Each man lay awake for a while thinking about the other and what a great time they had just had. Alex found himself erect, and he wanted very much to go to Clay’s room and make love to him, but resisted, remembering he’d promised Clay he wouldn’t try anything if he stayed the night. AN UNSEEN smile adorned Clay’s face as he thought about what it would be like to have sex with Alex. Clay admitted to himself that he was attracted to his friend, but didn’t want to take the chance of being rejected or used for one night of sex and then discarded. He’d rather have Alex as a long-time friend rather than a quick release of passion. ALEX woke first, went down to the kitchen, put coffee on, and pulled out plates. He turned the oven on to let it warm up before putting in a very large, stuffed turkey. The smell of the brewing coffee woke Clay up, and he got out of bed. He stretched, brushed his teeth, combed his hair, and went downstairs wearing a T-shirt and pajama bottoms.
