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I pulled out of his hands and sat back on my heels.
Instantly, he dropped to his knees as well, reaching for me, clasping my hands in his.“Sorry.No.Not laughing at you.Especially not at that.”He kissed my knuckles, left, then right.“I love you too.I was just, well, getting up the nerve to ask you to fuck me, when you said that.My brain exploded.”
Everything Wade had told me sang along my nerves.I was achingly hard.“You want me to fuck you?”You love me?
“I think so?But we should talk—"
“No.Absolutely, we should fuck first, and talk afterward.”
Wade chuckled, but this time I didn’t take it wrong.“I can’t promise I won’t chicken out.”
“You can change your mind any time.”I got to my feet, reached down, and pulled him up against me for a kiss.“Get on the bed.”
“How?”
“On your back.”
“We can do it like that?”
“Your porn education is clearly insufficient.Indeed we can, Grasshopper.”I laughed as he swiped at me for the Kung Fu nickname.“Lie back, put your feet on the bed, and slide them apart and up toward your ass.”
Wade dragged down the covers, then stretched out on the sheet, following my directions.“Like this?”
“Hell, yes.”I could almost get off just from watching him give himself to me.“Exactly like that.”
Chapter 14
Wade
I felt silly and exposed and yet so, so turned on, lying there for Dustin.Made worse, but also better, when he grabbed a pillow, told me to get my ass off the mattress, and tucked the support under my tailbone.With my feet planted and spread, my knees up, and my hips tilted by the pillow, all my privates were on display.
The only thing that made it okay was the look in Dustin’s eyes, like someone standing in the window of the best candy shop in town.
He loves me.I felt awful about laughing in reaction to his words, even though Dustin had accepted my explanation.I’d seen the moment before that, the hurt he’d swiftly shuttered as he leaned away.I never wanted to hurt Dustin.
I’d never wanted to in my life, until the moment of betrayal and lies.I’d watched him and dreamed about him as a teen.I’d hung out with him, trying not to be obvious, trying to let his casual affection be enough, as a young man.Then the dark years had fallen between us.Now, I was finally free to say what I felt.All the hate was wiped clean and I didn’t have to worry about reading him wrong, or about the dangers for him or me.“I love you,” I told Dustin again, for the pleasure of being allowed to say it.
“I haven’t even fucked you yet,” Dustin quipped.“By the time I’m done, you’re going to worship me.”
“You jerk— Aaaah.”He’d bent and licked the inside of my knee.I’d never have thought my knees turned me on, but Dustin knew my body better than I did, because my dick jerked.“Are you going to undress?”Having him at my feet, fully clothed, had been hot, but I wasn’t sure I liked having him fuck me that way.
“Sure.”He stepped back enough from the bed to strip, baring his incredible, big, muscled body with casual speed.“Another tip for you, Grasshopper.Zippers and pubes do not mix.”
“Thank you for the wisdom, Ancient, Wrinkly, and Decrepit Master,” I retorted.
Dustin tossed his briefs aside and gave my knee a sharp nip.“Okay, I get it.No more apprentice jokes.”
“I may not know as much as you do about gay sex—”
“No.Sweetheart.”Dustin climbed on the bed between my legs and bent over me, peering into my eyes.“It was a joke.That’s how I hide what I feel sometimes.I have zero objections to being the one to teach you about your pleasure.And mine.”
“You seemed to enjoy being fucked.”
“I love both.I bet you will too.”Dustin glanced around the room.“Is my toiletries bag in here?”
“In the bathroom.”
“Hold this thought while I get the good lube.”
