Page 38 of Mytho Investigations: Side Stories

And he was sure it wasn’t because he was horny.

A car pulled up out the front, and Jake cocked his head, listening, expecting it to drive off. It didn’t. Footsteps came toward the apartment block, then the main door opened—it was too early for it to be locked. Adam’s scent reached Jake before he knocked on the door.

Jake let him knock, not wanting to seem too eager. He waited a couple of seconds and then opened the door. “Hi.”

He hadn’t been nervous last time. Why was this time so different?

“Hi… I brought some beer and snacks,” Adam said, lifting a full bag into Jake’s view.

Beer and snacks… Meanwhile, Jake had been worried about clean sheets and lube. Had he planned for the wrong activities?

“Great.” He stepped aside to let Adam in.

Adam took a step but didn’t walk past. He paused, put his hand on Jake’s chest and kissed the corner of his lips as if that was a normal thing they did. Maybe it was.

His tongue flicked over Adam’s neck, loving the way his skin tasted of soap and desire, with a hint of nerves. At least it wasn’t just him. He slipped a hand around Adam’s waist and for a heartbeat, neither of them moved.

So, they were doing this again. Once was an experiment, for both of them. Twice was… continuing the experiment? Or did they get together for beers and sex now?

“You okay?” Adam asked, breaking the moment.

Jake shut the door and locked it. “Yeah…” He should be honest. That was how they had started. “I didn’t expect you to call.”

Adam put the beer and chips on the kitchen counter. “I gave myself a twenty-four-hour cooling-off period to think it through, but all I did was think of you.” He twisted the cap off a bottle and offered it to Jake.

Jake took it. “Same.”

“I guess you can already tell that being here has me a little excited.” Adam blushed.

Jake laughed. “I’d be worried if you weren’t.”

“But I also don’t want you to feel like…”

“Like an experiment?”

Adam shook his head. “That I’m using you.”

“I’d never had a blow job until the other night, so we can call it equal.”

“No one ever sucked your dick?”

Jake stared at him, mouth open, tongue lolling as if the reason should be obvious.

“Not from other mythos?”

Jake shook his head. “They remember what werewolves were like, and not many like this.” He indicated his furred chest.

“It’s an acquired taste.” Adam took a sip, his gaze lingering on Jake’s body in a way that made Jake’s cock push out of the sheath a little too eagerly.

“Plenty would have something to say about your taste.”

Adam put his beer down. “I know. I don’t want either of us to get into trouble.”

“No one here cares. It’s your people⁠—”

“I’m aware. And I’m also aware that I don’t want to wait to be given permission to enjoy myself. I waited until I was twenty to even date men. My parents were going to travel when Dad retired, and now they can’t. They never got that. I see people’s lives end all the time. I don’t want that regret.” He glanced away. “Sorry. That was heavy. Not what I was hoping for tonight.”

“Been a rough week?” Jake closed the distance between them in two quick steps and put an arm around Adam.