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“Mmm…I won’t. I love you, and I’m going to fucking show you.” I squeezed his hands for a moment before sliding down his body, dragging my hands along all that bare skin of his chest and sides. I rubbed his hairy legs before leaning over and lapping at the crown of his dick, ready to get right to the heart of the showing part.
“Zig…”
“Yeah. Just enjoy this.” I sucked his cock like a strawberry lemonade popsicle. Up and down, using my tongue, hollowing my cheeks. Lots of slurping noise echoing through the room. I paused only long enough to lap his balls. I massaged them with my fingers while I worshipped his beautiful, hard cock with my mouth. Coleman added the sounds of his moans to the music of the blow job. An erotic sympathy that I loved. I hoped the encore would be slapping skin as I fucked him senseless.
My cock was so fucking hard, after thinking about fucking him, I had to have it. I pulled away and jumped off the bed.
“Hey! Where you going?” Coleman propped himself up on one elbow to watch me.
“Getting lube. I need to be inside you. Like now.”
“Okay. I can get behind that.”
“No, I’m getting behind that.” I pointed to him, then opened his suitcase and pulled out his toiletry bag. “You better have lube in here. Oh, and no more fucking condoms. You know I tested going in and coming out of rehab.”
“I tested while you were in there.”
He didn’t need to say anything else. We’d thought about this, and neither of us had been with any other partners in the two-plus years that we’d been messing around with this thing.This thing. It was a relationship. And one that I wanted. I’d done a lot of thinking about that over the past month or so. “I’m ready.” I meant so much in those two words. But I grabbed the lube and stalked across the room.
“Me too.” Coleman lay back on the bed and spread his legs.
“This is going to be so good.”
I worked him open, taking my time, rubbing lube on up my cock, and lined him up. This time when I pushed into Coleman’s hole, it was so much more than fucking. I was completely sober. Completely sound. And completely in love.
Once I was fully seated, I leaned down and took his mouth. He tasted sweet, like the soda he’d drank in the car on the way here. But behind that was something warm, like spiced honey. It was something I recognized was how he always tasted. Maybe it was his toothpaste, but why hadn’t I realized it before? I didn’t know or care. I only wanted more of it. I wanted to taste his flavor every day for the rest of my fucking life.
I didn’t know how to say that to him, but I could fucking show him…by fucking him like he’d never been fucked before. With love. I snickered at that thought.
“What?” Coleman dug a hand into my hair.
“I’m getting sappy.”
He winked at me. “I like a sappy Ziggy.”
“Do you, now? How do you like this?” I flexed my hips, pulling out, slamming back in.
Coleman closed his eyes and moaned. “More. I’d like more of that.”
“You got it, babe.”
I played with my rhythm between fast and slow and something in between, and Coleman danced to the beat. He wiggled andthrust, moving his body in time with mine. It was a song I wanted to play over and over again. Making love with Coleman was a work of art.
He reached up and tweaked one of my nipples. His other hand was gripping his cock between us. I wanted to see him come apart but feared I was going first. When he pinched it again, I knew it. I felt it in my dick and balls and up my spine. I exploded into his warm heat that gripped me better than any hand. “Feels so good, gah…” Oh yeah, I saw the entire universe of stars.
But Coleman’s grunting brought me back to earth, and I peered down at him in time to see his face scrunch up and cum eased out over the grip of his knuckles.
“Love your cum-face, Cole.”
He laughed. “Yeah? Well, feeling you like this made me come hard and fast.”
“So you like no condoms?”
He shook his head. “No. Love it.”
I swooped down for a quick kiss. “Me too.”
The week after Christmas, we were in our studio in Miami. I felt so much better. But I was still nowhere near ready to record. Instead, we’d invited Bramble Punk to come in and maybe lay down some new tracks since they’d finished the rest of our tour with Blacksmith Sugar. And guess who showed up with them?
