Joe was aware of how stupid this was, of how it could fuck everything up for them, but he didn't want to think about that shit. Not right now, not until the morning or maybe not even then. Maybe not until he was back to being a man.

Even as Dale just moved closer Joe already felt changes, he felt his breath quickening and a weird heat low in his stomach. He'd felt this all day, but not this strong, not this overwhelming, and he reached out to hook one finger in the elastic of Dale's boxers.