In company, John was constantly beset by impressions, seeing Frank doubly, as now, his outward appearance limned by secret knowledge. And when they were alone, some unspecified charge carried over from their official interactions, some stored-up social friction that made their lovemaking fierce and oddly abject on John’s part. Four nights ago he had let Frank penetrate him, his whole body expanding around it, centering upon it, so that while it lasted it was the great returning undiminishing fact in his life, that he was being penetrated by this man.
