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clothes.
    “Hurry,” Ty urged, his own hands busy on Anso’s garments. “Mo- ther , I’ve been crazed all day.”
    Anso had too, embarrassing though it was to admit. Something about facing his father’s mortality made him want to hump everything in sight.
    “Fuck,” he said, struggling with the laces that closed Ty’s trousers over his genital bulge. Zippers were considered lower class, and most royals eschewed them. “Why do you have to tie these so well?”
    Ty closed his eyes and rolled his hips forward. “Can’t let just anyone get in there.”
    Plenty of people wanted to, that was sure, though for the moment Ty was focused on him. His hands roamed Anso’s now bare chest, thumbs zeroing in to circle his tight nipples. The massage wasn’t helping Anso’s coordination. He snorted at his susceptibility, then gave up on opening his friend’s trousers. This caused Ty to lift drowsy eyelids and give him an accusing stare.
    “Ty, that’s a fucking sailor’s knot you’ve got there.”
    “Fine,” Ty huffed, taking over the task himself. “I’ll do mine and you do yours.”
    Anso knew Ty wasn’t truly annoyed. He was grinning broadly as he backed up, retreating on the glassy basalt floor toward Anso’s bedroom. Anso’s excitement kicked higher. One of the first erotic favors they’d exchanged was masturbating in tandem.
    “I know what you’re thinking,” Ty sing-songed.
    “Do not.”
    Ty shucked his trousers and wagged his brows, maybe to mock Anso for his childish answer, or maybe because he knew damn well how delicious he looked naked. His erection was very long, very thick, and very flushed where tiny vessels fed his blood to the swaying head. He hadn’t been exaggerating about being crazed. The edges of his penile sheath were already sealed tight around his base.
    Wereseal genitals retreated into their bodies when they relaxed, serving as streamlining and protection for swimming in man form. Ty was the opposite of relaxed as he stood framed by the bedroom doorway, his balls full enough to bulge in their normally tucked up sac. Anso licked his lips, helpless not to run his gaze along his friend’s body. Ty’s shoulders were broad and well developed, his long legs dropping gracefully from tight hips. The ridged muscle of his abdomen testified to hard training, and his golden skin looked every bit as smooth as it was.
    The faint leopard spots that marked it darkened near his groin, the pattern extending into the short sand-colored fur of his pubic triangle.
    Anso’s thatch was as dark honey. He’d never forget how aroused he’d been by his first sight of their complementary coloring.
    “Oh I so know what you’re thinking.” Ty’s laugh drew Anso’s gaze to his amused face. “Jacking off together that first time. Coming so fast, so hard, we practically spattered each other from head to toe.” Anso couldn’t mind Ty’s teasing, not when Ty’s hand moved to his own erection and fisted it leisurely. The memory aroused him too.
    Anso decided to play along. “What about the first time I tried going down on you? You squealed like a dolphin the moment I tightened my lips and sucked.”
    “You had quite a gift for a neophyte.”
    Despite the humor sparkling in his eyes, Ty’s voice had gone husky. With a wonderful sense of freedom, Anso kicked off his trousers. He always enjoyed being undressed with Ty. Anso had many duties, but with his friend he was not constrained. Two long steps put them chest to chest, gazes locked, heat pulsing one to the other in time to their heartbeats. Ty’s hand bumped Anso’s erection as he continued to jack his own. A slow stroke was all he needed to remain at the peak of hardness. Both their bodies were ready for pleasure.
    “Remember the first time you fucked me?” Anso murmured, loving how Ty’s face flushed. “I thought I’d gone to heaven, you felt so brilliant inside of me.”
    “I remember playing sick for days so we could skip training and do it