Brad lay on his stomach listening to the silence of his lover's home trying to calm the chaos swirling around in his brain. He heard the door to the room open and listened to the footsteps on the tile of the room before the bed dipped under the other person's weight. "How are you doing?" the familiar voice asked and Brad shrugged feeling the loving touch running up and down his back in comfort. "Are you regretting your decision?" Brad heard the man ask and frowning flipped his naked body over to study the other man.

"How could I regret this?" Brad asked capturing his lover's roaming hand and brought it to his lips kissing the palm. "The only thing that I regret about this is that I waited so long to make the decision. You deserved better." The other man made a face and shrugged not arguing the statement because he didn't want to rehash the old argument. Brad could tell that his lover didn't believe his denial of regret and waited for him to continue. "Then what are you so upset about?"

Brad sighed not sure how to voice his angst. "I can't believe what a hypocrite she is. I can't believe that I misjudged her so badly. You have more reason to complain that she does and yet you don't say a word." The man smiled at the workings of his partner's mind. "You have interesting logic since anyone that I could complain about she should be able to as well." Brad made a face and waved a hand in the air. "Men don't count. I have never cheated on her with another woman. She on the other hand has been more than friends with her male "Friends".

The man shook his head smiling at his lover's ire. "Maybe I am just more secure in your love for me that she is in your love for her. Besides I don't see Orlando as much of a threat." Brad smiled running a hand over his stomach. "I am sure that Orli would be thrilled to hear how non-threatening he is. What about Matt?" The other man idly watched Brad's hand move downward as he touched himself. "Matt does not count." Brad's lover said paying more attention to Brad's hand than their conversation. Brad smiled at his lover. "And how do you figure that?" The other man stood and shrugged off his robe then moved to kneel over him on his hands and knees. "We were together at the time. Threesomes don't count as cheating."

Brad forgot about responding as his lover's head dipped down and their lips touched. Brad lifted his hands sinking his fingers into his lover's salt and pepper hair as he wrapped his legs around his lover's waist. Neither of the men was concerned with thought as their hands roamed over each other's familiar bodies and soon their passion for each other took over. The kiss was broken and Brad could feel his lover's mouth moving down his body. When his lips wrapped around Brad's cock, Brad gasped softly and arched up into his lover's mouth. The troubles with Jennifer and the allure of a pretty pirate elf faded as he felt his body tightening. "Please not yet," he whimpered and his lover looked up at him and nodded. The ache of his own manhood prevented any argument.

As his lover searched for the tube of lube they used earlier, Brad took a deep breath, but had no time to gain control over himself before he felt a pair of fingers slipping inside of him. "Please that's enough," Brad whispered more than ready to have his lover inside of him. Again, the other man didn't argue as he quickly lubed himself and slipped inside of Brad.

As their need for each other was too great to take it slow, neither man complained when a quick pace was set. Yet when the end came quickly they both regretted it if only for a moment before thought again became impossible. Brad clenched the sheets, arched his back, and tightened his leg's hold on his partner's waist before he exploded all over his lover's chest. "Oh God," he whimpered for the last time. The tightening of his muscles brought about his lover's orgasm almost wringing the cum from his body.

Later as they lay together, Brad with his head on his lover's chest, Brad smiled when he heard his lover chuckle. "You know, babe, I've been a crook… several times, I've killed vampires, I've been a doctor, I've been a military man, I've even been a handyman, but only you would cast me in the role of God." Brad laughed and lifted his head to look up at him. "What can I say George, I can't think of a better role for you than some celestial being. Not to mention you are enough of a control freak that you would actually want to run the world." George made a face trying to appear insulted, but laughed instead. "I resemble that remark." Brad smiled giggling and snuggling closer to his lover closed his eyes falling into a peaceful sleep glad that he had finally committed himself to this man he loved.

As George lay in bed listening to Brad's breathing slow he tried to find some remorse for taking Brad from Jennifer, but he couldn't. He didn't regret Jennifer's loss in the slightest.

The End