While Alec waited by the door, Jensen turned to Les. “Are you sure this is okay? It’s not easy leaving you alone when the cast and crutches hobble you like that. We could go upstairs.”

Les said, “No, go next door. That way you don’t have to worry about sound or waiting on me. I’ll be fine. I’m not helpless. I can get around. Leave me a bottle of wine, the remote control, and the rest of Cindi’s pumpkin pie. That was sweet of her to leave it for us. I hope she has a good evening.”

“Cindi will be happy out with her friends. Members is probably the only bar in the neighborhood open on Thanksgiving night. It should have a big crowd. Keep your cell phone close by in case you need anything.”

Alec tugged on Jensen’s shoulder. He whispered, “Les will be okay. He’s a tough guy, and he knows how to use a phone.”

Jensen pointed at Les. “And don’t you watch Queenie without me! Watch something else. You can dig into old sitcoms or watch an old movie.”

“Get out of here already! Alec, I think you might have to drag him next door.”

“I might be able to carry him if I try hard.”

Jensen laughed. “Okay, I’m a worrier, so sue me. Let’s go, before I decide that we should stay here.”

Alec pulled his coat on and then held out Jensen’s coat. Les waved from the couch. “Goodnight, and don’t behave, but don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.”

Jensen waved before turning for the door. “That gives us a lot of leeway. I know what you’re like.”

As Alec and Jensen picked their way through the dark across the driveway separating their houses, Jensen asked, “Can you believe we live next door to each other. This is crazy. For all the other boyfriends I’ve had, I needed to get in the car and drive somewhere.”

Alec grinned.”It’s so convenient!”

As soon as the front door of Alec’s house closed behind them, Alec pushed Jensen up against the door and planted a feverish kiss firmly on his lips. He moaned as their lips parted and tongues touched. Pulling back to catch his breath, Alec said, “I was dying back there. I needed you. I wanted you, Fuck, I needed this so badly.”

Jensen reached out for Alec’s package. “Oh fuck, you’re so hard. I know we can switch off and all, but will you fuck me tonight, please? It was so hot the other night. I want it again. I promise I’ll return the favor two times in a row if you top tonight.”

Alec grinned and reached out to cup the back of Jensen’s head. “I’ll do it if you’ll go down on me right here, right now. I want you on your knees sucking me right here inside the door. It’s a fantasy.”

Jensen sucked in a deep breath. “Oh fuck, yeah, I’ll make that fantasy a reality.”

They switched places with Alec backed up against the door. He watched as Jensen slowly fell to his knees and reached up to unfasten Alec’s belt.

Between ragged breaths, Alec said, “I’ve fantasized about this before but particularly with you. I’ve seen it in my dreams. We’re going to fucking make it come true right now.”

Jensen unzipped Alec’s jeans and reached inside to free his thick, stiff cock. He said, “I want us to make all of our dreams come true. You and me together. That’s our mission.” He stroked the cock and felt it grow rigid in his grip.

As Jensen’s tongue touched the tip of Alec’s cock and his lips wrapped tightly around it, Alec pounded his head back against the door three times. “Fuck fuck fuck!” He gripped Jensen’s shoulders and said, “Please God, tell me this is true! This had better not be a fucking dream!”

Jensen pulled off the cock for a moment and reached up with one hand to begin unbuttoning Alec’s shirt. “It’s for real. I’m here, and you’re here, and we’ve got the whole night together.” Jensen lowered his head again and sucked the cock further toward the back of his throat.

Alec began to caress the back of Jensen’s head. He swept one hand up and forward through his hair. He couldn’t remember ever wanting a man so badly. He wanted to fuse as one with Jensen. He was a good man. The Thanksgiving dinner confirmed that observation over and over again. Alec wondered if he’d finally found the man he needed after four decades on earth. Maybe destiny was real.

Jensen sucked his cheeks in as he rocked his head forward and back. It increased the friction. Alec resisted the urge to shove his cock all the way to the back of Jensen’s throat. He loved that choke reflex in a man expert at blow jobs, but he didn’t want to do it to Jensen without discussing it first. Instead, he merely luxuriated in the rising pleasure produced by Jensen’s warm, wet mouth and tongue.

While one of Jensen’s hands found its way up inside Alec’s partially open shirt, the other reached inside his pants to grip the root of his balls. Alec gasped, “Oh, fuck, I love that. Tug. Get a grip. Tug on those balls!”

Alec gasped again. It was so long since he let go while having sex. The guys he picked up in bars weren’t enough to truly light his fire. He thought that Satch might have been the last, and he was nearing the edge again after so many years. Jensen pulled back and said, “I don’t want you to cum right here. I want the first load with you inside me. Tell me if you’re close, okay?”

Alec grinned. “Fuck, you are amazing. I’m about to let go, but that doesn’t mean cumming yet. My brain starts to fly. Yeah, let’s go to the bed. Up the stairs and to the right.”

Jensen smiled. “I remember your bedroom.”

Under the watchful eyes of Bowie, Lennon, and Reed, both Alec and Jensen finished stripping off their clothes and pulled back the bedspread and sheets to climb into bed together. Jensen lay on his back, and Alec pushed up next to his side.

Alec said, “It’s been too long since this king-sized bed regularly got the use it deserves. I bought it with Satch, and he was gone a week later.”

“Damn, I’m surprised you don’t have bad memories of the breakup associated with this bed. That would suck.”

Alec stared deeply into Jensen’s eyes. He didn’t know if he should share the detail. It risked derailing the potential for one of the best nights of sex he’d known in his life, but he knew that he couldn’t keep it from Jensen. The man lying in his bed was possibly the right man. He was possibly the only man for the rest of Alec’s life. He deserved to know everything.

Alec whispered, “It wasn’t a breakup. Satch died. It was an accident at work. He fell from the rafters when the cables broke.”

Jensen’s eyes opened wide. “Oh, holy shit! That happened to your boyfriend? Oh my God, Alec. I’m so fucking sorry.”

“For three years. Yeah, he was my boyfriend. You know that bad dream I had when you stayed over? It was about Satch. They don’t happen often, maybe once a year, twice at most, but it was awful. I blamed myself for a long time, but Beef told me many times that it wasn’t my fault. He knew. He checked everything, too.”

Jensen stared into Alec’s eyes. “An accident like that happening to a man you loved? Your brother when you were young, and your mom recently, too. Oh, wow, it hurts to think about it.”

Alec sighed and said, “I didn’t mean to derail everything tonight, but you deserve to know. If I’m too much of a mess for you, I don’t blame you for walking away. Shit.” Alec closed his eyes.

Jensen raised his head and kissed Alec’s lips. “Why on earth would I walk away from you? I would have to be an idiot to think about doing that.”

Alec opened his eyes. A tentative smile played across his face. “It’s hard to believe that I don’t freak you out. You found me acting like a ridiculous zombie on my front yard, and I woke up yelling in the night. Sometimes I feel like everybody sees me as the neighborhood lunatic.”

Jensen shook his head. “Grief is a normal thing. I see it all the time in my work. It hurts, and it comes back when you least expect it, but it subsides and goes away, too.” He laughed softly. “I thought you’d want to avoid me like the plague. I can’t hang on to a guy for more than a few weeks. My track record sucks.”

“I can’t believe that. You’re a catch.”

“It’s true. Ask Les. He says I get distracted. I think they get bored with me. Anyway, please help me end that awful losing streak.”

Alec grinned from ear to ear. “I’ll do my best, and I think right now, we should do a little less talking and maybe a little more doing if you know what I mean.” Alec slid partway down the bed so he could kiss Jensen’s chest. He planted more kisses along the light, wispy trail of hair that led down below Jensen’s waist.

“Oh, fuck, yeah. I know exactly what you mean.”

Alec discovered that Jensen was as good at slow, languid, sensual sex as he was with a rough and ready blow job up against the front door. They slowly shifted positions while Alec’s sheathed cock drove deeper and deeper inside. Jensen howled when Alec finally connected with his prostate.

With sharp, shallow breaths underlining the words, Jensen whispered, “Fuck, I’m so close. I’m so damn close. Slow, oh please, yeah, like that…like that…”

The orgasms were nearly simultaneous. Alec’s body shuddered from his head to the tips of his toes while the cum erupted from his cock. Jensen shot hard over his own chest and abs.

After he pulled out and lay down while Jensen still panted to catch his breath, Alec said, “You’re the best fuck, Jensen. Truly you are. And that’s only one tiny bit of you, but damn, I know we’re going to last. We have to. Something or someone somewhere wants us together.”