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."I wantto be with you, just like this.And this is pretty much all I have togive.""I disagree.I think you have a lot to give." I stroked his back."ButI know.I get it." I hated the Senator more than ever then, formaking Jonathan choose between his true self and his family.Or,let's face it, Richard Granger was trying to make Jonathanchoose between me and his family, and that was really not fair."Ican be patient.Seeing you stand up to your father just now, Iknow how hard that must have been for you.""Yeah.You've already been so patient."I laughed softly in an effort to lighten the mood.I held Jonathanand gave his shoulders a squeeze."Despite my better judgment,I like you a lot.I like spending time with you too.Look, I know thisis hard.It can take time.You think I didn't shit a wall's worth ofbricks before I came out to my mother? And Mom is totally coolwith everything.She's never been anything but supportive of me.Ithink I could have told her I wanted to have sex with a rhinocerosand she would have hugged me and told me she loved me nomatter what.And still I fretted over it.This thing with your dadmust be a thousand times worse.What you just did was reallybrave.So take all the time you need.""I don't deserve you," he said."Probably not."Jonathan pulled away slightly and lifted his head up.He kissedme so sweetly my heart ached.Then he whispered, "Take me tobed.Make love to me.I need you right now." "Are you sure?""Yes.Please?"I stood and let Jonathan lead me back to the bedroom.Without a word, Jonathan undressed and then undressed me.Helooked at me, his gaze traveling from my chest, across mycollarbone, then up to my face.Our eyes met and I could see allof the anguish in his, his shame and his pain and the untenableposition he'd been put in.He leaned up and kissed me.I pulledhim into my arms and pressed our bodies together, holding himtightly as we stood at the foot of my bed.I wanted him and Iwanted for this to be okay and I wanted for him to be happy.He pulled away, then sat on the bed.He grabbed my arms andpulled me down with him.I straddled him.He leaned up andkissed me again.Then he kissed my cheek, my jaw, my neck.Hewhispered my name.His breath was hot against my skin.Itangled my fingers in his hair, and he licked and bit meaggressively, his teeth scraping against my chest.I couldn't have stopped us if I'd wanted to.My body bent towardshis as he slowly devoured me.I didn't just want him, I needed him.I needed to feel that physical connection to him, I needed to beinside him, I needed him around me.I ran my hands across hisshoulders and felt his smooth skin, so familiar to me now.I knewwhere that birthmark on his back was, knew where each of hisscars was, knew how each of his imperfections came together tomake one perfect whole, and I wanted to be a part of it, to be apart of him.I gently pushed him back onto the bed so that he was lying flat onhis back.I ran my hands down his chest, grazing my palms overthe hairs there, over his nipples, over his abs.I guessed, based on the way his back curved like a bow off the bed, on the way hishard red cock rested on his belly, that he needed me just asbadly as I needed him.I grabbed what I needed from the bedsidedrawer, and then I dove, tasting the skin of his chest, licking andkissing the long line of his torso, the curve of his hip, the base ofhis cock.I took him into my mouth as I prepared him for ourcoupling, as I pressed my fingers inside him and felt thebeginnings of that connection.This was not merely aboutsensation or about getting off anymore, but about somethingbigger than each of us.He keened and moaned, grasping at my hair as my tonguetraveled the length of his cock.He whispered my name again,then started to repeat it over and over again.Then he yanked onmy hair hard enough that it hurt.I let go of his cock and looked upat him to figure out what he was doing.He moved quickly andkissed me, then pushed me onto my back.He rolled the condomon me, then straddled my hips.Before I could react, he wassinking onto me and I was at long last sliding inside him.I groaned as I felt that tightness.He closed his eyes tightly for amoment, but I could see it the second things eased from the initialpain into something far more pleasurable.He propped his handson my chest and began to move, controlling the pace.Allsensation seemed concentrated in that place where our bodiesmet, as his body surrounded and squeezed me.I wanted to touchhim everywhere.I ran my hands all over every bit of skin I could,over his shoulders, down his arms, across his chest.I wrapped ahand around his cock and stroked it as he slid on and off me.Hewas so beautiful, the way his back arched away, the way his lipsparted, the way his Adam's apple bobbed in the long column ofhis throat as he sighed and moaned.I wanted us to be closer, so I pushed my knees up, then pulled him down so that my arms were around him and our cheststouched.I felt his heart beating, could feel that irregular pulsemoving through his body.I pushed inside him, sliding in and out,letting those sensations travel the length of me, the length of mycock and of my whole body, electrical pulses making my skin feelalive.He kissed me and pushed against me over and over.Thenhe groaned and I felt his cock jerk in my hand just before he camebetween us.I managed to roll us over so that I was on top againwithout leaving his body, without breaking that connection, and Ifelt like I was fighting against the tide of my own orgasm, buildingwith aching slowness until I was half desperate and crying out hisname and finally coming inside him.LATER, I lay on top of him, feeling thoroughly spent and slightlyuncomfortable but liking how our bodies pressed together.Hesighed and put his arms around my shoulders."Were you just speaking hypothetically earlier when you referredto me as your boyfriend?" I asked.The question had beennagging at me since the capacity for rational thought hadreturned post-orgasm.I propped myself up on my elbows so that I could look down athim.His nose was scrunched up in an exaggerated way, likemaybe he was having trouble making his brain recollect thingsthat had happened further back than the last half hour."Uh, when Iwas talking to my father?""Yeah.""I don't know.I think so.Or not." He kneaded at my shouldermuscles."I guess I kind of think of you as my boyfriend." "I want to be your boyfriend.""That's good."I shifted slightly and pressed my cheek against Jonathan's.Iwhispered in his ear, "You know what else I want?""What?""I want to take you out every night too.I want to be outside wherethe lights are bright and hold your hand and kiss you in public." Isighed."I want everything with you." And that was a pretty scarytruth.Given what a mess my break up with Aaron had left me, itwas terrifying to get involved with someone again so soon.Andeven then, the stakes were so much higher here, the odds of itending badly really high.I felt dampness against my cheek and knew he was crying again.I figured he wouldn't want me to acknowledge it, so I didn't reallyreact besides to hold him tighter.We stayed quiet for a long time.Eventually, he sniffed."I'm sorry," he said."It's okay, J [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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."I wantto be with you, just like this.And this is pretty much all I have togive.""I disagree.I think you have a lot to give." I stroked his back."ButI know.I get it." I hated the Senator more than ever then, formaking Jonathan choose between his true self and his family.Or,let's face it, Richard Granger was trying to make Jonathanchoose between me and his family, and that was really not fair."Ican be patient.Seeing you stand up to your father just now, Iknow how hard that must have been for you.""Yeah.You've already been so patient."I laughed softly in an effort to lighten the mood.I held Jonathanand gave his shoulders a squeeze."Despite my better judgment,I like you a lot.I like spending time with you too.Look, I know thisis hard.It can take time.You think I didn't shit a wall's worth ofbricks before I came out to my mother? And Mom is totally coolwith everything.She's never been anything but supportive of me.Ithink I could have told her I wanted to have sex with a rhinocerosand she would have hugged me and told me she loved me nomatter what.And still I fretted over it.This thing with your dadmust be a thousand times worse.What you just did was reallybrave.So take all the time you need.""I don't deserve you," he said."Probably not."Jonathan pulled away slightly and lifted his head up.He kissedme so sweetly my heart ached.Then he whispered, "Take me tobed.Make love to me.I need you right now." "Are you sure?""Yes.Please?"I stood and let Jonathan lead me back to the bedroom.Without a word, Jonathan undressed and then undressed me.Helooked at me, his gaze traveling from my chest, across mycollarbone, then up to my face.Our eyes met and I could see allof the anguish in his, his shame and his pain and the untenableposition he'd been put in.He leaned up and kissed me.I pulledhim into my arms and pressed our bodies together, holding himtightly as we stood at the foot of my bed.I wanted him and Iwanted for this to be okay and I wanted for him to be happy.He pulled away, then sat on the bed.He grabbed my arms andpulled me down with him.I straddled him.He leaned up andkissed me again.Then he kissed my cheek, my jaw, my neck.Hewhispered my name.His breath was hot against my skin.Itangled my fingers in his hair, and he licked and bit meaggressively, his teeth scraping against my chest.I couldn't have stopped us if I'd wanted to.My body bent towardshis as he slowly devoured me.I didn't just want him, I needed him.I needed to feel that physical connection to him, I needed to beinside him, I needed him around me.I ran my hands across hisshoulders and felt his smooth skin, so familiar to me now.I knewwhere that birthmark on his back was, knew where each of hisscars was, knew how each of his imperfections came together tomake one perfect whole, and I wanted to be a part of it, to be apart of him.I gently pushed him back onto the bed so that he was lying flat onhis back.I ran my hands down his chest, grazing my palms overthe hairs there, over his nipples, over his abs.I guessed, based on the way his back curved like a bow off the bed, on the way hishard red cock rested on his belly, that he needed me just asbadly as I needed him.I grabbed what I needed from the bedsidedrawer, and then I dove, tasting the skin of his chest, licking andkissing the long line of his torso, the curve of his hip, the base ofhis cock.I took him into my mouth as I prepared him for ourcoupling, as I pressed my fingers inside him and felt thebeginnings of that connection.This was not merely aboutsensation or about getting off anymore, but about somethingbigger than each of us.He keened and moaned, grasping at my hair as my tonguetraveled the length of his cock.He whispered my name again,then started to repeat it over and over again.Then he yanked onmy hair hard enough that it hurt.I let go of his cock and looked upat him to figure out what he was doing.He moved quickly andkissed me, then pushed me onto my back.He rolled the condomon me, then straddled my hips.Before I could react, he wassinking onto me and I was at long last sliding inside him.I groaned as I felt that tightness.He closed his eyes tightly for amoment, but I could see it the second things eased from the initialpain into something far more pleasurable.He propped his handson my chest and began to move, controlling the pace.Allsensation seemed concentrated in that place where our bodiesmet, as his body surrounded and squeezed me.I wanted to touchhim everywhere.I ran my hands all over every bit of skin I could,over his shoulders, down his arms, across his chest.I wrapped ahand around his cock and stroked it as he slid on and off me.Hewas so beautiful, the way his back arched away, the way his lipsparted, the way his Adam's apple bobbed in the long column ofhis throat as he sighed and moaned.I wanted us to be closer, so I pushed my knees up, then pulled him down so that my arms were around him and our cheststouched.I felt his heart beating, could feel that irregular pulsemoving through his body.I pushed inside him, sliding in and out,letting those sensations travel the length of me, the length of mycock and of my whole body, electrical pulses making my skin feelalive.He kissed me and pushed against me over and over.Thenhe groaned and I felt his cock jerk in my hand just before he camebetween us.I managed to roll us over so that I was on top againwithout leaving his body, without breaking that connection, and Ifelt like I was fighting against the tide of my own orgasm, buildingwith aching slowness until I was half desperate and crying out hisname and finally coming inside him.LATER, I lay on top of him, feeling thoroughly spent and slightlyuncomfortable but liking how our bodies pressed together.Hesighed and put his arms around my shoulders."Were you just speaking hypothetically earlier when you referredto me as your boyfriend?" I asked.The question had beennagging at me since the capacity for rational thought hadreturned post-orgasm.I propped myself up on my elbows so that I could look down athim.His nose was scrunched up in an exaggerated way, likemaybe he was having trouble making his brain recollect thingsthat had happened further back than the last half hour."Uh, when Iwas talking to my father?""Yeah.""I don't know.I think so.Or not." He kneaded at my shouldermuscles."I guess I kind of think of you as my boyfriend." "I want to be your boyfriend.""That's good."I shifted slightly and pressed my cheek against Jonathan's.Iwhispered in his ear, "You know what else I want?""What?""I want to take you out every night too.I want to be outside wherethe lights are bright and hold your hand and kiss you in public." Isighed."I want everything with you." And that was a pretty scarytruth.Given what a mess my break up with Aaron had left me, itwas terrifying to get involved with someone again so soon.Andeven then, the stakes were so much higher here, the odds of itending badly really high.I felt dampness against my cheek and knew he was crying again.I figured he wouldn't want me to acknowledge it, so I didn't reallyreact besides to hold him tighter.We stayed quiet for a long time.Eventually, he sniffed."I'm sorry," he said."It's okay, J [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]