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white T-shirt.”

    “Well, if you got it, flaunt it, baby. I wanna do some dancing tonight, and I hope you’re not too tired to do that?”

    “Hell no, let’s get going priority to the city,” Neal laughed.

    Fifteen minutes later, they were parked about a block from The Missile. They got out and walked to the club. They entered, half expecting it to be empty. Instead, they found a pounding club beat, lights, and well over a hundred sweaty men dancing and drinking. A few were making out at their tables.

    “Damn, this place is incredible!” Neal exclaimed.

    Mark smiled, as he knew they’d have a good time that night. They found an empty table, and a waiter took their drink orders. As they looked around, Neal recognized several Airmen from the base, including one from the security police squadron. When the two men locked eyes, a mutual acknowledgment passed between them.

    “I recognize some guys from base. Guess this will be the meeting place for the Airmen just like you guessed some business person figured.”

    “Come on; let’s dance,” Mark said with a smile.

    As they danced, Neal was shocked at how well Mark moved, which made the policeman all the sexier in his eyes. Mark had a way of rocking his hips from side to side that brought the rest of his body right with them. As the lights flashed across Mark’s white T-shirt, Neal drank in the sight of every ripple and bulge of Mark’s well-developed chest. The T-shirt ended where it was tucked into the front of his jeans, which showed all the right bumps, leaving little for Neal to imagine in that department.

    Both men drew attention from other dancers, and a steady stream of admiration flowed onto the floor from the men sitting at the tables. Mark and Neal made one very sexy couple, moving fluidly on the dance floor. After the fifth song ended, Mark took Neal by the hand, and they walked back to their table followed by admiring stares.

    “That was fucking incredible! I haven’t danced like that… well, ever!” Neal said.

    “You dance very well. You’re also sexy as hell, and that made it all the more fun.”

    “Me, sexy? Hell, you have a body that must be the envy of everyone in here!”

    “Well, I work out four times a week in the police gym. I guess it shows.”

    “Yeah, that’s an understatement. I almost sprang a hard-on out there watching your body move to the music.”

    “Thank you. I enjoyed watching you just as much.”

    “Mark, this is our second date, right?”

    “Hmm, I’m not really sure. After all, we didn’t have dinner or anything; I just picked you up, and we headed to a bar,” Mark said with a slight smile.

    “Look, you foxy bastard, as far as I’m concerned, this is our second date, or there won’t be a third!”

    Mark laughed so loud that it could be heard over the music and drew the attention of some of the men sitting at other tables.

    “Okay, Neal, you win; this is our second date.” Mark smiled.

    “Good! When the hell is our third date?”

    Mark laughed again. “I’m not really sure, since I’ve gotta check my appointment calendar at home and at the office to see when I can squeeze you in.”

    That did it. Neal got up, took two steps, sat down in Mark’s lap and planted a kiss on Mark’s lips so intense that it sucked the air out of his lungs. As Neal was kissing Mark, he made sure to move around a little on Mark’s lap, and before he was done, Mark was hard and cramped in his jeans.

    “Now, let me ask that question again. When’s our third date?”

    As several men watched the show that Neal and Mark were putting on, Mark replied, “You made your point, sir. How about the dinner on Friday night? That would make our third date three nights from tonight.”

    Neal planted a second kiss on Mark that was just as intense, and when he ended it, he said, “Fine, but I’m bringing my toothbrush!”

    Mark smiled and replied, “That’s a deal, stud.” He kissed Neal with just as much passion and intensity as Neal had favored him with. Now it was time for Neal to adjust himself as he slid off Mark’s lap and back onto his chair, all smiles.

    They had a couple of more drinks, danced some more, and Mark took Neal back to the barracks, where they said goodnight while kissing in the car.

    “Won’t you come in for a quick second just so I can show you how we have to live in the Air Force?” Neal asked, sliding his hand all the way up between Mark’s legs to rest on Mark’s