Steven held Udo’s waist and pulled him close. Udo felt Steven’s hard-on pressing against his own.
“Oh, hello,” Udo said. He reached down and squeezed Steven’s cock, taking it from semi to full-on erection.
“What’s all this for?” Steven asked. “Not that I’m complaining.”
Udo slowly stroked Steven’s cock.
“You came through for me today,” he said. “I want to say thank you.”
Steven stroked Udo’s hair. “I got into shit and there’s something I need to tell you before we get carried away.”
Udo’s hard-on drooped, as did Steven’s.
“Come.”
He led Steven into the lounge area and they flopped down on the sofa.
“Is it bad?”
“Not as such.”
“Cryptic. Go on then.”
“Javier knows about us.”
Fuck.
“How on earth has he found out?”
Steven shrugged. “I think me going off on Shaun like that gave the game away. Let’s be thankful only Javier noticed. I need to control myself better.”
“It was pretty hot.”
“I’m being serious, Udo,” Steven said, taking hold of his hand. “Javier has made me promise we’ll be more careful.”
Udo couldn’t quite get his head around this.
“Are you saying that Javier doesn’t mind?”
“I wouldn’t put it like that. What can he do? He asked me if I love you.”
The only noise was the pan in the kitchen bubbling away. Udo should really check on it. He couldn’t move.
“And what did you say?”
Steven stared deep into his eyes. “I said yes.”
The day seemed to be full of unexpected twists and turns. Now all the worry of the fallout from Steven’s meltdown seemed to be worth the while.
Udo exhaled. He was fighting the tears now. Steven’s face seemed full of hope. He wanted to kiss him until the end of days.
“Phew,” Udo said. “I’m glad you said that, because I love you too.”
“Did you say we had a while until dinner?” Steven asked, nuzzling his neck.
“Hold that thought.”
Udo went into the kitchen and turned down the heat on the stove. Let it simmer slowly. He had more important things on his mind.
