Page 19 of Escape into the Night

“And is this why your showers are getting longer and longer?”

Elias cracked one eyelid open with a grin. “Why do I get the impression you have a time stamped report of my deteriorating condition in your Notes app?”

“It's labeled Craft Store Shopping List to throw you off the scent trail, boss man.” Caleb’s face lit up with his adorable crooked smile as color rose on his cheeks. “Needless to say, I'd like to join you in the office for your appointment.”

“Mm. Please.” Elias let his eyes close again with a squirm. “I like when you take care of me.”

The weight shifted and disappeared as warm breath coasted over his lips. “My favorite thing in the world is taking care of you, baby doll. And I plan to do it for a very, very long time.”

“For always.” Elias’ hands slipped under the hem of Caleb’s t-shirt and followed the smooth sweep of his body. “You do it so well.”

“I'm nothing if not a professional,” Caleb murmured, his lips brushing over Elias’ before capturing them in a sensual, slow kiss that had his heart beating faster for all together different reasons. The seductive roll of Cay’s hips had his pulse jumping erratically in no time flat. The dance of lips, hips, hands, and tongues became a smoldering thing that left him breathless enough to demand he break the kiss. The groan that followed was unintentional and embarrassing for how loud it was.

“Cay, babe.”

“Use your words, baby doll.” Caleb's teeth nipped at the line of Elias’ jaw as his weight settled more firmly against the swell of his erection. Another moan escaped before he could stifle himself.

“Need you.” Elias arched his back and bucked his hips, fingers digging into the supple curve of Caleb’s ass. “Want you. Make me come, babe. Please?”

“Like this?” The undulations of his body pulled another animal sound of desperate need from deep within Elias’ chest.

“Please?” He was not above whimpering when Caleb taunted him like this.

“Such a good boy,” Caleb mewled, readjusting his position to roughly shove the waistband of Elias’ lounge pants out of the way. Hot fingertips met hotter flesh and the sensation was enough to make him gasp.

“Together. Please? Need you,” Elias begged without hesitation.

“Always together, El.” More shimmying and shifting and the softest of grunts filled the air before finally, finally, the world around them melted away to leave only sensation in its wake. A firm grip, the careful alignment of their cocks, and the sheer bliss of that first stroke lit up Elias’ body like an inferno as the tunnel of Caleb’s hand turned Elias’ foreskin into the most divine taunt of skin against skin.

“Oh, fuck!” Elias’ eyes sprang open in wonder and awe. “Jesus Christ…”

“Mmm, not Jesus. But I'll help you find God, Mr. Holy-Roller.” Caleb's smirk was pure mischief as he gave their cocks another slow tug. Precum from both of their dicks lubricated the movement as Elias’ foreskin encased the head of Caleb's length in a velveteen vice of overly sensitive skin. A groan fell from Elias’ lips as the sensual, seductive slide of Caleb's fist became a torment of push and pull and too much, the sensitivity of his foreskin amplifying his touch until fireworks started racing up and down his spine.

“Oh, fuck yes.”

“So pretty like this, baby doll.” Caleb rose higher on his knees, changing the angle and quickening his movements as his lips brushed over Elias’ and their panting breaths mingled between them. “Give me your cum, El. Give it to me. It's mine.”

Elias’ hands scrambled for purchase on Caleb’s lithe body, gripping and clawing anywhere and everywhere as he writhedagainst the mattress. It was utterly divine. The barrage of emotions and sensations brought a prickle of tears to his eyes as the man of his dreams turned him into putty with a deft twist of his wrist. There was no conceivable way for him to formulate a full sentence, so Elias simply spoke in gasps and groans, hands and lips, hips and legs, matching Caleb’s movements in a perfectly synchronized dance borne of their profound intimacy and undeniable chemistry.

Capturing Elias’ mouth in a searing kiss, Caleb robbed him of his breath in more ways than one as the intensity soared. So close… he was so fucking close and the torture of it was something he never wanted to end. Thighs trembling and stomach muscles taut, Elias arched from the cushion of the mattress with a guttural groan as his orgasm tore from within his core with such power, his vision went dark at the edges and stars twinkled over his sight. Wave after wave of pure bliss coursed through him as Caleb continued the torment, heaving breaths and tightened grip prolonging the nirvana as Elias’ overwrought nerve endings sang praises to the man above him.

“Good boy. My perfect baby doll,” Caleb panted, his voice wavering as his jaw clenched. Elias was a wreck of writhing, sweat-soaked limbs but by some miracle, he managed to cry out.

“Come! Come all over me. Please?”

“Fuck,” Caleb gasped, his dominant side faltering as awe and need left his words ragged and raw around the edges. Mere milliseconds passed before Caleb’s body grew taut, his grip tightened, and his cock pulsed before he shuddered from head to toe, the first burst of his cum rushing out to flood the tight confines of Elias’ foreskin before overflowing, mingling with Elias’ and coating their joined dicks in a proliferance of their combined release.

Unwilling, unable to let go, Elias coiled his limbs tight around Caleb’s quaking body, pulling him down to blanket his bodyas they struggled to regain control over their breathing. Time shifted into an amorphous afterthought, an inconsequential construct that held no bearing on them as they existed in this intimate bubble of safety and serenity. When Caleb tried to pull away, a whimper of protest slipped from Elias’ throat.

“Baby doll, let me clean you up—”

“No. Stay.” To make his point, he hugged Caleb even closer.

“That's filthy. I love it.”

“Mn. Stay. We can shower in the morning.”

“I like you covered in my cum. Careful, you'll tempt me to keep you slathered in it twenty-four-seven.” Caleb nuzzled into the curve of Elias’ neck before nipping gently at the skin.

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