Chris and Nate come back down stairs after some "quality" time together. They find Tim and Adam alone in the living room.

They were in the middle of a little make-out session on their own.

Adam was laying on top of Tim as they lay together on the couch. He was nibbling and kissing on Tim's neck. Tim had his hands ran down into the back of Adam's jeans as he caresses and squeezes Adam's butt cheeks.

Chris clears his throat loudly causing Tim to quickly remove his hands from inside his lover's pants. Adam giggles and buries his face in Tim's neck.

"Sorry to interrupt." Chris chuckles. "Where's the others?"

"Uh, in the loft, I think." Adam answers as he raises up off Tim.

Tim sits up as he discreetly tries to arrange his erection to a less noticeable position.

"You want to go to the man cave?" Adam asks softly as he rubs his thumb over the huge mark he had left on Tim's neck.

"Might as well. They kinda spoiled the moment." Tim answers in a low voice.

"Uh, we're still here, Tim." Chris laughs.

"Oh, sorry." Tim chuckles as he stands up and reaches out for Adam.

Adam takes him by the hand and follows Chris and Nate to the elevator.

"Holy Toledo! This is cool as heck." Nate says as they walk into the loft/man cave.

"Would you like a beer?" Adam asks as Tim sat down at a table.

"Sure, if you don't mind." Tim smiles.

"I'll be right back." Adam says as he places a kiss on Tim's temple. "Nate, come check out the bar."

"So. You and Tim, huh?" Nate smiles as he sits down on a bar stool.

"Uh, what all did Chris tell you?" Adam asks with a chuckle as he walks around the bar to grab a few beers.

He and Nate had been best friends for years. Adam was actually the one that had introduced Nate to Chris.

"Only that you and Tim "hooked up" a little while after you moved here." Nate smiles.

"You might say that the chemistry between us was overpowering from the start." Adam grins as he eyes Tim in the distance.

"Would I be correct to say that not only have you given him your body but also your heart?" Nate says as he stares at his friend.

"You would be correct." Adam says with a smile. "He's sweet, loving, fun and a very interesting person. He's told me things that only my grandmother knew."

"So he trusts you. That's good." Nate smiles as he notices that Adam could not take his eyes off the brown eyed man. "So is he good in bed?"

"Nate." Adam laughs as his face turns a deep shade of red.

"Well? Is he?" Nate chuckles.

"Extremely." Adam smiles as he hangs his head with embarrassment. "Best I've ever had."

"Well, I'm happy for you. Maybe you've finally found the one." Nate says. "I can honestly say that he's very good looking and has one hell of a sexy voice."

"Isn't he though." Adam giggles. "And that voice just does something to me. Makes me go weak in the knees."

"Adam?" Tim calls, turning around in his chair. His eyes searching the darkness. "You still in here?"

The game machines the others were playing were making so much noise that he could no longer hear Adam.

"Lover Boy is calling for you." Nate whispers.

"Shut up." Adam chuckles as he smacks Nate on the arm. He picks up his and Tim's beers and heads back to the table. "Yeah, Sweetie, I'm still here. Nate and I were just catching up on a few things."

"Oh, sorry. I didn't mean to interrupt." Tim says.

"You didn't." Adam says, kissing him on the cheek and taking the chair beside him. "Nate and I have been best friends since high school. I was the one who actually introduced him to Chris."

"So, Tim. How long have you not been able to see?" Nate asks curiously.

"Since birth." Tim answers as he takes a drink of his beer.

"Wow." Nate replies.

"Well, it's not like I miss my eyesight since I've never experienced it to begin with." Tim shrugs. "But it would be nice to know what colors look like. And I have an idea what Adam looks like but it would be nice to actually see his face."

"I don't know about that. You might not want to be with him then. He is pretty ugly." Nate laughs.

"I doubt that very seriously." Tim smiles.

"I hate you, Nate." Adam laughs as he throws his bottle cap at him.

"When you've been blind all your life, you don't see ugly. You don't see beauty. You don't see the color on one's skin. You feel what's in the heart." Tim says. "Your hands are your sight and it's impossible to feel color."

"I never thought of it that way." Chris says. "You can't be prejudice against blacks or any other skin color because you've never seen what color is."

"Exactly." Tim smiles. "I mean, it would be nice seeing the color of the sky or the grass. And I've heard that rainbows are a sight to see. But it would be to easy to judge people if you saw them."

They all sit in silence thinking about what Tim had said.

"So the moral of the story is, a blind person sees better than some people do." Tim says, breaking the silence. "So we're not to be pitied."

"What about the practical jokes that Austin plays on you?" Chris asks.

"It's all in fun." Tim smiles. "Cause I know if I really needed help, Austin would be first in line to help me."

"Second. I would be first." Adam says as he takes Tim by the hand.

"Tim? Did you see that? I just kicked Chance's ass in Foosball." Austin says as he and Chance join them at the table.

The four men that where seated at the table begins to laugh loudly at Austin's choice of words. 'See'.

"What?" Austin asks with a puzzled look.

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