“They’re all good.” He tells me about how shitty it is that Ash won’t be playing flag football with them, adding, “It’s part of us all nearing ourthirties.”
“Okay, you’re not getting that close to thirty yet. Don’t try to steal my position as your daddy,” Itease.
“It’s another reminder of how things can never stay the same. I don’t even know how much Ty’s going to be able to keep playing once he heads down his new path. Not that I would ever want him to feel bad about that. Just a differentdynamic.”
“I’ve certainly had my share of people coming in and out of my life, and it sucks, especially when people who really matter to you suddenly become disconnected from your life. They move away, you stop chatting as much, when you’ve spent years relying on oneanother.”
“Thinking about someone in particular?” he asks, his forehead scrunching up withcuriosity.
“A few people from my past. It’s what happens throughout life.” I’m not being vague on purpose—I just don’t see a reason to dwell on shit likethat.
“Fair enough. Oh, Ty said you guys are hanging out this weekend. Rock climbingagain?”
“That’s the plan.” We’ve been getting together for indoor rock climbing fairly frequently, both of us making more of an effort now than we had in a very long time. I haven’t always been a good father to Ty, but unlike before, I know we both want this, and we’re bothtrying.
“I’m glad to hear that,” Jesse says, rinsing his hair off before turning to me. The suds and water streak down his face, curving into those dimples and the dip in his chin. “He sounds like he really enjoys when you dothat.”
“I enjoy it too. It helps dedicating time to that. I think therapy and all this shit we’ve been doing together has helped me understand that some things are important enough to take time for. Or that there’s a reason to make time for themnow.”
Since we’ve begun this journey into my past, dragging out that demon from the back of my mind and forcing it into the light, I’ve grown more at ease. Things aren’t perfect. I still have a long way to go…but I’m more realistic in acknowledging that even if I’ll never be fully free of those chains, at least I know it can get better…and that it can continue gettingbetter.
When we finish showering, we dry off and head into the adjoiningbedroom.
“Now,” I say as I throw the towel over my head, around my neck, tugging at either side of it. “We need to take care of this whole me-missing-you-all-daything.”
“I can assist you withthat.”
He comes at me, his lips against mine in no time. He kisses my chin, then down my neck, his lips and tongue busy at work as he sinks to the floor until he’s on his knees, my dick in his mouth as he gives my cock a good suck. He grips my thighs, taking me to the back of histhroat.
This moment reminds me of how he first took to his sexual awakening towardmen.
He was a champion. Didn’t hold back. Didn’t get bogged down in doubting himself or questioning what he liked. He hurled himself at every challenge hefaced.
For a guy who’d never sucked a cock before me, damn he knows how to own myshaft.
He pulls my dick out of his mouth and slides his tongue along the base of my cock before reaching my balls, which he licks with eagerness. I roll my head back, loving how he’s working me to the point where precum rushes from the head. He slides his tongue back up my shaft before licking the precum, lapping it up. Then he pushes to his feet, and his mouth greets mine onceagain.
I groan, then scoop him off the floor. I toss him on the bed and crawl over him, moving swiftly as I nibble at his ribs and then kiss my way up to hisneck.
There’s something primitive we activate within oneanother.
Jesse’s hand cups my nape as he holds me close to him. “Eric, I need you inside me sobad.”
My dick throbs, aches. It’s not like it’s been months since I’ve gotten laid. Hell, we messed around twice last night. Chemically, we’re just right for each other. Always have been. Something in our bodies, in everything about him, makes it impossible for me not to get rock-hard when we’re together likethis.
I hurry to the nightstand, fetch the lube, and return to him. Positioning my arms under his legs, I pull him to the edge of thebed.
There’s this smirk across his face, so playful, so feisty. “I guess someone wants to be in theretoo.”
“Of course I want to be in that tight hole ofyours.”
I don’t waste time. I lube up, and he holds his legs back as I push in, then opens them wider to allow me to lean close tohim.
He grits his teeth as he takes mycock.
“Okay?” Iask.
“Yeah, I’m good.” He takes deep breaths, and as I slide farther in, he rolls his head back and moans out loud. “There it is!” he announces, letting me know I’ve hit hisprostate.
