I felt relieved it was over.I’d come out to them.
Afterward, while we were lying in bed with the fairy lights blinking on the headboard above us, he said, “You okay?”
I stroked his stomach with the back of my hand, rumpling his T-shirt.“I’ll book our tickets tomorrow.Then we can spend Christmas together.Hey, you made me shoot twice today, and they were both exceptional, but you didn’t get off after dinner, did you?”I let my hand drift under the covers to the waistband of his boxers and then lower, teasing him.“You just had to ask.I would have done whatever you wanted.You know that, right?”
“Yeah, but tonight was a big deal for you.And you passed out.Maybe you should rest.”
“I’m okay.”I kept stroking him slowly.“Eddie?”
“Yeah?”
“I want to taste you.”
His dick jumped in my hand.
“I take it you’re on board?”
“Yeah.”
“Stay put.”The bedroom was dark, apart from the fairy lights.I sat up.Feeling perfectly safe, I pulled my shirt off and tossed it over the end of the bed.
“Fuck,” he whispered.
Everything was quiet except for the hum of the aquarium pump.He was staring at me.Then I lifted the blankets, climbed under the covers, and pulled him against me.His arms went around me.Then we started making out.
He stopped me after a second.“Okay?”he said.
“Yeah.I love you.”And we went back to making out.
“Craig?”
“Mm-hmm?”
“I can’t hold out much longer.”
I kissed him one more time, pulled back slowly with a little suction to make him feel it.Then I went down on him.He wasn’t kidding about being close.
“Fuck, Craig.Fuck!Fuck!FUCK!”And he came, and I felt him shaking as I swallowed.
When he was done, I hauled myself up the bed, and pulled him against me, stroking his back.
“I love feeling your heartbeat on my tongue.I love it when you shoot in my mouth.I love swallowing you.I love tasting you.”
“Fuck, Craig.”
I laughed.“And I love it when your voice goes hoarse after you shoot.”
“Thanks,” he said.“And for...”He touched my naked back.
“I want to hold you like this all night.Can you sleep like this?”
“Sure,” he said.
“Good night, honey kid.”
He fell asleep in my arms with his head cradled on my bare shoulder and his arm draped across my waist.
