Daryl was always outgoing, bordering on flamboyant at times. He was quick to laugh and makes friends easily. Mitch, on the other hand, was quiet and reserved. His bulky frame filled out his uniform nicely. With his trim beard and mustache, his carefully groomed hair, and the thick, curly hair covering his arms and legs and chest, he looked like a gruff teddy bear. The first thing Daryl thought when he saw the dark hair on Mitch’s arms was, I wonder what that looks like between his legs.
He knew he had to find out.
Their first date ended with Daryl inviting Mitch into the small apartment he shared with his friend Wanda. The sight of the large man stretched out on his flannel sheets was an invitation Daryl couldn’t resist. As he warmed a tube of massage oil between his hands, he said, “I can take a look at that shoulder for you now, if you want.”
“Is that all you want to look at?” Mitch countered.