Is It Really Just A Drink?||Alison
Jason wasn't exactly sure when he turned into the biggest flirt in town again. Usually you would think it would be when he and his wife separated, but the truth is he had been flirting with Alistair since he got back to town. This attraction to Alistair wasn't exactly new and initially started around eight years ago when he had his first sexual encounter with Mister Logan. It wasn't like this attraction was there for no reason. Alistair was hot. There wasn't a doubt in anyone's mind about that, but before that night he never would have even thought of looking at Keenan as more than a very good friend of his. Unless he were to go to the limits of saying best friend.
Ever since Alistair and Jason had made out twice within the last week Jason had found his lust had grown. Maybe grown enough to not only be called lust. Alistair was fun and out going and charming and really, a very great, straight friend of Jason's and before a few nights ago he was totally sure of all of that. Alistair had kissed Jason, while he was completely sober. The other times Alistair had an excuse and could still truthfully proclaim himself a straight man, but what straight man makes out with their friend. No matter how good a friend they may be one friend does not out of the blue make out with the other, especially if they are both dudes and the one kissing is insisting they are heterosexual.
Jason just shook his head and made his way downstairs to tidy up a bit. Alistair was going to be going to Jason's house for drinks and he would be there any minute. Jason wasn't really one to please with his house. It wasn't like it was a huge mess and he wasn't going to do useless chores like sweeping. He just put away a few dishes and fixed the couches a little bit. He gave his jeans and a t-shirt covered body a once over and finally took a seat on the couch waitng for his guest.