Page 41 of Steamy Dreamy Hearts

“I aim to please.”

“Oh, you do. You will.” He shimmied out of the silky thong, then spun around, letting me see everything.

I caught my breath. His dick was long and perfect, his thighs meatier than I’d imagined. And the curve of that ass, thong or no thong…

Caleb stopped his fashion twirl and stepped near me. “One day, I’ll get you to wear one, Sean.”

My gaze dropped to the bright pink thong on the floor. “Unlikely.”

“We’ll see.” Caleb laughed, tugging me closer. “For now, let’s see those tighty-whities.”

I smiled and obeyed. It was good to see this side of Caleb, not thinking about his scars. I imagined this was a glimpse at his old self, the confident, brash youth who had boys dropping at his feet.

He was still in there, mixed in with the Caleb I knew, the sensitive man, older than his years on paper, brave and sensitive.

I liked both sides of him. I fucking liked all of him.

He could have me forever, I thought, if he wanted to.

Our clothing shucked, we came together, stroking each other’s bodies. I grabbed a fistful of his ass, kissed down the side of his neck. Caleb tilted his head, eyes closed, murmuring soft encouragement.

Soon, we stumbled onto the bed, and my balls throbbed, my dick pushing at his thigh.

“Condom? Lube?” Caleb asked.

I kissed his mouth, sucked on his tongue, not answering. He gave a throaty moan. Our cocks bumped, and we groaned in unison. With a loud curse, I broke contact and dug in my nightstand for supplies.

I knew we should slow it all down, but I had to have him. I needed Caleb to bemine.

“You look so commanding,” Caleb said hoarsely. “Fucking hot.”

“And you’re beautiful,” I replied. “Stunning.”

He started to object, and I leaned in and kissed his lips. I took his cock in a gentle hold, squeezing the cockhead a little, feeling a splash of precum.

If only for this moment in time, let Caleb believe he is beautiful. And let me believe he is mine.

Panting, I gave him one messier kiss. Our tongues battled, then surrendered to each other.

Caleb took the lube. I gasped at the sight of him slicking his hole. He lay back, raising up his thighs. My cock ached, my movement jerky as I slid on a condom. As I entered him, I felt Caleb clench all around me, holding me, our bodies bringing each other life.Life-giving—that was what sex felt like after so long.

I had no idea how much this was true until I was inside Caleb. I thrust forward, shouting in surprise at how deep I got so quickly. How much heat his body had to offer. A whine left me.

“Oh Jesus.” This was perfect torment.

I thrust harder, once, twice. With a deep groan, I came all too soon, with Caleb humping against me, soon following.

“Ahh.” I buried my head in his neck. “Fuck, I was so fast. I’m sorry…”

“It’s fine.” Cab tugged my hands away. “It’s been so long for you. I expected that. And now, well, we have all night to do it again.” He winked.

“I just…thank you…for not being mad.” I flushed.

“Sean. I’m doing this with you again. Like really soon.” His smile widened. “As soon as you recover, old man.”

“Yeah.” I gave a goofy grin, not feeling old. I felt younger, lighter.

We cuddled. Caleb licked some sweat on my chest before nuzzling me there. I gave no resistance as he explored my body a little. He played with my chest hair, and each touch, each kiss, felt so good.

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