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wrong with his ex-wives?
    “Not a one. You’ve got a dick that satisfied my every desire.”
    “So… uh…”
    “C’mon, dude, spill it out!”
    “Will you let me spend the weekend?”
    Don’t panic! Tom ordered himself. This is Jack, your best friend. He isn’t trying to take over your life. He knows what you are, and he won’t try to change you.
    “You’re not gonna let me go back to sleep unless I say yes, are you?” Tom winced. That had come out more aggressive than he’d intended. He offered a grin, hoping Jack would think he was just yanking his chain.
    “Nope.”
    Apparently Jack hadn’t picked up on how ambivalent Tom was about the idea of him staying. Well, that’s straight guys: totally clueless.
    “Then I guess you’re staying. Now, do me a favor and go to sleep.” Tom stuck his head under his pillow. If he pretended he was asleep, maybe that would cut short any further conversation. There were a lot of things he needed to consider.
    Jack wanted to stay over the weekend. Why? He’d gotten the blow job he’d wanted, Tom had had his curiosity satisfied; what more could Jack want?
    Before he could question Jack’s possible motives, and to his own everlasting surprise, Tom fell asleep.
     
    Jack’s internal clock woke him as it did every morning. Didn’t matter if it was the weekend, vacation, or holiday, along about 5 every morning it started nudging him awake.
    He opened an eye and focused on the large numbers of the bedside clock. Yep, time to get up and greet the day.
    He stretched and groaned as he worked the kinks out of his arms and legs. Damn, he felt good !
    His right arm bumped into something, and he went still and blinked and looked to his right. Beside him on the rumpled bed, sound asleep, was Tom Hansom.
    Tom had been his best friend for years, and now… now he was his lover.
    Jack began to grin as he remembered what it felt like to have Tom’s lips wrapped around his dick, sucking him off. He remembered what it felt like to be buried balls-deep in Tom’s ass. He liked everything they’d done.
    He hadn’t fallen asleep right away after they’d made love. Instead, he’d done some very deep thinking, of the empty house he went home to every day after work, of the fact that he missed having someone to come home to.
    Tom was alone also. He wasn’t the handiest of men, and there were lots of little things around his house that needed repair. Jack could do that for him.
    Jack had fallen asleep and dreamed of the two of them living together.
    Tom’s lips parted and soft snores issued from them.
    Sweet Jack, behave yourself! he admonished his dick, but he couldn’t take his eyes off the vision before him.
    Tom was so relaxed in sleep, the aggression and edginess smoothed from his features, leaving him looking almost boyish.
    Let me tell you something, my friend! Jack addressed his inner straight guy. You have got it bad!
    His grin became rueful. It was a damned good thing that Tom wasn’t a morning person. He knew Tom could put up with a lot of things, but being  mooned over like he was a member of a boy band and Jack some teenaged girl would see Tom react at his snarky worst.
    Jack slipped out of bed, grabbed up his clothes, and walked into the bathroom. After he relieved himself, he debated taking a shower.
    Nah, I think I’ll wait until I can take one with Tom. He recalled their high school days, and the peeks he’d sneak at Tom when the team had hit the showers, and when no one was looking. Oh, man, this is gonna be one awesome experience!
    In the meanwhile, he was going to make his friend the best breakfast he’d ever had! Like himself, Jack knew that Tom had learned how to do his own cooking. Unless he wanted to eat out every night, it only made sense.
    Jack remembered what it had been like when Reba, his first wife, had left him. He’d lived on TV dinners and take out, and on those weekends when he’d had the kids, he’d take them to Loueller’s .
    It got old fast,