Page 30 of Another Chance
It was then that Theo suspected he was in trouble. As he slipped his hand into Eric’s pants, into his boxers, to grip the rigid erection, he saw a smirk cross Eric’s face, and he knew very well just how right he was.
Theo was not a small man. In fact, Theo was taller than Eric, if not broader, and he probably weighed close to the same amount. Slightly less, probably. Still, it was a deep shock to be grabbed so suddenly, to have those strong, broad, calloused hands grip him by his shoulders and outright heft him, with an impressive heaving of his dense muscles, until Theo was on top of Eric.
Once Eric had that position, it seemed like it was easy for him to roll Theo over. The soft cushions pressed against his back, and in his mind, Theo was still kneeling on the floor. How had all of this happened in such a short period of time? No one manhandled him like that.
Of course, as much as Theo didn’t like to admit it, back when they’d been kids, and then teenagers, growing up together, Eric had more often than not won the wrestling matches they’d always had. It seemed some things didn’t change.
“Hey, no fair,” Theo protested, and then he couldn’t help laugh when he met Eric’s eyes. Just a short time ago, Eric had been saying the exact same things. The tables had definitely turned.
“Too bad,” Eric taunted, his dick poking out of both his boxers and his pants, which were still open. The sight was downright pornographic, the cock swollen and as big around as a beer can, it seemed to him, with a blunt pink head the exact same color as Eric’s pretty lips.
Even with all of the readjustments, Theo was still lying there with his hand around that perfect cock, and he stroked it, determined to fight back. To be even a tenth as hot as he was finding Eric right at the moment. His fingers stroked over the turgid flesh, finding it slippery already with arousal and using that precum as lube to stroke him even more.
“Eric,” Theo whispered, and the next words which came out of his mouth utterly stunned him with how very true they were, how right and real. “I need you.”
In his whole life, had he ever said those words to anyone? Had he ever allowed himself to really, truly need anyone? Not that he could remember. Maybe when he was very young, but even then, he’d been a very independent kid. Certainly, he’d never said them to anyone he was sleeping with. He had wanted them, yes. He’d gotten a hard dick for them. But needed them?
With Eric, though, it was nothing but the pinnacle of truth. He needed Eric like he needed the sun, water, food, air. His body ached to be connected, and that was so weird because he’d actually started to think that his attraction to men was purely physical, aesthetic appreciation, but not really sexual.
No. It had just taken the right man. And the right man was the one he was currently trapped under, the one who thrust his hips and rocked into Theo’s clutching hand.
“Uh, Teddy, do you know what that means?” Eric hesitated, looking down at him, a hint of caution in his eyes now that made Theo want to bristle instinctively. “Do you know how I’m gonna take it if you say stuff like that?”
Theo squeezed his cock, almost painfully tight with his grip, as though to punish him for his words, for his doubt.
“I know what I want,” Theo said, trying to look dignified which wasn’t exactly easy when he was on his back on the couch with the biggest boner he’d ever had in his life pressing up against Eric’s ass.
“Yeah, but have you ever … Theo.” Eric’s eyes focused on him even more firmly, and he spoke with his customary bluntness. “Are you a virgin?”
Theo almost choked. He had half expected, and hoped, that that particular question wouldn’t come up. After all, Liam had never asked him that. Had, in fact, seemed to think it was impossible that it was even an option.
“I …” Theo tried to think about how to answer that. Eric was gazing at him so intently, and somehow, he had the idea that this man, who knew him far too well even now, would know if he tried to lie. “It depends what you mean. I’ve never …”
This wasn’t a conversation he wanted to have, but Theo had to admit it was probably a good idea. It was so temptingjust tolet himself slip, to allow the very real, overwhelming desire he felt, the pull toward Eric, to overwhelm everything else. He was open to seeing what happened.
But Eric should probably know what he was dealing with, anyway, even though he was pretty much bound to tease the hell out of him for his confession. So it wasn’t without the weight of misgivings heavy on his chest that he nodded his head. He knew what Eric meant. Yes, with guys, he was a virgin, in all senses of the word.
For a long moment, they just looked at each other. Eric was still in Theo’s hand, leaking slick precum all over his fingers, and Theo was still shoved right up tight against Eric’s ass, but despite the very real urgency that Theo felt, that wasn’t where his whole attention was, and he knew it was the same for Eric.
Theo braced himself, forced his shoulders to stiffen, his skin to thicken. There was no way he wasn’t going to be mocked for this, but when Eric did speak, Theo was instantly ashamed of himself.
“Yeah, well,” Eric started, and Theo drew in a quick breath to try to proactively stave off the sting of whatever Eric was going to say about that. “Me too, at least in, you know, catching instead of pitching.”
The swiftly indrawn breath fled his lungs, escaping all at once, and Theo blinked up at the older man. He couldn’t even speak for a moment, and as he pulled himself together, Eric spoke again.
“Look, I know what you want. I want it, too. Just give me a week.”
Theo nodded. There was really not a lot else he could do. He would never want to pressure anyone into sex.
“Because you think you might change your mind,” Theo stated more than asked, and he could even understand it. Eric probably didn’t fully trust Theo again yet, and who could blame him?
“No,” Eric’s eyes glanced off of Theo’s, almost furtive. “Because I think that you might.”
With that, Eric climbed off of him, adjusted his clothes, and turned off the television.
“Let’s get some dinner,” he said, and Theo groaned, but if Eric could deal with a raging hard-on then so could he. So he just nodded, and he knew that the next week was going to be pretty much hell.
He was finally ready, but now he had to wait for Eric. Which was fair enough, if deeply humbling, but Theo knew that living with this man, the first man he had really wanted to give everything to, and not being able to have him …
That might just drive him crazy.
