...Vic closed his eyes and savored the weight above him, pinning him down. If he didn’t have to be at work, why not enjoy this tender moment with his lover? Outside, the steady drizzle of rain made everything else seem indistinct, everything but Matt’s touch, his body above Vic’s. Easing his arms around Vic’s, Matt sought Vic’s hands beneath the pillow. They lay together for long minutes, the robe Matt wore and the sheet covering Vic’s body the only things separating their bodies. Their breathing slowed, and Vic found his mind drifting back to sleep, comforted by Matt’s presence. He couldn’t think of a better way to spend such a dreary, lazy day…

Into Vic’s ear, Matt whispered, “Hey, I’ve got an idea.”

Vic groaned—he knew what was coming. “No.”

But Matt circled Vic’s ear with his tongue, tracing the curved flesh, biting around the gold hoops in Vic’s earlobe. “Let’s go to the new mall,” Matt said. His hips humped Vic’s in his eagerness. “What do you say?”

“I thought I said no.”

Matt ignored him. “Please?”

Vic turned his head to release his ear from between Matt’s teeth. “Why do you always want to go shopping?”

“Why do you never want to go?” Matt countered. He shifted above Vic, moving to the other ear, which he nibbled on until Vic shook him off. “Come on. What else do you have to do?”

“What do you have to buy now?” Vic asked.

He felt Matt shrug above him. “I don’t know,” he admitted. “Stuff. I’m sure if we look around, we’ll find something to get.”

His arms tightened around Vic, and he snuggled against his lover as if that alone would be enough to convince him to change his mind. The sad thing was, Vic didn’t need much convincing to give into Matt. As much as he would have liked to stay in bed, with each passing second he became more and more awake. “We can see a movie, maybe,” Matt suggested, whispering into Vic’s ear.

His breath was ticklish and hot along Vic’s skin, and did delicious things to the rest of his body. Every part of him was beginning to rouse itself, from the skin on his nape to the cock and balls already throbbing between his legs.

“We can get something to eat for lunch,” Matt continued. As he spoke, his words reverberated through Vic’s chest, exciting him further. “And we can get you a new suit…”

“I don’t need a new suit,” Vic told him. “We can eat lunch here. We can stay at home and watch a DVD.”

Matt wriggled his hips against Vic’s, grinding him into the mattress with a sweet ache. “I hear they have this new store there called Wet Dreams. You have to be twenty-one and older to even go in.”

“So?”

“So?” Matt asked, incredulous. “So?”

Burying his face in his pillow to hide his smirk, Vic arched his back and felt Matt’s interest pressed hard against the cleft of his buttocks. “So,” Matt said, rubbing his erection into Vic’s backside, “I want to check it out. And I’m not going into a sex shop by myself, mister. I’m bringing you along. I’ll do whatever it takes to get you to come with me, even if that means I have to blow you in the dressing room.”