Conner was panting. He'd never been with a man before, but Nick made it amazing. He couldn't feel his toes, but he knew they would be tingling.

"Nick that was..." Connor said than shut his mouth. He really had no idea where they stood. They had gone from crying to making love in twenty seconds flat. It felt so natural, but he was scared things would be different.

"It's alright Connor. I don't tell many people about my preference. Stephan and I used too..."

"Oh," Conner said feeling like a replacement suddenly.

"Wait, no, I didn't mean to make it sound like that. I wanted you tonight Connor not him. I was with you, but," Nick said pausing and licking his lips, "I don't want this to get out."

"I see so...Do you not want to do it ever again then?" Connor asked disappointed.

"No, but there will be some rules. The first rule, we don't talk about Bed Time."

"Oh, oh is this like Fight Club. You know, The first rule: you don't talk about Fight Club? Is it the second rule too?" Connor asked suddenly all anxious and geeky the way that made Nick smile.

"Sure, that's a kind of true. Just our fight club has a lot less punching and more kissing..."

"I think I prefer this Fight Club. Woulda been hot if they made the movie like that too."