"Yeah, well, you hit on me first so I guess you're the one to blame if I'm into it." And if he was apparently no longer straight. Oh man, this was just the worst. His pants felt tight, his insides were churning excitedly and he felt a frustrating level of desperation and frustration that mixed into a weird mess of desire. All he wanted right now was for Hartley to touch him and all his pride wanted him to do was man up and back off. Easier said than done.

He looked down at Hartley and it was obvious just by the look on his face how much he wanted this, how much he wanted Hartley. And how much it drove him insane to want him too. "You think I'm hot?"