I smiled. “You sure do. I was checking them out. Some nice pop ‘n fresh ones.”
Aiden burst into a fit of laughter. His laugher was so sweet and genuine, it became contagious and I started laughing with him. We both had to wipe tears from our eyes by the time we calmed down from whatever it was that made Aiden lose it.
“That… was the… corniest shit… you’ve ever said,” Aiden managed to say through his fading giggles.
I thought about what I’d said and laughed again, because it was true. “Yeah, it was.” I slapped him on one of his sweet buns. “You can make breakfast. I’ll eat your buns and the sweet center after.”
“Such charming things you say, Champ,” Aiden said, then kissed me again. When he pulled away this time, I let him up. My stomach was growling for some grub right about then. I watched him and his sexy ass walk away from me, then I turned and settled on the sofa.
I was so happy with my life now. I thought I was going to really suffer financially when I came out by having some of my endorsement deals fall apart, but only one pulled away. Homophobic sons of bitches. Fuck them and their really delicious chicken. I had to admit, I loved their chicken, but now I saw who they really were and I was glad to bid them farewell. Everyone else supported me and were happy that they now had a LGBT member as well as a MMA Champ as their spokesman. Gay people buy cars, watches, and sports equipment, too, and their money was just as green as everyone else’s.
All in all, things were going well for us. I ignored as much of the hate mail that was still coming as I could. Some of those bastards were sneaky with their subject titles. Shit like “I hope you two are happy,” then when I clicked on it, they finish it off by saying, “burning in hell with the rest of the fags”. Funny how people loved to say things like that as if it made them better than the person they were harassing. Self-righteous people who spewed hate like that weren’t going to see any pearly gates either. I also had to get through a few encounters in the locker room with some of my fellow fighters.
I didn’t tell Aiden about them, I didn’t want to stress him out because it wasn’t anything I couldn’t handle and wasn’t prepared for. Besides, I shut their mouths pretty quickly when I reminded them how I whooped their asses. It felt good to put them in their places. Now that I thought about it, maybe I would tell Aiden about those encounters after all. He could get a good laugh like I had. I got up and went into the kitchen and told him about them, and just as I suspected, he laughed. He almost burned the bacon, he was laughing so hard.
“Oh god, you showed them, baby. Fuck them,” he said as he took the bacon out of the pan.
Mmmmm bacon. Loved the slabs of pork sizzling on a plate covered with a towel. I waited until Aiden turned his back, then quickly snatched one of the slabs from the plate. It was so hot, it burned my fingers. “Ahh shit!”
Aiden turned around just in time to see me drop the bacon on the countertop. “That’s what you get, thief.”
“I couldn’t help it. The food smelled so good. You know how I am about bacon,” I whined in my defense. I picked up the piece I’d dropped and blew on it.
“Ah, ah, ah, wait for breakfast,” Aiden scolded right before he snatched the bacon from my fingers, putting it back with the other pieces.
“Awwww man, but what can I snack on now?” I asked imploringly as I made my way over to him.
“There’s yogurt in the fridge,” Aiden suggested.
“Yeah, but there’s also cream in your balls,” I countered as I dropped to my knees in front of him. I pulled his boxers down a little, just to let his cock free.
“Oh my god, I’m cooking!” Aiden screeched.
“Yeah, and I’m sucking,” I said, then shoved his cock into my mouth.
“Ooooh,” Aiden purred.
I could hear him struggle to continue to fix our breakfast as I sucked his dick. I loved how hard and smooth he felt in my mouth as I ran my tongue all around his sensitive areas. The sounds he was making drove me wild and I couldn’t wait to fuck him afterwards.
“Ahhhh shit… You’re gonna make me burn the eggs,” Aiden warned.
I laughed, then pulled back off his cock, only to suck his balls into my mouth.
“Ooh shit… that’s it, baby. Yeah… just like that,” Aiden moaned in ecstasy.
Eventually, he gave up trying to cook and just leaned back against the counter until he cried out in climax. I sucked every drop he gave me, savoring my man’s flavor. I loved how his body quaked in pleasure until I licked the last drop from his slit. I smiled as I rose to my feet. “I like my protein in the morning, baby,” I said, then grabbed him by the back of his head, kissing him passionately. He melted in my arms because he knew that he was mine and I was his. I ground my hard, aching cock against his, letting him feel how much I wanted him, then I pulled back, growling. “Okay, now you can finish breakfast.” Again, I slapped him on his fuckable ass and walked away, leaving him satisfied and hungry for more at the same time.
Isettled into my new routine in Macio’s – our – home. It amazed me how comfortable and right it felt to be in the same space as him, sharing meals, a bed, and a life. I could touch him and kiss him whenever I wanted to instead of just wishing that I could. It was everything I had ever dreamed of and more. I kept expecting to wake up at any minute to find out that it had all been an elaborate dream, but instead, I found the love of my life on the pillow beside mine.
Macio’s mornings began long before mine, which I didn’t mind too much because it meant that he returned to me earlier. He never left for training without kissing me and telling me that he loved me. When he got home each afternoon, he was ready for two things – food and fucking. It was a toss-up daily which one came first; I never complained about either one.
One afternoon, Macio left to visit a LGBT shelter for runaway teens and young adults after his food and fuck time. I stayed behind so I could get some more research done for my next interview with NFL rookie phenom, who was either referred to as a thug or a great guy. I wanted to meet him in person, rather than do a phone interview, so I could see for myself what kind of person he really was.
I had read many articles about his supposed connections to gangs during high school and the community work he engaged in during college. What was true and what was fiction? I thought it was possible that both were true. A lot of athletes overcame adversity from their early years, then gave back to their communities and encouraged teens to avoid some of the things they got caught up in. They were people I greatly admired.
I rose from the sofa where I’d taken up residence to let Caesar out to stretch his legs and do his business. I debated about taking a swim, but decided to get my research done so I could spend as much time with Macio as possible before I had to leave for my trip. I left Caesar to do his thing and went in search of something to drink. I heard the front door open and close and figured it was Macio returning home to grab something he forgot. I mean, it probably took a long time for the blood to return to his brain after the fucking he gave me before he left. I heard his footsteps approaching behind me and decided to have a bit of fun.
“Can’t stay away from this,” I yanked down my shorts to reveal my bare ass, “can you?”
