“I won’t,” Cliff promised, and held Dade tighter. “I love touching you, love how you respond to me.”
Dade stilled. “Is this some sort of S and M thing with you? Do you have to be the one in control?”
Cliff chuckled. “No. Control isn’t something I demand or want all the time. But tonight, I want to be the one to give you pleasure. I want your head to fly and to touch your heart. There is nothing wrong with giving someone else control as long as you trust them and they care for you. That’s what really matters, and tonight I want to show you how much you mean to me.” He backed away, and Dade turned to face him. Dade’s clothes were all askew, and he had never looked better.
“I do trust you,” Dade said. “But….”
Cliff tugged him closer. “I know. And I’m not asking for anything you aren’t willing to give.” He kissed Dade hard, pressing him down onto the mattress. Dade whimpered and writhed under him as Cliff, still dressed, got the rest of Dade’s clothes off. They tumbled to the floor, followed by his own, and then Cliff climbed onto the bed, getting Dade situated until he was comfortable. “I have to know if there are things you don’t like.”
Dade snickered. “Look, I don’t have any idea what you want from me. I’m not a guy who’s had a very, shall we say, broad sexual education. I’m not into anything too kinky and stuff. That just isn’t me.”
“Good. I want you to just be you,” Cliff whispered. “You don’t need to be anyone else.” He kissed Dade and then lightly nipped at the base of his neck. “And you don’t need to do anything you don’t want.”
“But what is it you want? Maybe I’m too boring for you, or….”
Cliff could see that Dade’s mind was now going a mile a minute. “Hey, you are anything but boring.” Cliff sucked at Dade’s nipple, earning a deep, low groan. “You are exciting and amazing. You make me want things I’ve never wanted before and made me consider things I would never have before.” Cliff met Dade’s gaze. “I read once that you connect with people who see you for who you are. And I know you do that. You even called me on it when I first asked you out. Do you remember? You want and need roots, and you have them here. That’s what you told me. You don’t dissemble or beat around the bush. You’re forthright and honest.” Cliff kissed his way down Dade’s belly. “And you deserve that same thing in return.” He sucked the head of Dade’s cock between his lips and slowly sank down his length while Dade made the most amazing whimpery gasp.
The time for talking was over.
“Don’t stop,”Dade cried as they moved together. Dade’s eyes were glazed, and his breath came in pants.
Cliff paused, letting them both catch their breaths before sliding deep into Dade’s tight heat, his eyes crossing at the sensation. God, Dade was amazing. He leaned forward, kissing him hard and then slowly building up steam.
“I said don’t stop,” Dade growled.
“Mr. Pushy,” Cliff teased as he gasped for air and drove deep and hard.
Dade sighed and tensed, his hand a blur as he stroked himself. “Yeah…. Jesus, don’t….” Dade groaned and stilled as Cliff reached the very peak of his control. Dade murmured something and then cried out as he lost control, pulling both of them into the release that sent Cliff flying. In trying to make things special for Dade, he had found something mind-blowing for himself.
Cliff managed to lie on the bed next to Dade, their bodies separating in a quiver of spent passion. The energy of a few minutes earlier seemed to have evaporated, and all he could do was lay still, breathe, and hold Dade to him. “You’re amazing.”
Dade chuckled. “I think you’re the fantastic one. I don’t think I’m going to be able to walk straight for days.” He slowly rolled onto his side as Cliff tugged him closer. “Not that I’m complaining.”
“Good. My complaint department is closed and won’t be opening until Monday morning,” Cliff retorted. “So, if you have any, you’ll need to get in line behind my mother, who makes complaining a world-class sport.” He closed his eyes and sighed, not wanting to move, yet he knew he had to.
Thankfully, Dade was the first to excuse himself and skittered off into the bathroom. Cliff took care of the detritus of their love-making and even straightened the bedding before Dade returned and slipped under the covers. “What do you have to do tomorrow?”
Dade smiled next to him. “Nothing. I have a few papers to grade, but other than that, I’m pretty much up to date. It’s still raining, and it’s supposed to continue well into tomorrow, but who knows. We’ll see what happens.” He sighed and snuggled closer. “Of course, next weekend is trick-or-treating, and I’m going to need to be here to give out candy.”
“Do the kids come to each apartment?”
“No,” Dade told him. “They have a gathering of some kind out on the lawn, and all the kids can get their candy there. Not everyone participates, but every year some of the kids from my class come by, and it’s nice to see them all dressed up and out with their parents. Besides, I’m a teacher, so I want to see the kids happy. I already bought my candy bars when they went on sale last week. I have them in a box in the closet so I don’t see them.” He laughed softly. “Out of sight, out of mind.”
“Does that really work?” Cliff asked.
“It has so far. I haven’t been in there to get the candy, so I’m pretty proud of myself right now. I usually end up eating at least one round of Halloween candy before the kids get it, and then I pay for it with a chocolate-induced migraine. This year, it’s still there. We should go to sleep.” His words became softer, and it wasn’t long before Dade’s breathing evened out. But for Cliff, it took longer before he could fall asleep. After all, he had Dade in his arms, and he wanted to make the most of that happy situation.
Cliff woketo the enticing scent of bacon. The bed was chilly, and he pulled up the covers and snuggled more deeply into them. The rumbling of his stomach was the only reason he managed to get himself out of bed. A robe had been placed over the end of the bed, and he pulled it on before following the scent to the kitchen.
“I was hoping this would get you up.”
“The bed was cold, and I rolled over to find that the furnace was no longer there.” He tugged Dade into his arms and held him close, his warmth staving off the morning chill.
“I was hungry,” Dade told him. “I mean, you wore me out last night, and I woke up hungry. So, I got up and figured I’d make you breakfast.” Cliff slipped his hands under Dade’s robe, and he shivered. “You’re cold.”
“And you’re so warm.” He snuggled closer, loving the warmth that radiated off him. “I’d say that we should go back to bed and work up an appetite….”
“But breakfast is almost ready, and you have plenty of appetite. Besides, we’ll have more energy after we eat.” He quivered as Cliff plucked at one of Dade’s nipples. “You need to stop that or else I’ll burn the eggs, and neither of us wantsthat.” He pulled his robe closed. “No, you need to be good for the next few minutes.” He got the plates and made up both of them before taking them to the table, where places had already been set.
