Page 50 of Footlights and Forever

“Baby, listen, I can’t stop Kyle from spending time with his brother, and I don’t want to stop spending time with Kyle. He is one of my closest friends, and I really value our friendship.”

“I know that, but…”

“Let me finish.” He reached forward and pulled me into his lap until I was straddling his waist. His back was pressed against the arm of the sofa. “But if our friendship and proximity to his brother is going to make you upset, then I can stop spending time with Kyle.”

I searched for deceit or callousness in his eyes but found only honesty and love. I dipped down to catch his lips with my own, sipping gently from his lips. My fingers caressed the side of his face lightly as I heard his breath catch in his throat.

“You’re serious, aren’t you?”

“Of course I am.” His stare never wavered as I took in the man I loved. He would give up everything for me. I’d known this back in high school, when he’d willingly thrown his popularity and social status to the wolves, just for a chance to love me. I’d seen how he tried so hard after the last time with Kevin, to show me that I was the only man on his mind. I experienced his love on a day-to-day basis.

“I would never ask you, or let you stop being friends with Kyle.” I smiled against his mouth. “No matter how vapid, self-obsessed and an absolute jerk he is. I know he is important to you, and in a very horrible way, that makes him important to me too.”

“I can’t wait to tell Kyle…”

I bit savagely at his bottom lip. “Try it, fucker, and I’ll tear your balls clean off your body.”

Austin laughed and pulled me down until we were pressed flush together, his hot breath fanning across my face, the faint smell of the coffee and pastries lingering behind. “I love you, you know.”

“Yeah I guess I know that.” I winked playfully.

“You guess?” His mouth opened wide in fake shock. “Well, I guess I have some making up to do, don’t I.” He smiled, slipping a hand between us and groping my cock which responded to him as it always did, by immediately plumping up. Sometimes I wished I could play it a little cooler around Austin, but for as long as I could remember, something in my body called for him. Whenever he was close my heart beat that much faster, my breathing became a little more labored. The manly scent of himdrove me wild, stimulating the olfactory senses, invoking a show reel in my mind of all the ways he had fucked me hard.

Like clockwork I felt my palms begin to get sweaty as they rested against the wide muscles of his chest. The beating of my heart became so intense that I feared it might rip free from the confines of my ribcage. My breathing became harsher as I struggled to keep myself under control. My balls began to ache with need as I leaked into my shorts.

Our lips danced together, finding harmony in the softness of their touch. My heart began to thaw, and I leaned into the kiss, allowing myself to be vulnerable again. I had missed Austin’s touch, the way he could make me feel safe and loved.

With each caress and gentle stroke, Austin sought to erase the pain of the past and replace it with love and tenderness. His hands traced the curves of my face, memorizing every feature as if seeing him anew.

“I want to make love to you, Dylan,” Austin whispered, his voice a blend of desire and adoration. “Not just out of lust, but to just be with you, to be the us we were back in your old room and to show you how deeply I care.”

I looked into Austin’s eyes, seeing the love and devotion reflected back at him. I nodded, my heart opening up to the possibility of healing and rediscovering the passion we shared.

“Well, I mean I was very upset, so far be it from me to stop anything you want to do to get back in my good graces.” I was trying for playful, but my breathless voice gave my eagerness away. I barely had time to think before he somehow got up from underneath me and flipped me over until I was lying flat on my back on the couch.

“You’re like a ninja,” I gasped.

“As I said, I have some making up to do and I think I know how I want to start doing that.” He reached down and lifted my hips, slipping his fingers into the waistband of my trousers. I felt thesincerity in Austin’s touch, and a flicker of hope ignited within me. Even if it had only been a few days I’d missed our intimacy, the way we connected on a deeper level, and I realized that I, too, yearned for that closeness again.

He slid the trousers and underwear down my thighs slowly as if unwrapping me like a treasured gift. Pulling them all the way off and discarding them behind him, he lifted one of my feet and rested it on his shoulder. He turned his head and pressed kisses against the side of my foot, travelling down the planes of my skin across my ankles and to the soft skin of my calf. Open mouthed, he pressed his lips against the side of my knee before running his tongue down my thigh, sending shivers through my body.

“Austin please,” I whined, my breathing picking up, coming in shallow and low.

“I’ve got you, Dylan,” he breathed in the crevice between my thigh and my groin. He inhaled deeply, taking in my scent, humming happily as if smelling home. With my leg still hooked over his shoulder, he lifted me up until my body was resting on my back and shoulders. Scooting down the sofa, he lifted my hips until I was spread open before him. I was open and exposed, and I lived for every second of it.

“So pretty,” he murmured before licking a long strip up the crevice of my ass. The tip of his tongue swirled around the rim of my hole as the muscle of my cheeks contracted voluntarily. “Let me in, baby,” he whispered, his hands around my hips, holding me up, his thumbs kneading into the meat of my butt. He leaned forward, his tongue extending like a determined explorer, aimed at reaching what seemed to him like a delicious treat.

“Come on, Austin! You can do it!” I groaned, my hand reaching down to pull his tongue deeper into me.

Focusing all his attention on the task at hand, Austin began pushing his tongue more forcefully. Somehow my hole seemed to be surprisingly soft and pliant, yielding to his persistence ashis tongue made slow but steady progress. I gasped as his tongue penetrated me, the fullness of his tongue in my hole stealing my breath away.

“I need you, Austin.” I clawed at his back. “I need your cock in me now.”

His head popped up between my legs, his smile pure cruelty on his angelic face. “I’m not even close to done with you yet.”

He let my legs drop on either side of him as he leaned forwards and captured my mouth in a searing kiss. A musky dark flavor on his tongue filled my mouth and coated my tastebuds. Involuntarily, my butt cheeks clenched together as a mixture of arousal and self-awareness coursed through me. Thank goodness I’d taken a shower before I came out for breakfast.

“I need you in our bed,” he mumbled against my lips before picking me up as if I weighed nothing, and threw me over his shoulder.

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