Fine Line

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    one step too far. They were here for Mack’s development, not his own, so he placed his hand on the back of the older man’s head again and kissed him, slow and chaste at first. Soon enough Mack opened his lips and invited him in and before long their kiss became more passionate.
    Jay also felt Mack scoot closer, eager for more contact, aligning their bodies. The teasing nature of the near-touches whenever Mack moved his hand made Jay reflexively push his jeans-clad arousal forward. At the same time, he moved his other hand from Mack’s hip towards his ass, so he could urge the older man closer.
    Soon their bodies, hands and mouths were moving in perfect sync, making their combined passion spiral out of control. At that moment, Jay realised he was going to come inside his pants like a schoolboy, from the friction and the hotness of their encounter alone.
    Then he felt Mack pull away from him slightly and he almost panicked, afraid Mack would run again. Instead, the older man was panting heavily and looking down at his own barely visible cock. His hips reflexively pushed forward and thick white strands shot into his hand. The image of bliss on Mack’s face, of the evidence of the older man’s orgasm combined with the added friction to his own heated, sensitised area, were enough to signal his own impending release. Jay thrust against Mack’s hand and felt the heat spread inside his boxers.
    Mack fell back against the chair and pulled Jay with him. They both lay panting, Jay feeling Mack’s heart beating strongly inside his chest as they both calmed down. Jay closed his eyes for a moment, enjoying the feeling of the older man’s strong hand tenderly entwining with his unruly hair and caressing his skull. It didn’t last long, though. Jay was afraid that as soon as it hit him what they’d done, Mack would pull away again.
    Jay was surprised when Mack spoke. “I think that was even better than the first time.”
    Jay looked up at him and nodded before rising from the floor. “So you see, if you get in the right mindset it does work, even for you.” The Fine Line by Zahra Owens

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    Mack nodded, clearly confused. “It worked because I trust you and because we were kissing.”
    Jay gave him an understanding look. “All you need is a guy who will give you the time to get to know him so you can trust him.” He handed Mack some tissues so he could clean himself up and squeezed his shoulder.
    “Jay?”
    Jay had moved into the small private room off the office, out of sight of Mack, and he hoped the older man wouldn’t dare to come in there. He rested his head against the cool surface of the medicine cabinet and squeezed his eyes shut in an attempt to keep his emotions at bay. He had to go back in there. Be upbeat and positive. Send Mack out into the world with newfound confidence. He took a deep breath and walked back into the main area of his practice.
    “You’ll do fine, Mack. Go out there, explore. I won’t say you’re cured until you can do this both alone and with another guy, but I’d say you’re definitely on the right track.”

    “COULD you tell us why you feel it’s justified to lodge this complaint, Mr. MacAllister?”
    Mack nodded, then cleared his throat before speaking. “It depends on your definition of sex, of course, but what happened between us during those two encounters in his practice could be considered sexual acts.”
    “Mr. MacAllister, is it possible these ‘acts’ were simply part of your treatment?”
    “It’s possible, yes, but it was more than what we did, it was how he made me feel. We’d discussed the fact that I wasn’t a one-night-stand sort of man, that I needed commitment and trust to develop between us to be able to ‘perform,’ if you like. Jay…Mr. Ellis tricked me into thinking The Fine Line by Zahra Owens

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    he felt something for me, so I would allow him to do those things to me.”
    “Mr. MacAllister, I don’t mean to trivialise what occurred between the two of you, I simply want to put things in perspective. Did you participate voluntarily in what happened?”
    “Yes,” Mack answered.
    “Did you participate actively?”
    “Yes.”
    Jay noticed Mack’s counsel whispering something in his ear. Mack shook his head at him, after which he whispered something else. Mack seemed to concede.
    “Mr. Ellis knew he could get quicker results if he pretended to have feelings for my client, Miss Madigan,” the lawyer