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I stare at Damon, and he smiles sadly at me. “I love that it was good for you. Your family is amazing.”
“They love you.”
He leans into me, and I press another kiss to the top of his head.
“Come on down here and talk to your old man,” my dad calls, and Damon moves before I can, settling into a chair next to him and chattering endlessly.
And I just watch this man—the man who has melted my heart—and wonder what the fuck I ever did without him.
* * *
We get backto my place, and I can’t keep my hands off of him. I tried to behave with decorum around my family, mainly because I didn’t want them ribbing me about PDA. Not that it kept my mind from going to that over and over. It’s been on an endless loop ever since we arrived, and now I want nothing more than to strip out of these constricting clothes and fall into bed with him.
“Someone is horny,” Damon says against my lips, pulling my shirt off over my head as we tumble into my house.
“I can’t stop thinking about you,” I admit. “When we’re together in the same room, and I can’t touch you, it drives me fucking crazy.”
Damon’s smiling now, so sweet and knowing that it tugs at my heart. “I can’t stop thinking about you either. It was very awkward chatting with your dad while my dick was hard.”
“Oh my god,” I say with a laugh before kissing him. He undoes my jeans, pushing them and my underwear down. We waste no time in getting naked. I kick off my shoes and kick away my clothing, leaving me bare as I tear at his clothes.
When he’s completely naked and a condom is on my dick, my fingers up his hole, stuffing him full of lube, I finally,finallybend him over the back of my couch and slam home. His ass hugs me tight, and I have to close my eyes, willing my body to behave.
Even after all this time, I still struggle to not come immediately. It feels too damn good, the way his body responds to mine, the way he looks and sounds. Not for the first time, I wonder what it would feel like to go completely bare inside of him—to feel nothing between us as I pump into him—but I shake that thought away.
He’s a camboy and he’s told me how important it is to be careful, to be safe. We glossed over the subject a few times, but he’s told me he always wears a condom and gets tested often. It’s part of the job.
His job.
I don’t realize I’ve stopped moving until my cock slips from Damon’s body and he’s turning around to face me. Our dicks are still straining out from our bodies, but the look he wears on his face is just one of concern.
“What’s wrong?”
I shake my head and then glance away, not sure what the fuck I’m doing. “Nothing.”
“Don’t lie to me,” he says softly. “Please.”
Running a hand down my face, I sigh. “I was just thinking about how hot it would be to be inside of you without a condom.”
His pupils blow wide at that as he looks up at me and licks his lips, his voice raspy. “That would be hot.” He grasps the base of his dick. “Really hot.”
I don’t want to ruin this moment by talking about his job. I don’t hate it—not really. But I do hate the idea of anyone else putting their hands on him. Hell, I couldn’t help but become territorial around the other camboys, even knowing they’re more like his brothers than lovers.
He sees them as family.
But the wave of jealousy I felt around those guys was almost too much. They’ve been with him, inside of him. He’s been inside of them. They’ve probably done things I couldn’t even dream about. But what am I going to do? Ask him to quit a career he clearly loves and is good at? Tell him it’s me or his job?
No. I’d never do anything to put out that light in him. Ever.
I know that he’s proud of what he does, and I need to find a way to accept it. Even if it does mean that we can never go bare while fucking.
I lean in and kiss him softly, loving when he gives in, a slight whimper coming from him as I impale his mouth with my tongue. Yeah, enough overthinking. We’ll just have to figure it out later.
I tilt my mouth over his and his fingers dig into my hair, tugging hard and making me groan. He leads me back to the couch where he pushes me down onto the cushions and straddles me quickly, slipping my dick back into his wet hole as he rides me endlessly.
“Oh, fuck yes,” he says, his head thrown back, looking almost too fucking gorgeous. How did a guy like this ever find a guy like me attractive? I’ll never know. All I know is that I’m totally gone for this man.
Camboy or not. It doesn’t matter.
