Noah said, “That is the stupidest fucking sentence I have ever heard come out of your mouth.”
“I know.”
“I will never let him end you.”
“Noah, Jayson is a monster. You haven’t experienced monsters like I have.”
Noah looked at him. “You don’t know that. Piper, I can’t lose you.”
Then Noah kissed him again, and this time it was not angry. This time it was tender.
Noah let go of his wrists, and Piper’s hands came down and gripped Noah’s back so hard his fingernails left marks, and they went down onto the lower bench with Noah on top and the towel lost somewhere on the floor and the heat in the room making them sweat more with every movement.
Noah licked his fingers, pushed Piper’s knees up, and opened him right there on the cedar bench, massaging his asshole slowly.
He was watching Piper’s face and letting him feel every inch of his finger slowly entering his hole. The stretch felt different in the heat. Piper bit down on the inside of his cheek to stay quiet. His hands were in Noah’s hair. His cock leaked slow and heavy onto his own stomach. Noah pushed a third finger in and Piper’s back came off the cedar and he grunted.
“Shh. I only gave the maintenance dude two grand to leave me alone in here.”
Piper laughed.
“Quiet.”
Piper stayed quiet. He stayed quiet while Noah pushed in slowly, inch by slow thick inch of his cock, and Piper felt his ass stretching open around him, he felt the hot wood against his shoulder blades, felt Noah sliding into his already-wet hole, felt the exact second Noah hit the end of his asshole and held. Noah stayed still once he was in, looking deeply into his eyes, breathing with him, waiting for Piper’s body to decide what it was going to do.
Piper’s body decided to let him in.
Noah started to move.
Piper felt Noah moving inside him slow and deep and deliberate and the thing in his chest cracked further; Piper started to cry without knowing he had started.
He didn’t stop. He didn’t wipe his face. He didn’t close his eyes. He let Noah see him cry while Noah was inside him, which was the thing the room was asking of him.
Noah saw. Noah kept moving, slow, the same rhythm, no slowing down to ask if he was okay, because Noah understood that Piper was not asking for rescue. Piper was asking to be witnessed.
Piper was crying because this could not happen again, and Noah was still moving inside him anyway.
He said it twice into Noah’s shoulder, a word he had never said in his life in a sexual situation, a word that was not dirty talk because neither of them was trying to be cute.
He said, “Stay.”
“Stay.”
He wasn’t angry with Noah.
He was angry with himself, and Noah was the only person in any geography available to him who he could be angry in front of without it ending his career. Noah was letting him put his forehead hard against Noah’s shoulder and grab Noah’s hair at the back of his neck.
Noah said it back into his ear, quietly, once.
“Stay.”
Noah came inside his ass at the same time a large stream of cum came out of Piper's cock, painting the wall of the sauna. Noah kept pushing the cum deeper and deeper into his ass. Then he stopped moving. Neither of them moved.
***
They lay on the lower cedar bench in the heat. Piper’s head was on Noah’s chest. Noah’s hand was on Piper’s back.
Piper said, into Noah’s chest, “Can I tell you something I have never told a soul?”
