“Do you like that sort of thing?”

“Honestly?” I mulled it over for a minute. “When I first met you, I didn’t knowwhatI was into. But over the years we’ve been together, I’m starting to figure more of that out.”

“So… I should pull your hair and stuff when we’re fucking?”

“Maybe?” I couldn’t help but laugh. “I guess we can give it a try and see what I like about it.”

“I never thought trying to fuck another guy would help us have sex better.”

“Me either.”

There was a long silence before Calum spoke again.

“And you’re still… okay with all this?”

I glanced up at Calum. Reaching up, I grabbed the side of his face and forced him to look me in the eye.

“I’m okay with it if you are.”

“It’s not weird to you?”

“I mean… It's a little weird. But not enough to make me want to stop.” I held him tight, kissing his jaw. “Are you alright with it?”

He sighed. “I feel like I shouldn’t be. But no matter how much I try to overthink it and get pissed off, I just can’t.” He grabbed my neck, pressing his forehead to mine. “It sounds stupid… but with you here… I don’t know. I just feel…safe. Like if something went wrong, I have you close by to make sure I’m okay.”

I chuckled. “That doesn’t sound stupid. In fact, it’s kind of adorable.”

“Fuck you,” he groaned.

But I held him tight. “No. I mean it. Whether you like it or not Calum, you can be cute sometimes. I know it damages your macho facade, but I like these softer sides of you. Those are the ones I love the most.”

“Really?”

“Yeah.”

He smiled, shaking his head. “God. We are quite the pair of pansies, huh?”

“I don’t know what flowers have to do with anything, but yeah, we’re pretty grossly in love.” I kissed him softly. “And that’s okay. It’s okay to just relax once in a while and be happy, you know?”

He huffed loudly. “Fine. Alright.”

“Good boy.”

We laid there for another few seconds in silence.

“You still hard?” Calum asked.

I nodded. “Almost painfully so.”

“Wanna jerk off?”

I leaned forward, kissing him hard. “God, I thought you’d never ask.”

With a shared smile, we both quickly pulled off our clothes and tossed them to the floor. We leaned our backs against the headboard and reached across, grabbing one another’s cocks. I moaned against Calum’s neck as he stroked me slowly, milking a large bead of pre-cum from my long shaft. His own cock thickened in my hand as I gripped him firmly by the base, the pre-cum already dripping from his ridge.

“Looks like we’re both pretty turned on,” Calum grinned, kissing the top of my head.

“Yeah…” I let him stroke me for a few more seconds. “You know what? As much as jerking off sounds great, I think we’re doing it wrong.”