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The request surprised me. “Did you not like—”
“No! Oh gosh no. That’s not it at all. Like? Of course I liked it. But I couldn’t do my thing while you were doing your thing, and I’d really like to do…”
I lifted an eyebrow while he decided whether or not to finish the joke.
“Your thing,” he said with pink cheeks and a grin.
Hot damn. The man was flipping adorable and all mine for the next few hours.
“But what about what I did back there with Barney? I was rude,” I argued.
Truman shrugged. “He was the one who was rude. And he wasn’t listening. He asked if he could take me home, and I said no several times. I told him I had orders to fill and some other work to get done, and I wasn’t feeling up to entertaining. Since talking clearly wasn’t working, a different approach was warranted.”
“The interrupting jealous caveman approach,” I suggested.
“Is that what you call it?” His grin was contagious. “Me like.”
“So I shouldn’t offer to take you home?”
“You should, actually. And you can use my car, too.”
We were in his Subaru within minutes. I had to ball my fist to keep from fondling him with my free hand as I drove us across the valley to his farm, but when we got inside his bedroom, all bets were off.
“Get your ass on that bed,” I growled, ripping my pants open and stripping off my shirt.
As he climbed onto the bed, he grumbled something about thinking he was supposed to be the one giving the orders. I watched his slim body move across the rumpled sheets and imagined the day when I could grab his cheeks and eat his ass.
That would be an incredible day.
“Your, um… p-penis got excited just then,” he said. “Are you having thoughts?”
“Lots of thoughts, Tru. Lots and lots of thoughts.” I climbed onto the bed and began kissing his body wherever I could. He made sighing sounds of pleasure until his memory caught up with him, and he scrambled to shove me onto my back.
“Hey, this is supposed to be my show. You stay still. I’m in charge.”
I settled onto my back and crossed my hands behind my head. “At your service, Mr. Sweet.”
Truman rubbed his hands together and straddled me before examining my chest as if unsure where he wanted to begin. It didn’t take him long. He put his mouth on one of my nipples and licked. I squeezed my eyes closed with a groan.
“I want you to fuck me, too,” he said as he moved down my body. He kept his eyes on mine as his mouth wandered across my skin. His hair was an absolute curly nest after going to sleep with it wet last night, and seeing him without his glasses on always made him look even younger than he was. “If you want,” he added a little cheekily.
“You ready for that?”
He got to my happy trail and ran his nose down it, closing his eyes and almost talking to himself when he answered. “Beyond ready. Long past ready. But only with you.”
His words made me even harder, and I groaned and arched my cock up into his chest. “Don’t say shit like that.”
Truman laughed softly before finally putting his wet mouth on my dick. Maybe I should have waited until we’d had a chance to talk about things. Maybe I should have given him more time. But the minute his tongue stroked hesitantly down my shaft, I knew I would find a way to get inside him before I came.
“Oh fuck, baby, Jesus. That feels… oh god.” I couldn’t think straight. His mouth was wet and warm on my dick, and his own erection brushed against my leg as he shifted around.
I threaded my fingers into his hair and held him gently as he licked and sucked and made humming noises. It didn’t take much for him to get me right to the edge. I gently tugged at his hair, and he lifted his head. His lips were dark pink and covered in saliva. There were tears in his eyes from the couple of times he’d gagged trying to take me deeper.
My head swam with desire, hot and pulsing from my chest down into my balls. I wanted to pound into him, shove him into the bed, and slake every filthy fantasy with his body. But part of me also wanted to treat him like the spun glass he hated being compared to. I didn’t want to treat him like a fragile flower as much as like a beloved treasure.
“Stop,” I said gruffly, leaning up to kiss his mouth hard. “Let me get the lube and… do you have condoms?”
He blinked at me in a daze. “Condoms… I’ve never, um…”
I reached for his chin and held his face until he looked me in the eye. “Tru. I’m on PrEP, and I haven’t slept with anyone in months. Are you comfortable with me going bare? If not, we’ll wait, and that’s okay. Completely okay.”
