by Jerry Cole
Eric could feel himself getting aroused again. Kyron’s rough chest was rubbing against his cock and he liked the feel of his tongue over Eric’s skin. He ran his hands over Kyron’s head.
“No regrets this time?”
“No, none.” Kyron lifted his head. “Not after what I saw.”
“Is this why you’re so tensed up?”
“Yep.” Kyron crawled up Eric’s body and kissed him, Eric tasting their mixed tastes in on his tongue. “I just wanted to know that you were really here.”
“I’m here.” Eric stroked his cheek. “And the case is over now. Nothing to regret anymore.”
Kyron sighed, resting his forehead against Eric’s.
“I guess this means something’s going to happen between us. I’ve been out of the dating game a while.”
Eric found himself laughing.
“I think we’ve got past dating.”
“No shit.” Kyron kissed him. “And I’ve not actually dated a guy before. Not romantically.”
“Seriously?”
“Yes.” Kyron sighed. “I know I’m attracted to guys, but I’ve not taken the leap beyond initial attraction.” He smiled. “You’re the first.”
That felt like an honor. Eric shifted Kyron off him, Kyron shifting up the bed. Eric sat astride him, Kyron’s half-erect cock twitching against his thigh as it came back to life. He spread his hands over Kyron’s chest.
“We’ve never done anything normal, have we?”
“Nope.” Kyron started stroking Eric’s cock. “Think you can handle that?”
“How long did you have in mind?”
“The next fifty years?”
Eric smiled. He leaned over and kissed him, thrusting into Kyron’s hand.
“I think I can manage that.”
