“Thanks” Jay chuckled. By this time Jay was finished with the drinks and handed a glass over to Mike.

“What's this?” Mike asked.

“Oh just one of my originals...taste it,” Jay said with anticipation.

Mike took one slurp and immediately tasted the fruity goodness mixed with alcohol. “Pretty tasty” Mike nodded.

“I'm glad you like it” Jay said as he took a sip from his own glass.

Mike began to really notice Jay as he stood there with his butt leaned up against the counter. Jay had on a tight skin-tone muscular shirt, which almost outlined every detail on his chest. The sleeves were cut off just below the shoulder blade, this exposed the tattoo Mike had noticed earlier. Further down, Jay was wearing beige colored shorts, which were tattered just above his knee; he didn't have any shoes or socks on. Mike noticed that he was beginning to drool. He immediately wiped his mouth. He hoped that Jay didn't notice him.

“You okay over there bud?” Jay asked.

“Yeah...some of the drink just slipped past my mouth” Mike lied.

“Hmph...Okay” Jay said unconvinced.

Mike finished up the last drop and walked over to the sink. His back was turned to Jay as he rinsed out the glass. After he finished, he turned around and leaned up against the counter. Jay was leaning on the other side of the counter. Mike noticed that Jay wanted to say something. Jay looked up at Mike and then looked back down toward the floor. He looked up at Mike once more. Mike knew Jay had something on his mind. “I remember Halloween” Jay whispered softly.

Mike didn't want to even comprehend what Jay had just said. “Wh...What was that?” Mike asked trying to confirm what he thought he heard.

“Halloween night...I remember it,” Jay said staring directly into Mike's eyes. Mike didn't want to jump to any conclusions, he thought Jay could be referring to something totally different.

“What do you remember about that night?” Mike asked.

There was a slight pause. Jay slowly looked up at Mike. “I fucked you”.

Mike was speechless. He really didn't know how to respond to those three words. For months he wanted Jay to remember that happened that night. He wanted to talk about it with him in hopes they could figure something out. But in this moment right now, for some reason, he wished Jay hadn't remembered.

“I remember fucking you. I remember you coming into the bathroom and sucking my dick. I remember thinking to myself, Mike is a fag? I remember blowing my load in your mouth. I remember you walking back into the room. I remember thinking to myself...damn Mike has a nice ass. I remember tackling you onto the bed. I remember holding you down...” the words just spewed out of Jay's mouth. “And...I remember fucking you.” Jay finally said ending his rant.

Mike couldn't believe what he was hearing. All these months Jay knew what happened that night. He wondered why Jay brought it up after all this time. “After all this time, why bring it up now?” Mike questioned.

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