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“You didn’t?”
“No. Don’t get me wrong—we will. And very soon, I’m guessing. I mean, I’ve never had a dick down my throat, but it can’t be that much different than a banana, right? Greg’s definitely a two-biter, but I’m gonna work on it. You know I love a challenge.”
Jason’s face is pinched. “Who’s Greg?”

He named Joey's penis 'Greg', because he's... gregarious, LOL.

Brad’s tongue comes out to play first, licking a broad swipe up the length of the corn dog—base to tip—in an effort to collect the ketchup that’s dripping down the side. Before retreating, said tongue flicks across the top, a sight that has me stifling a groan. And then, if that wasn’t enough, he proceeds to stuff half the thing in his mouth like there’s a medal at stake for eating it in as few bites as possible.

If this were real, he’d already be naked. I’d hold him here as I showered him with affection. I’d take his cock into my mouth, let him thrust his hips, but I’d control the pace, not allowing him to come until he’d been edged for long enough that his orgasm would be crushing in its intensity. He’d shake and shiver in my arms, falling apart for me and me alone.

This boudoir photoshoot thing is crazy, but the author really sells this. Wow, it's an amazing scene.

There’s a difference between helping someone who’s curious to explore their sexuality and outright disrespecting a person’s spoken truth. But Brad has given me the green light to touch him during a goddamn boudoir photoshoot while we’re in our underwear, and I’m not going to pass up that chance.

This is so good. It's actually quite a fresh trope, I don't remember reading anything like it before.

“Okay, here’s the thing. You’ve always known you like girls, right?”
“Yeah?”
“Right. But have you ever…tried looking at a guy that way?”
“What way?” I ask. “Like, imagining them with boobs?”

“The inside is more important to me,” he says. “I want someone like… Well, someone like you.”
“Dude,” I say slowly, setting down my fork. “That’s a super-nice compliment. Thank you.”
Joey swallows, looking a little uncertain, so I reach across the table to give his arm a reassuring squeeze. “We’ve totally got this, Joey-roo. I’m gonna find you the most wonderful guy. Just you wait and see.”

This is so sweet. Two buff gym dudes who are the perfect match for each other but one of them thinks he's straight and feels the need to help his new friend find the perfect man. When we all know he's the perfect man for him and just needs to open his eyes.