“Are you okay?” Aaron asked, his voice more strained than ever. He kissed Gage’s cheek. The hand that had been stroking Gage’s hair now supported his weight, but the one around his cock continued to pump. “I wanna keep playing with you… you feel so fucking good, baby.”
“I’m okay,” Gage promised. He turned his head to look up at Aaron, overwhelmed with all he felt. Arousal, fear, need, discomfort, love… but more than that, the urge to please. He wanted to give this to Aaron. They only had the summer, and after that… “Keep going. I want this.”
Aaron pushed deeper, causing pleasure to arc through Gage like lightning. He gasped and squirmed, bringing that feeling back over and over again every time he rocked his body.
“BP?” Aaron asked cautiously. He’d stopped moving, but that was the opposite of what Gage needed. The fear and discomfort had been obliterated by the way Aaron rubbed against him, and he found himself greedy for more. “Are you okay?”
“Yes,” Gage uttered. He pushed against Aaron, trying to recreate the sensation he’d lost. It made him feel frantic and scatterbrained, like he’d lost control of half his mind, and the half that remained was focused solely on pleasure. “You just made me feel so good.So good.Keep going. Please,please,keep going. Take me. Need to feel you again and again.”
The urgency in Gage’s voice seemed to awaken something in Aaron. He made a low, throaty noise—possessive, protective, almost like a growl—then thrust into Gage and started to pump. Gage stretched his folded legs skyward and tried to choke back a moan, but it was impossible—pleasure like this was too good to hold back. He cried out and pushed against Aaron until he’d bottomed out.
Gage already needed to come and they’d only just started.
“BP,” Aaron groaned. The notes of his voice were rich with arousal and tender need, and he pumped into Gage with controlled gentleness, like Gage could be broken. “Oh, god, BP… this shouldn’t feel so good.”
Pleasure curled and spread through Gage’s stomach like the ribbon of a wand caught in the wind on a gusty day. He looked up at Aaron and saw the same face he’d known since he was a child—a proud nose with a pronounced bridge; dark, piercing eyes that had drawn him in when they were too innocent to know better, then pinned him when they were old enough to understand what their feelings meant; and the same smile on the same lips that had always made him feel appreciated—but he noticed, too, that some of Aaron’s features were changed. The roundness of youth in Aaron’s face had given way to handsome, rugged angles. Stubble, thick and dark, shaded his jaw and climbed to his sideburns. In him, in that moment, Gage saw the best friend who’d shown up at Gage’s school after hours to stand up to Ricky James when he’d been bullying Gage in the third grade, but also the man Aaron was growing into.
The past and the future in stunning harmony—a marker of the artistry of time.
“I love you,” Gage whispered. He attempted to move his hips, and when he did, the angle of Aaron’s penetration changed, and his cock brushed against something inside of Gage that brought stars to his eyes.
Fitting, a tiny voice in the back of his head whispered, since Aaron was his universe.
“I love you, too,” Aaron uttered. His hips moved steadily, brushing against that spot again and again, until Gage couldn’t help but whimper and moan, certain that he would never feel right again without Aaron inside of him. “God, do I love you, Gage. All I want is you. You forever.”
Gage’s hands had found their home low on Aaron’s back. He used them to push himself against Aaron, heightening the pleasure they made from nothing other than each other. Aaronlovedhim. It was a dream come true—a dream Gage hoped he’d never wake up from.
As long as he persisted, it was a dream that never had to end.
He would be strong. He would endure. And one day, Aaron would come back to him, and the world would be right again.
The bedsprings creaked. They kissed, Aaron’s tongue sweetly licking its way between Gage’s lips, and Gage’s tongue rising to meet his in response. It had been worth the wait. It wouldalwaysbe worth the wait.
The kiss broke. Aaron, panting, rested his forehead against the pillow as he thrust again and again into Gage’s body. He stroked a hand down Gage’s side that came to a rest momentarily on his hip before it worked its way back up. When he spoke, the sound of his voice sent shivers of anticipation down Gage’s spine. “I… fuck, BP, baby, is it really okay? Is it okay if I knot you? Don’t wanna come in you if it’s not safe.”
The thought of Aaron pulling out now was akin to the notion of exhaling only to never breathe in again. Gageneededhim. He needed to know what it felt like for the man he loved more than anything in the world to come inside of him—to share something so intimate and so precious. On lonely nights after Aaron had gone back to school, Gage wanted to remember how he’d been stretched by his knot and locked to his most important person. Mind hazy with lust, heart brimming over with love, he knew that even if his bed was empty, his memories would be full. All the time they’d spend apart would be tolerable if they could only share this moment.
“Knot me.” Gage nuzzled against Aaron’s cheek, then kissed the corner of his lips. “I love you. I want this. Knot me.”
Aaron made a sound, not quite a moan for how sweet it was, but not exactly a mewl, either. It rolled with pleasure and deepened itself with his dominant masculinity, then ended in breathless adoration. His cock rubbed against the same spot that had caused Gage to see stars, only now the stars had moved to Gage’s groin, and they went supernova. With a gasp, Gage pushed against Aaron, chasing that implosive sensation—like everything they shared was coalescing inside of him into a single, beautiful pearl. Orgasm arrived, tightening his body, but widening his mind.
The moment was everything he’d always wanted, and everything he’d never known he needed.
And when Aaron’s knot stretched him, securing their union, Gage understood the truth. He’d waited his whole life for this moment, imagining that once it happened, he’d be complete—but that wasn’t the case at all. What they shared ended nothing. It was the beginning of a new future—of love like he’d never imagined it before.
Tears streamed down Gage’s cheeks, and he laughed with limitless, airy joy as his cock pulsed, emptying its load between their bodies. His arms wove around Aaron’s neck, and he slid his fingers through Aaron’s hair, enamored.
“I love you,” he whispered as Aaron knotted him, his warm seed flooding Gage’s hole. “I love you. I love you. Ilove you.”
“And I love you, more than you could ever know.” Aaron, breathless, kissed him in full, and Gage gave him everything in return.
The distance and time they spent apart didn’t matter. Nothing did. They would see their struggles through together.
Gage’s heart belonged to Aaron Alcrest, and it always would, even if he had to wait for him forever.
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