Evan snorted. "I'm glad my virtue is safe with you," he said with a smirk. He could easily detect the dry humor. "And as long as we have clothes, then I guess it won't be. Not that I would mind that much, since I'm really confident in my sexuality and respect yours. I just don't think I'd like some guy - even you - grabbing my dick."
"Well see! That's my point. If he did something to deserve it, then I'd have to kick his ass for you. You'd be totally justified and so would I when he winds up in the hospital," he said with a sarcastic, shitty smile.
Reaching up, he ran his hand through his hair as he looked across the table at Sam. "Not entirely?" he asked, looking at his friend, "Come on! If you're seeing this guy as you claim, then you must not be in it for sex only and like his personality. Shouldn't I meet this guy? Or maybe you should just go for only sex for awhile? Getting in too deep too fast might not be the best of ideas about what happen, you know?" he suggested, trying to be gentle and nice about it. He didn't want Sam to get offended or angry at him, but he was always blunt and honest, especially with Sam.