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“I’m sorry, Lou,” Titus said pulling me tighter. “You’re just going through this because of me.”
I rolled over within his warm embrace and looked him in the eyes.
“That’s not true.”
“It is. If I didn’t tell you how I felt, you would still want to be with Sey and you could still have your family.”
“Without you, I would never know how it feels to be loved. Do you know how much that means to me? There have been times I’ve been so lonely I could barely get out of bed. You rescued me from that.
“It wasn’t Sey or even Quin. It was you. You pulled me out of that. Don’t be sorry for anything you do. Because without you, where would I be?” I asked with tears streaming down the side of my face.
Titus held me tighter. I wasn’t sure he understood how much he meant to me, but if I got my way, I would have a lifetime to explain it to him. For now, I would have to show him by ending things with Sey.
Eventually, the two of us let each other go and got dressed. I watched Titus as he did. This was the first time I could just stare at his nakedness. The man was beautiful. His body was even more godlike than when he danced for me at the estate. It had to be because of football.
Did running up and down the field also explain his incredibly tight ass? What about his amazingly beautiful cock that swung in front of him taunting me?
Nope! We couldn’t do anything else until I ended things with Sey. I wanted to drop down in front of him and feed that monster into my mouth. I wanted to feel its ridges and veins with my tongue.
“What are you thinking about?” he asked me when he turned around and saw my rising cock.
“All of the things I’m going to do to you when you’re officially mine.”
“I’m yours now. I’ve always been yours,” he said with a smile.
It was weird getting rock hard as he watched. As a guy, you spend your life trying to hide erections. As a gay guy living in a straight world, getting caught with a bulge in your pants was even worse. But having Titus see me, all of me as I was, was the greatest feeling I had ever had.
“Do you want some help with that?” Titus asked referring to my brick-hard cock.
“No. That’s okay,” I told him snapping out of it and getting dressed. I turned to him. “But, ask me again later,” I said blushing.
Dressed, Titus packed the blanket into the picnic basket, dropped the basket into the canoe, and called me over. Together we lifted it and everything in it above our heads. As we walked, all I could think of was holding his hand. Maybe that wasn’t all I could think about, but it was the one thing I thought I could have.
Completing the loop, we arrived back at the truck. Strapping the equipment into the bed, we got in and pulled away. The drive back to town was silent.
I, for one, didn’t know what to say. At one point he lowered his hand close to me on the seat between us. My heart thumped seeing it. Shifting to place my hand near his, I looked out the windshield. There was a lump in my throat knowing his hand was right there.
I moved mine closer needing him. Where was his? All I wanted was a touch. When something tickled my finger, it was electric. Warmth washed through me. I wanted more. I ached for so much more, but when he tried to put his hand on mine, I pulled it away. Not a lot, but enough.
That was when he again found my hand and latched our pinkies. We drove like that until we pulled up to Quin’s place.
“Are you coming in?” I asked not letting go of his hand.
“I should probably go.”
I didn’t know what to say. I wanted him to stay. I never wanted to be apart from him again. But, I couldn’t be selfish. He had a lot going on. I would have to wait.
“Okay.”
Staring for a moment, I let go of him. It hurt knowing he was leaving. Peeling away, I opened the door. I couldn’t do it. Rushing back towards him, I pushed my lips against his. A warm wave washed through me. It would have to be enough. Soon, though. And for the rest of our lives.
“How was the tour?” Nero asked me when I found the group drinking in the living room.
“A+,” I told them. “I recommend the ending.”
“Titus asked me to invest,” Nero told the group. “I’m thinking about it.”
Quin looked confused. “Why didn’t he ask me?”
