Sex and Sexuality by Willa Okati

Author:Willa Okati [Okati, Willa]
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Erotic, Gay/Lesbian
ISBN: 1-59998-176-9
Publisher: Samhain Publishing, Ltd.
Published: 2007-03-06T07:00:00+00:00

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Quentin unlocked the door to the faculty housing building in utter silence. He still had a lump in the back of his throat that wouldn’t go away no matter how many times he swallowed. His duffel hung heavy in his hands, feeling as if it contained much more than a few articles of clothing.

The apartment was quiet and, for the most part, dark. The students had cleared out. Cups still dotted every available surface, their condensation making rings on all the furniture. Quentin could see a wet patch on his beloved recliner. Smoke hung thick and heavy in the air.

He couldn’t bring himself to care.

Carefully shutting the door behind him, Quentin began to make his way toward his bedroom. He’d gotten halfway there when Billy appeared as if from nowhere, lounging against the frame of his bedroom door. He wore low-riding sleep pants in blue flannel and no shirt, the muscles in his chest both hard and rippling as he moved. “What, she didn’t want you to sleep over?” The words were taunting, but the voice kind. Sympathetic. “So you didn’t have a good time?”

Quentin hesitated, then shook his head. His fingers began to tremble.

“I didn’t think you would.” Billy reached for something just inside his door and came back with an unlit cigarette. He toyed thoughtfully with the white cylinder. “What happened?”

Quentin said nothing. His shoulders slumped a little as he quaked.

“Listen, man, it can’t be that bad. She didn’t kick you out, did she? Or did she? A lover’s spat gone bad?” Billy began to grin. “So you came back here to your quiet little room. Too bad I’m here, right? But then again, that’s me. Always in your way. You can’t get rid of me, Quinn.” Billy reached out with his free hand and laid it on Quentin’s chest. “I’m inside there, whether you want me to be or not. You didn’t come back because you had no place else to go. You came here for me.”

Quentin’s tremors became full-fledged shakes. His mouth went utterly dry. He swallowed hard, feeling himself half-choke. The duffel bag fell out of his nerveless fingers onto the floor.

Billy moved forward, dropping his cigarette. He cupped Quentin’s chin in one hand. Bright blue eyes gazed into his own as he tipped Quentin’s head up. “What did she do to you?” Billy asked softly.

It was one of the defining moments of his life. Voices screamed inside his head: no, yes, no, yes, no, yes… He was approaching a cliff, which once jumped off, he could never climb again.

God help him, though. He couldn’t seem to stop himself.

He didn’t want to turn away from this.

He wouldn’t—couldn’t—stop himself from being “Quinn” again.

Slowly, Quentin—no, Quinn—raised his hand to Billy’s shoulder. He placed the other one on Billy’s waist. The man’s skin was warm and seemed to welcome Quinn’s touch, as if Quinn were someone worth spending time on.

Shivering with emotions he couldn’t put a name to, his cock starting to fill, Quinn

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