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Michael grinned. “I can always gag you with my tie.” Keith gasped and he laughed. “Don’t you act all innocent. Why is it my roommates always know when you stay the night? Hmm? Might that be because you’re not exactly quiet?” Before Keith could fire back at him with an equally damning truth, Michael smiled, and all words were lost.
I could drown in that smile.
The tinkling of silverware against a glass brought their conversation to an end. It was time for a speech, not that Keith heard a word. He stared at Isabelle and Bill, their faces wreathed in smiles.
What shocked him was that he wasn’t thinking about getting Michael in his arms, in his bed... inside him.
He was thinking about the future.
One day I want us to be the ones standing in front of the celebrant.
They lay between soft sheets, Keith’s legs wrapped around Michael’s waist in his favorite position, Michael so deep inside him, connecting them. His hands were on Michael’s back, clinging to him as Michael filled him again and again with slow, measured thrusts that Keith knew would increase in speed when Michael got closer to coming.
“Love you,” he murmured between kisses, moving his hands to cradle Michael’s head.
“Love you too.” Michael quickened the pace and Keith groaned.
“Oh yeah, just like that.” He moved with Michael, the two of them locked into a moment of spiraling heat and desire, their moans filling the air, Michael raising Keith’s ankles and placing them on his shoulders, driving into him, faster, harder—
“Oh dear Lord.”
Keith froze, Michael froze, and both turned their heads toward the voice.
His dad stood by the door that connected the two rooms, his mouth open, his expression of shock almost comical.
“Dad!” Keith hadn’t even heard the door open. Michael was out of him in a heartbeat, dragging the sheet over them.
Dad blinked. “Well, that was something I won’t be able to un-see.” He cleared his throat. “Your mom sent me to check on you, see if you were okay.” Another clearing of his throat. “I’m going to head back to the ballroom. I’ll... er... I’ll see you both there when you’re... done.” And with that, he was out the door.
Keith looked at Michael, blinked, and burst out laughing. “Well, I guess that cat is out of the bag.”
“Do you think he’ll say anything to my mom?”
Keith shook his head. “But this might be the moment to tell her and Bill about us.”
Michael gaped. “To quote you, they only just got married!”
“And that works in our favor. Think about it. They’re in a room with three hundred people. Say you’re right, and Bill isn’t gay-friendly. He isn’t going to cause a scene when he’s surrounded by family and friends, is he? Hmm?”
Michael glanced at his crotch. “So much for this idea.” He tugged the latex from his wilting erection.
“There will be other times, I promise. Even if we have to wait till we’re back at school.”
“I’m not gonna wait that long!” His look of abject horror had Keith laughing before he could rein it in.
“It won’t kill us.” Keith kissed him on the lips. “In fact, it’ll make our next time all the more special.”
Michael chuckled. “You really are a glass-half-full kinda guy, aren’t you?”
“I didn’t used to be. You made me like this.” Another kiss. “For which I’m extremely grateful.” He sighed. “And now we’d better get cleaned up and head back to the party.” He stroked Michael’s cheek. “Time to face the music.”
It’ll be okay.
Lord, he wanted to believe that.
As soon as they entered the ballroom, Keith’s dad stood and gestured for them to join him and Mom at their table. Keith spied Isabelle and Bill sitting at a table in the center of the room, talking animatedly with guests.
A perfect spot for revelations, but they could wait.
