Page 25 of Another Chance
“I know,” he murmured and then gently pushed Eric off of him, easing him down onto his back. He did know, but he wanted it. He’d always been curious, but now, he also felt ready.
More than ready. More than willing. Eager, desperate, hotly desiring. At that moment, and maybe it was just one moment of heated madness, but he still felt like he could happily do anything, everything, with Eric, and not regret a single second of it.
Had he ever had that before? Had there ever been a time when he had been able to just go with it, not worry about what it meant, if it was right? Not with another man, and that, in itself, was such a precious gift.
If only he could tell Eric that, but it was too vulnerable, too tender a thing. Eric would make fun of him. He knew it or was afraid of it, which maybe wasn’t the same thing butitsure felt that way.
So he did the next best thing. He, with lust flashing in turbulent little thunderstorms inside of him, nervous but excited, slid down Eric’s body and fixed unerringly on the length of his throbbing erection. Eric had gotten himself all worked up sucking Theo off, and Theo was damned if he wasn’t going to return that favor.
Getting down close, he gazed at Eric, amazed by just how gorgeous he was all over. His flat stomach, his slender hips, the way his cock jutted up and away from his body, fully hard, swollen so that it looked like it must actually be painful for him. Eric’s cock was just as pretty as the rest of him, and even better was the scent that rose, intoxicating and heavy and musky, from his throbbing dick.
The fear was gone. There was only lust left, urgent, demanding, and Theo parted his trembling, eager lips, letting his tongue trace over the head of him, tasting him for the first time.
Once he was there, he didn’t hold back. He let his mouth open until his jaw felt like it might crack, and he wondered if his lips would even fit around that thickness. Then he felt Eric’s fingers slipping through his hair, he heard the little murmur,Teddy,that Eric uttered, and he knew he could do anything.
In seconds, he had half of that cock stuffed into his mouth, and Eric’s fingers were tightly gripping double handfuls of his hair, pulling him closer to him, moaning and throbbing and leaking in his mouth.
With just this one thing, all of Eric’s smartass was gone. There wasn’t the faintest trace, even, of a smirk on his lips, and in his eyes was nothing but awe, wonder, and pleasure.
So this, Theo discovered, was how he got Eric to stop being such a brat. He’d have to remember this … and then he lost himself, completely and utterly, irredeemably, in the motions of his own mouth, in the shallow little thrusts which Eric made, his cock painting salty-sweet precum on his tongue.
It surprised Theo how quickly Eric came when it happened. He found himself utterly enthralled by Eric’s body, stroking over his powerful legs, toying with the heaviness of his balls, and then going up to jerk the base of the cock. He did what he knew felt good to him, and then Eric was spurting into his mouth, burning, searing hot, and giving little noises which Theo already suspected were going to be addictive.
As he swallowed the heavy, thick fluid in his mouth, somewhat tentative but willing, he saw the darkening of Eric’s eyes, and he knew it had been the right thing to do. Eric hadn’t expected that, and Theo smiled at him, pleased with himself, surprised, gratified, that he could do something like that for someone he loved so much.
And there it was. He loved Eric. He always had, now that he was being honest with himself, and that was the reason that he had been so willing to fall into bed, to do things which he hadn’t done with any other man. He loved him, and the question was, what was he going to do about it?
