“Why do you have a place to live if you were until today, part of Donovan’s crew and how can you afford expensive underwear?”He smirks at the se...cond question. “Ah you got my gift then? Did you like it? Are you wearing them?” His gaze travels down my body.“Will you just answer me?” I reply, struggling to keep a smile off my lips.Tom sighs quietly, his eyes returning to mine, “Donovan likes to stay in a town for a few weeks at a time. I knew that at the end of this trip I would be done and I. On the morning of the 20th I was a tad late getting to work, as a matter of fact, if it were not for a grant I needed to finish and get submitted, I would have taken a personal day. It's a good thing I didn't stay home because at 2:15 the phone rang. As I picked up the receiver, there was a loud buzzing sound on the other end of the line, and then, "Deanna, Hi, It's Dean." "Where are you?" I asked. There was a church like silence then he came back and said, "I'm in Denver, and it's snowing like. "What's wrong, buddy?" Steven asked me. "I... I don't feel so good." "How about we go outside?" he suggested."Okay." I nodded.His arm around me, we walked toward the exit. Everyone stared... as they always did when I took someone from the bar, but this time it was the other way around.We stood outside, completely alone after the door of the bar had been closed by the two bouncers.Steven looked around, his eyes darting from left to right. "Steve? What are you looking for?" "To see if the coast. For the second time that day I found myself staring up at his imposing frame, this time now clad only his his shirt and a pair of blue silk boxers. “Now, we can do this the easy way and you can do exactly as daddy asks you too. Or you can fight me, in which case I'll need to beat the shit out of you, it'll hurt a lot more than it has to, and I'll only enjoy myself even more.” I weighed my options here. I had heard from a couple gay friends before how much the first time hurt. And that was with.