When they got to their room, David immediately flopped down onto the bed that was closer to the door. He opened a can of beer for himself and held out another one to Danny. But Danny shook his head and said, “I want a shower first. I'll be right back.” He went into the bathroom, closed the door and let out a long sigh. It wasn't just the hot weather that made him crave a cold shower — David's presence was getting to be too much for him. And it wasn’t just sexual desire, he was beginning to like him. Sure, he wanted him from the moment he saw him, and now he had the opportunity, but even though he flirted with him and felt that there was a response on some level, he didn't want to go so far as to seduce a married man. So he decided to take a shower and then try to go to sleep as quickly as possible.
    When Danny returned, with a large towel wrapped around his hips and drying his hair with a smaller one, David was lying on his bed, flat on his back, but still almost fully clothed, except for his shoes and jacket. From the way he looked, he was quite drunk by now. And indeed, the bottle of tequila, which stood on the nightstand between the two beds, had been opened. Danny poured himself a glass as well, in the hope that it would help him sleep. David turned onto his side, with his head propped up by his arm, and watched Danny intently, looking as if he wanted to say something. When Danny sat down on his bed, David finally addressed him, “Can I ask you a personal question?” Danny nodded, took a sip of the tequila, made a face because it burned like fire and said, “Sure!” David continued without hesitation, but very softly and with a slight slur, “Are you into men?” Danny's heart began to beat wildly in his throat, while he thought about how to respond. He briefly considered denying it, but decided against it. He wasn’t ashamed, it wasn’t like him to lie, and most of all, he couldn’t help being curious where this was going. So he replied as casually as he could, “Yeah, I'm surprised you even ask. You must have seen how everyone looked at us because they assumed that I'm gay. Sorry if I embarrassed you.”
    David got up slowly and sat down next to Danny. “You didn't embarrass me. I enjoyed this evening with you — very much, in fact. I just wanted to make sure. What I really want to know is ... Do you find me attractive?” Danny’s eyes almost popped out of his head in surprise. Until now, he wasn’t even sure how far David had been aware of any sexual tension between them, and he certainly hadn’t expected him to take the initiative. The way David was looking at him left little doubt about the reason why he was asking and what he hoped the answer would be. Nevertheless, Danny replied cautiously, by asking in turn, “Why would you care? Since you're married with kids, I thought you were straight?” David explained with obvious difficulty, “I am, or at least that's how I chose to live my life so far, because I felt obligated to do so. I've been attracted to men, but I’ve never acted on it before. Please believe me, it's not just because I'm drunk. I’ve been wondering if you were coming on to me, or if you were just messing with me, and it’s been driving me crazy all day. But I had to get drunk to be able to tell you that I ... I want you.” David’s voice sounded strained, and he looked lost.
    There wasn't anyone or anything that could stop Danny now, no matter what the consequences might be. So he said softly, “Hell, yes, I find you attractive! I took a cold shower just now, because I can hardly keep my hands off you, and I haven't been thinking of anything else all day either. The only reason why I didn't make a move was because you’re married!” David seemed distracted, as if he had difficulty concentrating on what Danny was saying, while he stared at his lips. When Danny had finished speaking, David whispered, “I'd like to kiss you.” In reply, without any further hesitation, Danny leaned in, and they began to explore each other with their lips and hands, at first cautiously, and then with increasing passion. “Feel how much I want you!”, Danny whispered and placed David's hand on his cock. At that, David drew back a little and stammered, “I ... I don't think that I want to be fucked though.” Danny smiled and said, “No worries, there's no pressure to do anything you don't like, and that wasn’t what I had in mind. I love being fucked, so you can fuck me if you want.” David looked at him wildly, and a small gasp escaped his lips, but he seemed unsure what to do next. Danny kissed him again, gently pushed him down onto the bed and began to peel his clothes off. First he undid his tie, and then he unbuttoned his shirt, while moving down slowly and kissing him. David muttered, “Maybe I should take a shower first?” Danny went on with what he was doing and whispered, “You’re delicious as you are.” He unzipped David’s trousers and began to suck his cock luxuriously. David was even more beautiful than Danny had imagined him to be, and if he felt any guilt or embarrassment, his body wasn't showing it. But suddenly David stopped him and said, breathing heavily, “If you keep going like that, I won’t be able to control myself much longer. I don’t want it to be over yet. Touch yourself! I want to watch you while you're doing it.”
    Danny was pleased to oblige. He stood up, took off the towel and began to caress himself sensuously. He was quite well endowed for his stature, so he enjoyed being looked at, and he was happy to show David how much he excited him. David looked completely enthralled and exclaimed, “You're so beautiful!” Danny smiled slyly, “So, do you want to fuck me now?” David turned crimson and stammered, “Yes, I do, very much, but I've never done it ... um ... that way, and I’m afraid of hurting you.” When Danny went to get a condom and some lube from his backpack, David raised an eyebrow, “I guess I should be glad that you're prepared.” Danny returned, lay down next to him and whispered in his ear, “Not the first, but definitely the finest, I assure you.” David grimaced, “At least I hope that that line wasn't prepared as well.” Danny pinched his cheek playfully and said, “Honestly, you’re the most gorgeous guy I've ever seen! And nobody else matters at the moment but us, right?” David seemed to take the hint that he was hardly in a position to be possessive and nodded. When Danny began to kiss and caress him again, he felt that he was still as aroused as he could get, so he skillfully slipped on the condom. Then he squeezed some lube onto his hands and rubbed them together in order to warm and spread the stuff before he applied it. “I can’t wait to feel you inside of me!”, Danny whispered. “As for the technicalities, hold your dick firmly and use your weight to push forward slowly. Don't start to thrust until you’re in.” David nodded, “Ok, I think I understand. I'd like to look at you while we're doing it though.” Danny smiled and said, “I would love that!” He rolled onto his back and pulled David on top of him.
    They began to kiss with abandon, and after some fumbling, it didn't take long before their bodies were fully joined. When David was finally easing himself in and out, he whispered hoarsely, “You feel incredible!” Danny groaned, “So do you!”. He dug his fingers into David’s buttocks to encourage him not to hold back any longer. When David’s passion increased to such a frenzy that he fucked him almost violently, hitting his sweet spot relentlessly, Danny began to stroke himself. He soon came, crying out as he spent himself against David’s hot, sweaty stomach. The contractions of Danny’s body quickly pushed David over the edge as well; he arched his back and thrust into Danny one last time as deeply as he could and then remained motionless for a while, savoring the moment with his eyes closed, trembling and gasping. Afterward they didn’t even bother to clean up, but just lay silently entwined, blissfully exhausted, until they fell asleep.
    The next morning, much worse than the hangover was the realization that they would soon have to part. They hardly spoke while they dressed, nor at breakfast, nor in the car. It wasn't until the first sign that announced Austin that David asked, “Where do you want me to drop you off?” Danny wasn't inclined to make it easy for him, so he just said, “I've never been here before, so I don't know, and I don't care.” After a long silence, David offered, “Let's have coffee somewhere.” Danny pouted and said, “Fine!” When David found a place, he parked the car, but didn't get out, and Danny didn't budge either. They continued to sit there in silence, while traffic and pedestrians passed by, until Danny looked over to David, with a pleading expression on his face, close to tears. David said, “You know it wasn't just sex for me, don't you?” Danny nodded, “Yeah, for me neither. That's what makes it so difficult.” Outwardly, David had turned back into his calm, composed self again, but he seemed to be struggling as well, as he continued, “But you also know that I have to respect my obligations, don't you?” Danny scoffed, “Yeah, that's why I said I didn't want to end up like you.” David frowned and said, “I don't want to get into a contest about who is worse off.” After a pause, Danny replied, “You're right, I'm sorry. But since we've come this far, is there a chance ...?" David cut him short and said even more sternly, “I wouldn't have brought you here if I had expected you to be the clingy type.”
    That was a punch in the gut. In reply, Danny hissed, “Looks like you're the one who came better prepared than I did.” David softened and said, “I didn't plan anything. I just tried to keep up with what was happening between us as best I could. I don't regret anything, and I didn't mislead you. You know it's true. You just want to be angry with me because it eases the pain.” Danny calmed down and said, “For a guy without much life experience, you're pretty smart.” David said, “I was a philosopher, remember? We're better in theory than in practice.” Danny couldn't help smiling, “You weren't so bad at the practical part either.” David turned to him, unlocked the door and said tenderly, “Will you be ok?” Danny bit his lip and said, “I guess so.” David tried to smile and replied, “I'm glad.” Danny got out of the car, slammed the door shut and stood there, trying to figure out what to say. David leaned forward and said through the open window, “I just realized that I don't know your last name?” Danny responded, “It's Albright.” David nodded, “Take care of yourself.” Danny replied, “You too!”, but he doubted that David heard him, because his voice failed him. As Danny watched David drive off, he craned his neck to see if he looked back, and he still stood on the curb long after the car was out of sight.