Steve shows Daniel his "Bucket List."

Tension relieved, Steve asked if he could sit for them to catch up. Daniel was still a little wary, but he was raised to be polite and Steve did not seem to have any ill intent, so he went along with it.

Daniel's angel had magically moved the couch back a few steps and had replaced the table with a replica of the couch, giving Steve and his angel a place to sit.

"So I met with these other guys. Apparently their is an entire sphere of closeted gay men here in Heaven. Just swaths of dudes and their own personal dude angels. The big guy here, " him referring to his angel, man-spreading with an arm around Steve's shoulder, "took me there after I started getting cabin fever. You can only lie there and enjoy all of the free hand-jobs in the world before it starts getting old."

Daniel just blushed, Steve's experience sounding a lot like what he's been doing for the past 24 hours.

"So anyway, the big guy took me over to this bar. It looked a lot like one of those classy places you see in those old gangster movies and everything was free. Anyway, I was talking to a bunch of guys, and they told me that they have been making a bucket list."

"Bucket list?" Asked Daniel. "Aren't those things you're supposed to do those before you die?"

"Not here apparently. They asked their angels to make a list of things to do to while away the time. Stuff you couldn't or wouldn't do on Earth and just do it here. Everything's free here and you can do stuff that's impossible back on Earth. Seriously, there's no limit. Here, let me show you."

Steve whispered something into his angel's ear, who smirked and suddenly a three-ringed binder appeared in his open palm. Steve took it and handed it to Daniel. Daniel opened it and found that it was stacked with hundreds of pages, pilled with nothing but numbered sentences.

1. Try wine.

2. Try weed.

3. Experience threesome.

4. Public Sex.

5. Fight Doctor Octopus as Spider-Man.

6. Eat an entire chocolate-blueberry cheesecake.

The sentences became longer and more complex, things ranging from grow a cactus garden to ride a motorcycle to thousand men barebacking marathon, a sizable number of them having been crossed out with a red pen.

One sentence was not crossed out, but was actually circled, with several smiley faces. The phrase alarmed and confused Daniel.

"What's 'Werewolf Rape'?"

Steve laughed out-loud.

"Oh my god! I think I've done that one, like, ten-times. That was where I had the big guy take me to a forest at night. Then he chases me, but he's a werewolf," Steve laughed some more, combing his fingers through his hair as his dick started to grow. "And he makes a really convincing werewolf. He shape-shifts into this bipedal, super-muscly wolfman, yeah? Then he chases me and he fucks me."

"Fucks you?"

Daniel felt a little disturbed by the mental image and the causal nature of his voice.

"Yeah. It doesn't hurt or anything."

"You can't feel pain in Paradiso," said Steve's angel, his voice manly and confident. "Not unless you want to."

"And why would you?" Said Steve. "Anyway, he'll do me, and he does it rough. Like I was a she-wolf. This one time he fucked me standing up and my feet didn't even touch the ground. I've been fucking and getting fucked since I came here, but I think it was then when I realized that I was a bottom."

His angel bent over and gave a light nip on Steve's earlobe. It apparently tickled, Steve laughing as his dick was at full mast. Not wanting to be outdone, Daniel's angel, who was lounging on the same couch as his human with his arms wrapped around Daniel's like a groupie, seductively licked and sucked on a sensitive part of his neck, causing Daniel's dick to harden too.

"You could ask your angel to do that with you if you wanted, but he seems more like he would make an adorable puppy than a wolf-man. I mean, I love mine the way he is, but you've got a real cutey."

"Um, thanks?"

Daniel's angel smiled and blushed a little at the compliment, his grip on Daniel tightening as if to say he's my human and I'm meant for him!

"We've got forever to do anything really, but what do you want to do, anyway?"