"So did you really like this Taylor?" Harry asked as he lay in his bed. He and Robbie were enjoying a little afternoon delight in the middle of their work day. They would often meet in their usual hotel room just outside of town. There they would tear off each other's clothes and make out in a frenzy. Robbie couldn't get enough of Harry's touch. Everywhere Harry touched would set off fireworks.

Now sated after several rounds they lay in tangled sheets. Robbie's head was on Harry's chest as their breathing turned to normal.

"I don't know," Robbie said as he let his fingers trace one of Harry's tattoos. "We were like around thirteen then. It was our first kiss."

Harry was running his fingers through Robbie's hair. "How was it?"

"Other than tasting like potato chips it wasn't bad." Robbie said. "Until Grandfather caught us."

"Tough break."

"I know right?"

At that moment there was a sound of several ringtones. The men sat up in bed.

"I think that's my phone."

"Mine too."

They got up and went to separate corners of the room.

"Hey, babe," Emma said. "I'm with Kendall at our restaurant. We were wondering if you and Harry wanted to join us?"

Robbie's heart nearly stopped. Did she know? "What--what do you mean?"

"I mean like a double date," Emma said. "Me and Kendall were talking about how great you guys are getting along so we thought we would all have a nice lunch together. Are you free now?"

"Uhh, let me check," Robbie held the phone away and took a deep breath before returning. "I'm free, I don't know about Harry."

"Kendall's calling him right now."

That explained why Harry's phone was ringing. "Oh,"

"Hold on, baby," Emma said. He could hear Kendall's voice saying something, then Emma came back. "Harry says he's in if you are."

"Great." Robbie said. "We'll see you soon."

Harry came in the room just as Robbie hung up. "I guess I don't have to tell you what that was about." Harry said.

"A double date," Robbie said. "That's going to be so weird."

"It might be fun," Harry said.

"Seriously? They'll look at us once and know what's going on." Robbie was worried. He was really playing with fire.

Harry put his arms around Robbie's neck and gave him a kiss. "They won't find out," he said. "I'm a pro at this. We're just friends hanging out on a double date. That's it."

Robbie relaxed. Harry was right. As long as they played the role of buddies there were no worries. He allowed Harry to kiss him for a while, savoring the taste of his full lips. He felt better immediately.

The men met their women at the restaurant at a secluded booth near the back.

"Look who I found," Harry said as he presented Robbie to Emma. "I found this guy trying to get a cab so I gave him a lift. I figured since I'm on my way here anyway."

Robbie thought that was a great excuse to explain why they came together. Harry was really good at this sneaking around business.

Emma and Kendall were sitting together on one side of the booth. "Sit down," Emma pointed to the other end.

Harry and Robbie looked at each other. They had to sit together, really close. Harry gestured at Robbie to sit in the booth first. Robbie squeezed in with Harry sliding in next to him. They were so close their thighs touched.

"I can't believe it," Kendall was watching the men.

The men froze. "What?" They said.

"One minute you two were at each other's throats," Kendall said. "Now you're closer than brothers."

"I know, right?" Emma said.

The men laughed nervously. That statement was right on the money. "Yeah," Harry said. "That's what we are, like brothers."

Robbie wanted to snicker. Nothing could be further from the truth.

Through the meal Harry dominated most of the conversation, talking about his nightclub and the people that came in.

While the women hung onto every word Robbie wasn't listening. He was all too aware of Harry's closeness. Their thighs were pressed together under the table. He could feel Harry's body heat, just as he did earlier in bed. His hands caressing Harry's muscular body, feeling his flesh as it shivered to his touch. . .

Great. Now he was turned on.

Robbie squirmed a little in his seat, trying to get comfortable and to not get an erection. He unintentionally brushed against Harry. He couldn't help it, they were practically squished together. Harry mistook Robbie's movement as a subtle way of turning him on. He responded by brushing back against him.

Robbie couldn't believe it. Was Harry trying to seduce him? In front of their women? Was he crazy? Two can play that game. He put his hand on Harry's thigh and gave it a squeeze.

As soon as Harry felt that hand he twitched and nearly jumped out of his skin. Robbie had some balls, Harry thought. He knew that was Harry's sensitive area. He was instantly hard. Robbie was so going to get it for that.

Robbie couldn't believe how quickly Harry responded. He fondled the outline and length. So hard and huge. Robbie ran a tongue along his lips. He put on a straight face and listened to Emma as she talked about the current events, while pretending that nothing was going on under the table.

Then Harry did one better. He reached beneath the table and put his hand directly on Robbie's crotch.

Robbie's eyes rolled in the back of his head as Harry's hand moved slowly back and forth. Ohh, Harry played dirty. He knew that would send him over the edge. But to do that in public, right across from Emma and Kendall--

"Excuse me," Robbie managed to say in a raspy voice. "I need to go to the can." He nudged Harry to get up and let him out. Harry did so. Holding his jacket in front of him, Robbie rushed off towards the men's room.

Harry watched him go, stumbling along the way. He hadn't meant to take it that far but Robbie started it. "I'm going to go too," he told the ladies.

"That's a switch," Emma said. "It's usually the women who go to the bathroom together."

"It's good to mix it up." Harry said as he left.

In the men's room Robbie splashed cold water on his face and neck, as cold as he could stand it. He was trying to cool down which wasn't easy. He leaned on the sink and took several deep breaths. Then he heard the door open, followed by a locking sound. He turned around and saw Harry leaning on the locked door.

"Oh no," Robbie said, shaking his head. "You need to leave, now."

"Why?" Harry said. "After you got me all worked up?"

"You started it." Robbie said.

"You started it first."

"Do you even hear yourself?" Robbie picked up his jacket and started to leave. "Unlock that so I can get out of here."

Harry refused to move. His green eyes bored into Robbie's. "Do you really want to get out of here?"

Before Robbie knew it he was kissing Harry. They embraced frantically. Then Harry picked up Robbie and set him on the sink.

"Hold up," Robbie gasped. "I'm not ready to go all the way, I can't handle that." Even though he was saying it with his words, his body was screaming otherwise.

Harry was pressed against him, between his legs. "I know. There are other ways, you know."

They continued making out. Harry was soon moving against him. Robbie was moving back, wrapping his legs around his waist. They moved faster, clinging tightly to each other as they came quickly with an intensity that surprised them both.

Robbie rested his head on Harry's shoulders, exhausted. He had never had sex this often in one day. Harry was really bringing out the animal in him. Harry moved back slightly.

"Whoa, that was something." Harry gasped, smoothing his hair back. I can't believe we just did that."

"What else were we going to do?" Robbie hopped off the sink. "We got each other so aroused it was either that or jack off."

"True."

After getting themselves together Robbie left the bathroom first and took his seat at the table. A minute later Harry followed. They did their best to focus on the ladies and their meal, all the while conscious of each other and what they did to each other.