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Dan's eyes were closed, his lips shaping the words of the song his iPod was feeding him, a tuneless drone itching Tyler's ears. He contemplated walking over and peeling Dan's fingers from the bright red iPod, then putting them on him. Tyler had body parts that liked to be clutched lovingly, tightly, too.

But Dan pouting was hell, and Tyler didn't want to lose a finger.

He began to strip instead, tossing his discarded clothes at Dan.

By the time Tyler was unbuttoning his shirt, Dan was grinning, half-naked, and hard, the iPod slipping out of sight behind a cushion.