Massage Practice (No Homo) (слэш)

“Why didn’t you say anything?” Jackson’s voice is low and tight, the words sounded like they’ve been scraped out of his throat.
“What was I supposed to do? Show you?”
Danny regrets the words as soon as he says them. They sound too much like a dare, and Jackson never backs down from a dare.
Sure enough, he’s out of the bed and hauling Danny into the room before he can blink, slamming the door shut behind him. Danny has a moment to be thankful that he has the house to himself for the night before he’s being thrown onto the bed, Jackson crawling in after him.