’ll fall in love and fuck all the time.”
    “God, spare me from romantic goofballs.” Conner shook his head. “You think we can fall in love?”
    “Why can’t we? We still have feelings.”
    Conner didn’t have an answer for that. He glanced up at the sky, and something tugged at him. Fear settled cold in his bones—or where they’d be if he had any—and he started to panic. He wasn’t sure what was happening but he didn’t want to go, not up into that vast blue space, and it felt like something was trying to get him to sail up and up—
    “Conner? What’s going on?”
    Stefan’s worried voice popped Conner back to the here and now and the spot where he stood. Conner gave Stefan a mock-glare and caught him around the neck. “I’m not ancient, just old enough not to be led around by my dick,” he said as he gave Stefan a noogie, rubbing his knuckles back and forth over Stefan’s short hair.
    “Geezer!” Stefan whooped as he jabbed at Conner’s ribs. Conner had to let go before he ended up a giggling pile of goo. His ribs were very ticklish.
    “You seriously didn’t know about…” Stefan made a rude gesture of self-pleasure.
    Conner shrugged and hoped his face wasn’t red. It sure felt like it was. “I hadn’t really been in the mood.” For years and years and years. Being sexually traumatised will do that to you. Conner had never told Stefan how he’d died, and Stefan had never asked.
    Stefan’s eyes rounded and his mouth pursed into an ‘o’ before he asked, “How can you ever not be in the mood?”
    Conner slipped, giving away more than he meant to then. “Sometimes things happen that make sex unappealing.” He turned and shot up, skimming a few feet above the ground at so quick a pace that everything was a blur. He was too afraid to go higher, that tug from moments before still fresh in his mind.
    “Where are we going?” Stefan asked.
    Conner should have known he couldn’t outrun the kid. He could pop off and leave Stefan, but that just seemed mean. Conner slowed down, surprised when he did to see that that went right through the other side of the town limits.
    “Well, I was thinking. Where could a guy go to get laid?”
    Stefan looked down, then turned those big and all too innocent eyes on him. “Um. I guess since we’re both gay—”
    “No.” Conner felt bad when Stefan cringed. “Look, I didn’t mean it bad. It’s just, you’re like a little brother to me. I freaked out over you whipping your dick out to…to