One that I would share with Leo.
“Ahem!” The screen-Leo coughed, interrupting us, and I turned to the screen. “Now you’re either making out inappropriately, or Leo is crying alone in his seat. Either way, we only have this theater for a few hours, so enjoy your matinee!”
I turned to face the actual Leo. “There’s really a movie?”
He shrugged. “I didn’t have any choice, it was the only way to rent the theater. This week’s movie isGoonies. We can watch it, if you want.”
I laughed and reached down, cupping his erection. “I’m okay rushing home,” I said.
Leo jerked under me as I massaged his hard cock. “Skipping the movie is good to me,” he said, then pulled me to my feet.
I grabbed the bouquet and a box of candy. We rushed out of the theater, waving at the chuckling owner on the way, and I held the little key in my palm. The hard metal felt like proof that this could really be as good as I hoped. Leo wouldn’t let me change for him if I wanted to. All he cared about was finding ways to help me on my path, just like I wanted to help him.
He drove us across town and straight to the hotel where he’d been staying. When we got to the room, he made me wait outside for just a minute, and I stood there, rocking back on my heels as I heard him shuffling around.
He pulled open the door, and a whimper passed my lips. He stood there in a tight pair of black boxer briefs. The waistband hung just below the V of his hips, and from his hand, another bouquet of flowers hung. Behind him, I could see that there were more flowers scattered about the room and a couple tea candles lit on the windowsill.
“Come here,” he said and tugged me in. “I’ve already embarrassed myself enough for the day without someone spotting me in my underwear.”
I jumped in his arms. Leo laughed and spun me as I grabbed the flowers. They were dusky purple and white, and I held them to my nose to inhale the sweet scent. “So romantic,” I cooed.
Leo set me down and spun me against the wall. I dragged my hand across his pecs and fingered the curly hairs. Leo’s hands found the back of my head and my ass as he explored my lips and wrestled his tongue into my mouth.
He pulled his head back and held my eyes. My pulse pounded as I met his gaze.
“I love you, River,” he said. “I’ve never felt this way about anyone before, but when I look at you, I know it’s true. I love you, and I’ll always love you.”
I reached up and stroked his cheek. I dragged my fingers through his beard as I worked up the strength to answer, tears dripping down my face. “I love you, Leo. I’ve never felt anything as real as this love.”
It was true. My old relationships were still an important part of my past. I wasn’t about to throw that part of my life in the trash. But those loves were driven by infatuation. The love I felt for Leo grew. It was stronger every day, and I knew that in the years ahead, it would just keep growing.
This love was the love that would last.
We kissed again and stumbled our way to the bed. The rub of Leo’s beard on my face sparked my nerves. The hot, burning friction felt so good. I realized how much I’d missed it, like I missed the relief I knew only he could give me.
Leo tugged off my clothes and laid me on the bed beside a few stray flowers and petals. I landed on the soft, smooth sheets and looked up as candlelight flickered across his features. He tugged off his underwear and took his thick cock in his hands.
“Come here,” I said and pulled him down onto his back. I pressed his chest and climbed on top of him, then wriggled down to take his cock in my hands. There was already a fat drop of white precum waiting at his slit, and I licked it up greedily, eager to taste him.
“You’re my boyfriend,” he said, grinning at me.
I laughed. “Your first boyfriend ever?”
“Since I was a teenager.”
I rubbed his shaft, gripping his rigid length. I loved that our relationship felt new and different to both of us. Even though Leo had his life all figured out and mine was still coming together, when we were with each other, we were in it together.
I wrapped my lips around his cock and dragged them up and down. Leo tangled his hands in my long hair and arched his hips as I worked him. I took my time, savoring each of his groans. I rubbed the light hair that grew on his muscly thighs and huffed in his scent.
My boyfriend quivered in my hands. He reached down, and I realized he was groping for me and grunting my name while his eyes rolled back into his head.
I climbed up and sat on his lap, and our cocks slapped together. I wasn’t as thick as him, but our lengths matched, and I spit in my hand and stroked us both with one firm grip.
“Fuck,” Leo grunted. He jerked his hips again, and I worked our cocks with both hands at once. I could feel him swelling and twitching in my grip, and I gathered our leaking precum to slick us up. “That feels so, so good.”
I leaned forward and held my lips only an inch from his. “I got tested last week,” I whispered.
He jerked his hips again, and I bounced on his lap. “I want to fuck you so bad,” he whispered.
