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Nathan did as asked, shakily. By the time he was onthe floor, Simon had shucked his clothes off and was sitting on theedge of the bed.
Nathan knelt between Simon’s thighs, stroking hishands up, feeling the soft hair under his palms. He’d imaginedhimself here so many times that a sensation of vertigo overtook himfor a moment as desire and reality slipped into each other.
Swaying, Nathan took Simon’s cock into his mouth.The groan that rumbled from above rippled through him.
Nathan slipped off. “Can you—fuck. Can you use me?”If this wasn’t the time to be honest, then when was?
“Fuck.” Simon gripped his hair. “Yeah. Yeah, baby, Ican do that. Relax your mouth for me. There you go.”
Nathan closed his eyes and let himself go. Let hismouth be stuffed, his throat. Let himself gag, spit sliding downhis chin. Let himself be Simon’s.
The world melted around him. All he could feel wasSimon’s cock thrusting past his lips. The ache in his scalp asSimon held him still.
He was there in that sweet, hazy place for so long.Simon took his time, slowing when Nathan could feel him gettingclose.
“Can I come on you?” Simon’s voice slipped throughthe haze, but all Nathan could do was blink.
Simon pulled him off his cock, ignoring Nathan’swhine.
“Nate, baby.”
“Yeah?” Nathan slurred. He’d never been to thisplace before. It was warm and calm and giving here.
“Can I come on you?”
The image swam to the placid surface of Nathan’smind for a second. “Yeah.”
“Yeah? Fuck, you’re gonna look so good covered in mycome.”
Nathan closed his eyes, could hear Simon jerkingoff, could smell the sex and sweat of him.
“Look at you. You’re so good, baby, you’re so goodfor me—fuck.”
Nathan felt Simon’s come land on his cheek, hismouth, his neck. He swayed, pulled even deeper, so content it waslike his body wasn’t his anymore.
There was a moment of a peaceful sort of nothingbefore Simon was pulling him up onto the bed, sprawled underhim.
“There you go,” Simon said.
Nathan’s body arched, trembled. It took him a fewseconds to realise that Simon was jerking him off, cradled againsthis body, wrapped up in each other.
The orgasm that shook through him was like no other.It was soft, all-encompassing. It filled the warm place he was inwith light and movement until it settled down again.
This was how it felt to give yourself up completely.To hand yourself over to somebody else.
It was only a few moments later that Nathan wastucked under the sheets with Simon, cleaned up and limp with theaftereffects of pleasure.
“Nate,” Simon whispered, spooned close.
Nathan mumbled something incomprehensible even tohimself.
“You okay?”
He tried to gather himself enough to respond. “Yeah.I just…I’ve wanted that for so long. And felt so fuckingguiltyall the time, and lonely, and I just—I missed you somuch. I missed you so—”
“Ssh. It’s okay. Me too, baby, you have no idea.”Simon buried his face into Nathan’s neck. “You’re good. You’re sogood.”
The silence stretched, the world blurring as sleepapproached, but Simon’s voice poked a hole in the floating air.
