Page 37 of Dancing with a Ghost

I had a vague recollection of lying in his lap, hearing words of love fall from his lips along with his tears. Lots and lots of tears.

I'd need to talk to him about that, when we had time.

For now, we needed to reconnect.

I wasn't sure where I was going, having not been here before. Something drew me though and I followed that feeling, straight to the door of the hotel, straight into the arms of Toby.

How he knew I'd be there was a mystery, but he was here. His eyes were red-rimmed. Had he been crying?

Whatever the reason, the smile that appeared on his face was priceless. We touched, we kissed and then I had this uncomfortable feeling in my stomach and then the loudest grumble.

I was hungry and when Toby suggested breakfast in bed, I was all for it.

We'd have to deal with the fallout Toby created telling his mother I was his boyfriend but that was nothing compared to what we'd already been through.

When we finally reached his room, Toby closed and locked the door.

"Do you know what I'm going to do now?" He prowled towards me.

"Order me breakfast?" I knew what he wanted, but I was enjoying myself.

"Nope. I'm going to do something I've wanted to do for a long time." He stood in front of me now and started to undo the buttons of my jacket.

"I'm going to unwrap you like a present. Strip you out of that uniform like I've wanted to do for so long." He carried on undressing me and that familiar feeling of warmth spread south. My cock swelling with anticipation.

Food could wait, this couldn't.

Toby took his time undressing me and as I stood naked in front of him, he licked his lips before removing his own clothes.

"We've a lifetime to share, Matty, but I don't want to waste another moment of time."

He walked me back to the bed and we both fell in a heap, laughing at the enormity of this moment. Two warm bodies entangled, limbs entwined, cocks touching.

His lips found mine, and a different hunger took over. I was eager for him, excited for his touch. It was all I craved.

"I want to do so much with you," he said, his lips moving against mine. He broke off, kissing down my body, remembering all the places I could feel, the scars still remained. He took his time, touching and feeling, his gentle hands stroking every part of me, worshipping me before reaching between us, grabbing both our cocks in his hand.

"Do you want this, Matty? Please say you do." He pleaded.

"I want this and more." I replied, my breath coming in pants as he worked our cocks, my orgasm building quicker than I would have liked, his soft hands squeezing gently. The feel of his own cock against mine was intoxicating, his hardness feeding my passion.

"I'm going to come, though." I panted. It was too soon but not quick enough and as I erupted, he did the same, our releases mingling in his hand and on my stomach.

He leaned his forehead against mine. "That was over too soon." He laughed. "I don't think I've cum that quick since being a teenager.

"Me either and that was a long time ago.” I kissed him quickly, letting him know it was fine. “Let's get cleaned up though. I really am hungry."

Now we'd relieved ourselves of our pent up emotion, hunger gnawed at my insides, reminding me.

"Go clean up and I'll order us some food. In fact, go take a shower and I'll join you in a moment."

Two minutes later and I was still standing in the bathroom, unsure of what I was doing.

"What are you looking at?" Toby stepped up behind me, and leaned around me, turning on the shower, pressing buttons and fiddling with different dials. Ah, that was how you did it.

"I, erm, didn't know what to do. I turned it on and it was cold. I think there's going to be a few things I'm going to need to learn."

"And you'll have me to teach you. I'll show you everything you could ever need to know. Just don't ask me about the iPad. I've no idea what to do with that."

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