GENRE: Gay Erotic Romance
LENGTH: 40,639 words
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Brody Murphy just graduated with a BS in Nursing and has taken a summer job with the fire department as an EMT. He thought he knew what he wanted out of life but was about to get some big surprises.

It wasn't just the heat from fires he had to worry about either. There was only one question. Could he handle the friction that was coming his way or would he combust?

EXCERPT:
Note: may contain sexually explicit scenes of a homoerotic nature.

Brody led Brian to his bedroom, and they quickly removed their clothing. Brody walked naked to his bathroom to retrieve his Speedos, but couldn’t resist grabbing Brian, who was by then also naked, in a hug.

“I didn’t get a hug when you got here,” Brody said, and pressed his naked body full length against Brian.

“Sorry.”

“That’s okay, we’re making up for it now, and it gives me an opportunity to do something I’ve wanted to do for years.”

He planted his lips on Brian’s. To his surprise, Brian opened his mouth and their tongues dueled for a few minutes. Equally surprising were the physical reactions he felt at groin level. Both he and Brian were becoming tumescent.

“Look what you did to me,” Brian said. “My Speedos won’t hide it.”

“Then I’ll have to make it go away,” Brody said.

He pushed Brian onto the bed and moved into a sixty-nine position before Brian could say anything. Brody was more than a bit surprised when Brian opened his mouth to receive his erection. Brody worked Brian’s erection over like a starving man, and in many ways he was starved for Brian, having lusted after him for so long without really being aware of what he was feeling. Their joint excitement was such that it didn’t take long before they exploded into each other’s mouths. Brody sucked Brian dry, then moved around so they could embrace and kiss.

“God, Brian. I’ve wanted to do that with you forever.”

“Yeah, me, too. So why didn’t you?”

“A combination of cowardice and fear. I was too chicken to try anything, and I was even more afraid I’d lose your friendship.”

“Yeah, I know the feeling.”

“Meanwhile, we need to appear on the dock in our Speedos. But don’t worry, after Pop goes to bed this evening, we can do this again, and again, and --”

“Something to look forward to,” Brian said.

“Yeah.”

They pulled on their Speedos, grabbed bath sheets, and went out to the dock, stopping along the way to retrieve two slalom skis.

“You boys are just in time,” Brody’s grandfather said. “Come get the ski ropes -- I’m almost ready for you.”

They spent nearly an hour skimming across the water’s surface, and all the while Brody’s mind was working on what had just happened between himself and Brian, and what that portended for the evening to come. They finally called a halt to the skiing, coasted into the shallows, and helped Brody’s grandfather secure the boat.

“You haven’t forgotten how to do it, Brian,” Brody’s grandfather said.

“Yeah. I haven’t been on the water since spring break, but some things you never forget.”

“Your fading tan shows you haven’t spent much time outside,” Brody said. “The sun’s still in the right position, so we can get to work on that right now, if you like.”

“Sure, but where?”

“Right here on the lawn in front of the house,” Brody said. “Why don’t you put the skis up while I retrieve a couple of things?”

“Okay, but you’re not making any sense.”

“Just wait.”