"I'm sure your friends care and have resources that most people don't have, but I don't think any of them stand a chance," he said with a snort. "The government isn't likely to disclose information about interdimensional travel, no matter how rich or powerful you are."
"And I meant it when I said that your friend and I want very different things," he answered. "I want a fuck, Handsome and I'm never coy about it. I don't want any of the things that women and some fags seem to associate with sex." He hated all this talk about nothing. John had been different, his reaction had been enough to let him know that John wasn't interested. Besides he and New York State might not care that he was seventeen, but the watchdogs might and no piece of ass was worth that kind of trouble. Nate was in a different class. He seemed interested and he was over eighteen and it was all that Brian needed to kiss him right on the mouth. "Consider that your official welcome or appetizer. There are so few of us that it's me or a hug from the cheerleader with the agent boyfriend."
Brian shrugged. "I don't know the city well enough, but that's a pretty upscale neighborhood. I don't know if they would sell to someone they don't know, and no, none of us are allowed anywhere outside the base without agents. Ever. So no, our best bet is to have the pot come to us."