"There's a fair amount of downtime, but most of the training is your fighter drills and my navigator drills, which are separate. We're not scheduled together. I think it's meant to be assumed that we'll spend the downtime on simulations and practice flights together."

Out of the corner of his eye, Adam caught the vague impression of body parts when Ronan's towel slipped enough to have slightly more of a gap, and then he turned and bent partway, and his pale Irish ass was as perfect and sculpted as the rest of him.

Adam was glad that he'd chosen to lay on his belly, as it helped to hide the pulse of blood to his groin. He reassessed the possibility, given the evidence of the past hour, that he was at least a little bisexual.

Testing the theory, Adam chose an attractive male schoolmate from the academy--careful not to think of Ronan--and considered kissing him. The idea was appealing. He reconsidered the blowjob in the hangar more objectively than when it had flashed into his thoughts during masturbation, and found the thought of having the attractive male schoolmate on his knees to be appealing. The prospect of kneeling before an attractive boy like that was more uncertain, but... intriguing.

This whole process took less than a minute, and Adam had his conclusion by the time Ronan was dressed. He was bisexual. He would have to modify his behavior and thoughts accordingly.