“I think we’ve both lived long enough to learn that most people aren’t typically very kind, even aboutaccidents.”
I can tell by the knowing expression on his face that he knows the truth of that all toowell.
“It sounds like you were very fortunate to end up with good people who could see you for the incredible guy you reallyare.”
“Lucky is what Iwas.”
“A little luck goes a long way, though, doesn’tit?”
“It really does,” Iadmit.
“I hope you’re not expecting a quid proquo.”
I laugh. “We’ll just say you owe me one. How’sthat?”
“That’sfair.”
We enjoy the dinner we made, keeping the subjects light, talking movies and music, me appreciating not just what Eric shared with me, but what he let me share withhim.
As we joke and laugh, in spite of how serious the conversation turned, I’m tempted to think I’m going to find myself liking Eric even more than I thought Iwould.
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Eric
Ifuck Jesse from behind,his body shaking as I have his face pressed against myheadboard.
On his knees, he moans loudly as he jerks himself off. “Oh, fuck yes, Eric. Give it to me. Right there. Make mecome.”
I speed up, working up an intense sweat, panting because he’s putting me through the wringer. I grip his hair and tug back. He arches his back as he lets me guide him to me, continuing to moan. When he’s upright, I continue giving him what he needs…what he keeps fucking begging mefor.
He reaches a hand back and grabs behind my head as he turns and kisses me. I slide my free arm around his body, up to his pecs, and massage his nipple with myfinger.
Helaughs.
“What?” I ask into hismouth.
“You’re just getting so good at readingme.”
After five weeks of this, we’re getting more familiar with each other’s preferences in the best sort of way. He likes it a little rough, and I like giving it to him thatway.
He rocks his hips back and forth subtly before coming across the sheets, and then I fill up the condom inside him, grunting while he continues kissing me and moaning with his own pleasure. As we come down together, I collapse onto myback.
It’s been a busy week, and it’s onlyWednesday.
“I needed that,” I say with asigh.
“Me too.” He takes deep, steadybreaths.
“I’m glad you’re panting too,” I say. “Otherwise you’d make me feel like an oldman.”
He smiles before rolling on top of me, his thick cock against my pelvis as he straddles mywaist.
“Doesn’t matter how old you are when you can fuck me like that. Besides, I can still hold myown.”
His lips come crashing down on mine, and I relax into his strength, letting him dominate me. When he pulls away, he gasps forbreath.
I enjoy being beneath him like this. “Look at you owning me like this,” I say, pleased with it, and he looks satisfied as fuck, as he does when he gets in a dominant position like this onoccasion.
