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“You’ll have more control this way.” Robby tugged his arm, and he settled on top as commanded.
Robby reached behind him, slathered more oil on his dick, and pointed it at Matt’s opening. “Slide down slowly.”
He didn’t think…he just moved. Robby held completely still, except for the hand gliding over his shaft. And it was so much better. In this position, the fullness didn’t hurt.
He swiveled his hips, and the feeling rocked him to the core.
“Yes, baby. Take what you want.”
And he did. Leaning forward, he blanketed Robby’s body with his own, his slick dick sandwiched between his stomach and Robby’s. Twin points of pleasure sent his body into overdrive, his frenzied movements stimulating his own cock while swallowing Robby’s inside him.
He burrowed his face into Robby’s neck, breathing in the smell that was uniquely his. “I’m gonna—”
Robby clutched his thighs, slamming himself upward. Hitting the perfect spot. Once. Twice.
He shouted as he came, and in just seconds, Robby’s body went rigid beneath him, signaling his own orgasm. Collapsing into a heap, he lay on top of the other man until he realized he was probably crushing him. He only managed to slide a few inches to the right to curl up next to his lover’s sweat-soaked skin.
Robby kissed the top of his head, and within moments, Matt fell into the oblivion of well-earned sleep.
***
Robby
As Matt’s spent body curled against him, Robby granted himself five minutes to bask in the joy of the moment before sliding out of the bed. He yanked off the condom, tied the end, and dropped it into the garbage can just inside the bathroom.
He waited until he closed the door before he turned on the light. His skin was sticky and his body sore in all the right places. It had been years since the last time he’d flexed some of those muscles. Though if he was lucky, he’d be using them again very soon.
Flipping on the spray, he stepped into the shower, hopping back when he realized the water wasn’t heated yet. But the warm up happened fast, and soon, the hot stream enveloped him.
As he hung his head forward, water sluiced over his short hair, down his neck, and over his chest. He grabbed the soap, turning it over in his hands, and built a lather he spread over his skin. Thankfully, the massage oil he used was water-soluble, so it washed away without too much scrubbing.
Matt would need to shower too.
His heart thumped in his chest as he thought about the trust and responsiveness his partner had shown him tonight. Every order obeyed, every request between them, honored.
Except one.
He sighed. Sooner or later he’d have to face that demon, but not tonight. Matt would have too many questions, and the answers would lead nowhere good.
It was bad enough he knew about the addiction. It would only be worse when he knew the reasons for it.
Of course, he’d have to share the details of his history with Matt at some point. The broad strokes he’d offered had seemed to be enough, but Matt deserved to know everything. The only problem…no one who really knew him ever wanted him for long. And there was no one who knewallof his secrets. He should’ve considered this before now, but he’d really never let himself believe they could be together this way.
Fantasies were one thing. In fantasies, he never had to worry about getting triggered by fingers in his hair or who knew what else he had lurking beneath the veil of his subconscious. In fantasies, he never had to worry about what he looked like naked when the lights were on or whether he’d have the nerve to answer hard questions with the truth if Matt ever thought to ask them.
Tonight, he kept things as close to the perfection of his dreams as he could. And hands down, it had been the best sexual experience of his life. Not because Matt let him top; he’d topped before. It was no guarantee of control. To be sure, his partner had all of the control tonight. One word from him and everything would’ve stopped or changed course to please him.
No, he loved the experience because Matt let him worship his body. And Robby did it because he wanted to. It wasn’t a transaction or exchange. He needed absolutely nothing in return.
Oh, but hewantedplenty. He wanted more kisses. More bouquets of flowers. More opportunities to see the desire and easy affection in Matt’s eyes when he looked at him.
He wanted to dance in the man’s arms. Slow dance, not the bump and grind stuff he did at Nitro.
He wanted to snuggle together on the sofa and watch scary movies on Netflix. Unwrap presents together on Christmas morning. Hold hands in the park at sunset.
The longing for it all overwhelmed him.
But for those things to happen, he had to give Matt a chance to make an informed choice. As amazing as this night was, he’d taken a shortcut to get here. Until he bared his secrets, the best he could get would be for Matt to fall in love with a lie.
