Page 63 of Unrequited Sloth

“Let’s get cleaned up, and we can talk.”

Bobby didn’t like the sound of that. Did Gabriel not feel the same way about him? Was this just a bit of fun to him? If he’d been wanting this for two years, maybe Bobby hadn’t met his expectations.

“I can hear your brain spiralling from here,” said Gabriel.

He cleaned his spunk off Bobby’s chest and chin before wiping any residue from his dick. Throwing the flannel on the floor, he lay down next to Bobby and cuddled into him.

“Did you enjoy that?” asked Bobby, feeling apprehensive.

Gabriel looked at him. “I was so turned on, my cum hit your chin, and I’m thirty-six.”

Bobby laughed. They were okay, but Gabriel hadn’t answered the question about being his boyfriend. Maybe he was thinking of a kind way to say no. Bobby wouldn’t push it by asking again. He would enjoy this moment of having Gabriel in his arms. It was only early evening, so it wouldn’t be a good idea for them to fall asleep now as they’d be up at stupid o’clock. There was no rush to get up, though. This was nice, and neither of them needed to eat after that lunch. Gerard had been right: the pork was top tier. Better than his brother’s. Not something he’d be sharing. Who was he kidding, of course he’d tell Ryan the next time he saw him. He chuckled, imagining his reaction.

“What are you laughing at?”

“Imagining telling Ryan that I had a better Sunday roast today than he’s ever cooked.”

“Can I be there when you do that?”

“I’d rather the first time you meet my brother he not be about to kill me.”

“I’ve met Ryan before.”

“Yeah, but this time, it’ll be as my boyfriend.”

There, he’d said it again. Now he held his breath, waiting for Gabriel to respond.

CHAPTER 20

GABRIEL

This time when Gabriel woke up, he had Bobby’s arms wrapped around him. He could definitely get used to this, but he knew he couldn’t get his hopes up. Bobby had gone from kissing a man for the first time in his life to fucking one within twenty-four hours, and then asking Gabriel to be his boyfriend. He’d agreed, of course he had. There was no way he was going to say no to something he’d been imagining for two years, but he needed to add a caveat that they keep it to themselves for a while. Bobby had protested, saying he didn’t want to treat Gabriel as if he were a secret. That was another reason he was so perfect, he was always thinking of others, but he needed to be selfish this time. He was in a relationship with a man for the first time, and no matter how supportive people could be, there would be opinions.

Perhaps Bobby was bisexual and had only just realised, or maybe he only had a thing for Gabriel, which was flattering and terrifying at the same time. Gabriel had learnt that Bobby wasn’t someone who did well on his own, and he had spent most of his adult life in relationships. Gabriel was just convenient, and all it would take was for a perfect woman to come along, and Bobby would be gone. He knew he was doom-spiralling, but he couldn’t help it. Gabriel’s dream man showing an interest in him was a fantasy, and he just had to enjoy it while it lasted. Yes, it would hurt like hell when Bobby left, but at least they would have had this time together. Another reason to keep it quiet. Not only did he not want people interfering with their opinions, but if this time with Bobby was limited, he was going to be selfish and take as much as the man would give.

“Good morning, handsome,” said Bobby, kissing his neck and pushing his hard, thick cock against the crease of Gabriel’s arse.

“I can feel that someone’s awake.”

“He’s remembering what it feels like to be inside you.”

They’d fucked again last night after they’d talked. Bobby had taken more of a lead that time, although they’d both been so turned on, neither of them had lasted long again. Gabriel had wanted Bobby to use his full strength to fuck him senseless, but he was holding back. It was in his nature not to hurt people, which was admirable, but Gabriel knew if he could get Bobby to fully let go, he’d have the fucking of his life. They just needed more practice, which gave him an idea.

“Shall we both phone in sick?”

“And do what?” Gabriel could sense that he was smiling.

“Eat crap food, watch Christmas movies, and . . .”

“I like the sound of the ‘and’ best. But we can’t leave the flat in case we’re seen. And it would be safer if we stayed inside, maybe even in this bed, to be extra cautious.”

Bobby ground up against him again. Gabriel was already hard and could feel his cock leaking. How many times could they fuck today? His arse was tender, but with enough prep he could go another few rounds.

“You’re the HR professional. What should we say?”

“Just say you’ve got the shits.”

“I hope you don’t.”