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family wasn’t happy with his lifestyle, and by lifestyle, they’d meant continuing
    to stay in the Army. The bisexual thing was something he’d no doubt take to his grave.
    He knew what his family’s limits were, had learned long ago about keeping the truth from people for their own good.
    According to Damon, Tanner was keeping the truth from himself as wel . And while he didn’t want to believe the truth
    in that at al , he did know that right now, he was in no shape for women. He would be too rough. But these men in the club,
    that would work for them.
    After finishing his drink, he worked his way t o the back room and found several wil ing men, one o f whom got o n his
    knees, unzipped Tanner’s jeans and took his cock in his mouth without saying a word.
    The man knew what he was doing, deep-throated hi m first, a nd Tanner rested hi s head against the wa l a nd le t the
    sensations of the man’s sucking take over everything. Then he threaded his hand through the man’s hair and forced him
    to work to his rhythm…hard and fast, because he didn’t want to draw this out.
    There were no connections t o b e made here. Tanner had always believed that’s what he’d been meant for—a life of
    fucking and going home alone.
    He’d been okay with that until last night—and no w h e couldn’t g e t Damon o ut o f hi s goddamned mind. Could feel
    Damon’s hands on him stil , flashed back to the scene at Damon’s club and got harder, which seemed impossible.
    “Fuck yeah,” he murmured to himself as the talented mouth sucked him and a hand caressed his bal s.
    He gripped the man’s hair and his cock went down his throat again. He groaned, closed his eyes and imagined it
    was Damon.
    Wouldn’t that be something—Damon on his knees in front of him, taking his cock. Maybe even in front of everyone in
    the goddamned club, and the men would be cheering again as Damon held his hips tight and sucked and licked until he
    came down the man’s throat.
    That would never happen. And stil , it was the dream he’d had last night, the one that made him wake up shooting and
    crying out Damon’s name.
    It confused the hel out of him. Damon had treated him like crap—and he’d al owed it—for Jesse.
    But the man currently on his knees in front of him was treating him very wel . His tongue caressed the bundle of nerves
    on the underside of his cock while he stroked, and then he sucked hard on the head and that was al Tanner needed. He
    shot down the man’s throat, heard his own harsh breaths above the din.
    When he pul ed out of the man’s mouth he was, as usual, stil rock hard.
    “Viagra?” the man o n his knees asked a s he stared between his cock and Tanner’s face. “If not, that’s just damned
    impressive.”
    Tanner didn’t answer, just hauled him up and shoved him, chest against the wal .
    The other man didn’t protest, instead helped Tanner puddle his jeans around his calves. Tanner pushed his own jeans
    down low on his hips and rol ed on the condom.
    “I’m already lubed,” the man said over his shoulder as he gripped the wal . “Go ahead.”
    Tanner drove into him, the man moaning about how good he was, how big, and Tanner wanted to gag him because
    he didn’t need the goddamned accolades. He just needed to come.
    He closed his eyes and bit the man’s shoulder through his shirt, wondering if Damon ever let himself be fucked…
    imagined no, and stil pretended this man was Damon and that he was making the Dom crazy by fucking him at just
    the right angle. He would hit Damon’s prostate over and over s o he jumped a nd squirmed, b ut wa s unable t o g e t
    away because he was impaled in that oh-so-fucking-good way.
    Tanner had never let himself be fucked, but he’d been told by many that he was a hel of a fuck.
    His bal s tightened and he shot his load into the condom as the man’s ass pulsed around him, and it wasn’t enough.
    It was never enough, and he pushed the sweaty hair out of his eyes and