by Megan Slayer
“You are, because the age thing isn’t a big deal.”
“I was your doctor.” He couldn’t get past Aiden mentioning the concern going beyond him being Len’s physician.
“And you know me.” Len rested his head on Isaac’s shoulder. “Stop worrying about whatever you’re overthinking. You passed the test. You’re in and I’m the deciding vote. Aiden and Matt are happy for us because they see we’re both better together. That’s what matters.”
“That’s true.” If he didn’t get over his fears, he’d lose out on the person he cared about most. “Come here.” He tugged Len onto his lap, straddling him. “How’d things go today at the shelter?”
“Everyone’s fed and two dogs were adopted. The people came through,” Len said. He massaged Isaac’s shoulders. “Our contribution helped, too. Thanks for donating.”
“Any time.” He slid his hands over Len’s ass. “You center me.”
“I do?”
“You remind me what matters.” He kissed Len. “I appreciate it. I need all the centering you can give me.”
“My pleasure,” Len said. “What’s also my pleasure is to make things up to you. You’ve had a stressful day.” He ground on Isaac’s lap. “Let me destress you.”
A groan rumbled in Isaac’s throat and his cock throbbed. Damn. He needed this kind of appreciation. “It’s working.”
Isaac caressed Len’s chest. He pinched Len’s nipples. The more he touched his lover, the more he wanted to keep doing it. Len, so taut and perfect, weathered but sexy, was everything Isaac had ever wanted.
“I wondered if you’d like this,” Len said. “If you’d ever like me.”
“Of course.” He nipped Len’s chest. “I love it.”
“I wasn’t sure we’d get together.” Len curled into him. “Like you’d come to your senses and walk.”
“Never.” The pull was too strong. “I wondered if you’d ever see me as more than your doctor.”
“I couldn’t help myself.” Len scooted off Isaac’s lap and onto the floor. He opened Isaac’s pants. “You’ve seen me in every way. Happy, sad, naked, crushed…”
“Built up again,” Isaac said. “I’ve felt you, too.” He slid down in his seat and loved the passion in Len’s eyes. The scent of Len’s cologne wrapped around him. He was right where he should be—with Len. He caressed Len’s cheek. “No regrets.”
“None?” Len withdrew Isaac’s cock.
“Nope.” He sucked in a ragged breath as chilly air caressed his dick. The tip of his erection shimmered. He craved Len and couldn’t wait for Len to engulf him in his perfect heat. “Do what makes you happy.”
“Of course I will.” Len licked his lips. Fire lit in his eyes. He nuzzled Isaac’s cock, then fondled his balls. Heat enveloped Isaac.
Isaac spread his legs. He needed this more than his next breath.
Len sucked Isaac’s cock to the hilt. Warmth, wet and hard. Len buried his nose in Isaac’s dark curls before he pulled back. He built into a steady rhythm and caressed Isaac with his velvet tongue. He swallowed and hummed. The vibration slid down his spine.
Isaac palmed the back of Len’s head. No way he’d rush this. Even the scrape of Len’s teeth on his shaft was perfect. Something coiled tight in his belly. Orgasm started in his veins. But love with Len was always like this—overwhelming. He moved his hips, giving Len more access. “Len.”
No sound came out, but Len bobbed his head faster and joy sparkled in his eyes. Bliss radiated on his face. His hair tickled Isaac’s belly.
The coil tightened and Isaac’s control held by a thread. He rested his head on the back of the sofa. His thoughts muddled. He tugged lightly on Len’s hair. “Yes.”
Len opened his eyes for a moment. A wicked smile pulled across his lips. He looked so pretty with a cock in his mouth. Len fondled Isaac’s balls.
Isaac’s control shattered. “Fuck me,” he bit out. He jammed his dick in his lover’s mouth.
Len sucked hard, drawing the climax out of Isaac. His balls tingled and he came. He panted. “Oh, my God.” He stared at the ceiling and let go of Len. He’d never be the same. Ever.
“Good?” Len licked him clean. “Yum.”
He focused on his lover and wanted to say something witty, but his words were gone. He sighed.
“I love that contented smile.” Len stood. He wrestled Isaac’s pants off him, then dropped his own trousers. “I need to make love to you.”
“Don’t tell me,” Isaac managed. “Just do it.”
“I will.” Len stroked Isaac’s cock. “Once I get a rubber and lube.”
Details… Isaac sprawled on the couch and gathered his bearings. “Holy shit.” Len had blown his mind again.
Len returned with a condom and the bottle of lube. “I’d keep these in here, but they’d probably be found by those we don’t want to find them.”
“Probably.” He was still reeling, but he knew what Len meant. The dogs got into everything.
Len settled between Isaac’s knees again. He kissed him and stroked Isaac’s now limp dick. “My favorite place is right here with you.”
“Is it?”
“Or in you.” Len grinned. He dribbled lube on his fingers and folded Isaac in half. “I love your ass.”
“Do you?” He wasn’t good at making sense after an orgasm.
“I do.” Len caressed his hole. He massaged the now slick pucker of Isaac’s ass.
Shivers ran through Isaac. “God, I need that.” He’d just come and could do it all over again with a little more coaxing.
Len remained over Isaac and rubbed his hole. “My sexy doctor.” He kissed him again and kept toying with him.
A groan rumbled in him. “Fuck me.” His skin heated and his nipples pebbled.
“Gladly.” He slid his finger into Isaac.
No matter how many times they made love, the burn remained. Each time felt like the first. Isaac groaned again. “Yes.”
Len pulled back. “All mine.”
“I am.” He held on to his knees and bore down on Len. He’d wanted to go slow at other times, but not now. He needed Len to fuck him. “Please?”
Len added more lube. “Relax.”
“Can’t.” He parted his lips. His nerve endings were on fire. “Need you.” The rest of the world seemed to fade away.
“Soon.” Len donned the rubber. “I need to look into your eyes when we do this.” He turned Isaac on the couch, arranging him along the length of the sofa. He folded Isaac in half again and situated himself between Isaac’s legs. He lined his cock up with Isaac’s hole and pushed. In one swift move, he buried himself to the hilt in Isaac.
Isaac moaned. He felt every ripple and nuance of his lover’s cock. Being with Len was so tender, yet could be hard and fast.
Len wound into a steady rhythm, in and out of Isaac.
Isaac was helpless to argue—not that he wanted to put up a fight. He met Len thrust for thrust as best he could. The muscles of his legs twitched and his foot bobbed. He gritted his teeth.
“Yes, babe. Ride my dick and get yourself off again. Do it,” Len murmured. He increased his pace. “Fuck, this feels good.”
Isaac groaned. He had no control and his every last thought belonged to Len. His boyfriend owned his heart and knew how to play his body. The springs squeaked and each push ripped the breath from Isaac’s chest. He didn’t care. He was at Len’s command. He pinched one of Len’s nipples.
“Oh, fuck yeah.” Len parted his lips. His brow crinkled and he stared into Isaac’s eyes. Perspiration shimmered on his chest. He panted.
“Can’t hold back.” The orgasm wound up just as fast as the first time. Isaac writhed beneath Len. He’d been imprinted by him.
“Fuck.” Len arched his back and tipped his head. He closed his eyes as he growled and pushed himself to the hilt in Isaac. His cock throbbed as he came. “Holy God damn.” He continued to thrust, but slowed his pace.
Isaac shivered and sagged on the cushions. His world see
med to tip on its axis. He didn’t care. He loved being right here beneath Len. Neither he nor Len spoke for a long moment. Instead, Isaac basked in their closeness. He draped his arms around Len and relaxed.
“I can’t think straight.” Len focused on Isaac. “I’ve never been this tired, but this happy in my life.”
Isaac panted. “Might be because you’ve the best at good stress relief.” Len had wrung him out, too.
“Yeah.” Len stretched out on top of him on the sofa. “Damn.” He kissed Isaac’s throat. “Stay tonight. Stay forever.”
“I’d planned on spending the weekend with you.” He liked waking up to Len beside him. But staying forever? Was Len kidding? Still caught up in the rush of orgasm and saying things he didn’t mean?
“Move in with me.”
“What?” Len had to be joking.
Len pulled out. “I’m serious.”
“I’m sure you are.” Kind of. He sat up and stared at Len. “Are you positive?”
“I am.” Len helped Isaac to his feet. “If I wasn’t sure, I wouldn’t have asked. I don’t just every guy I know to move in with me.”
“I know.” He bit back his shame for doubting. “It’s…” He hadn’t expected Len to ask him. Hadn’t thought they’d be to this point this fast.
“If it’s too much, then tell me.” Len scrubbed his forehead with the back of his hand. “I never thought I’d feel complete again. That I’d have a love like I did with Keye. This isn’t like with Keye, though. It’s different, because it’s a love I never thought was possible, and I’m glad.”
“Len?” Love? Did they feel the same? He wouldn’t move in with a man who didn’t love him.
“I can’t see my life without you.” Len grasped Isaac’s hand. “I’ve never been in this deep and in love. Keye was my partner then and I wouldn’t trade that time for the world. You’re my partner now. I love you and treasure what we have.”
“You do?” His voice clogged in his throat. His dreams were coming true.
“Without a doubt.” Len tugged Isaac close and rested his forehead against Isaac’s. “Be my swim partner, my boyfriend, lover, and love me.”
“Yes.” He didn’t need to think this through. He didn’t question his heart. “I’ve got six months on my lease.”
“Don’t sweat it. We’ll figure that out.”
He nodded. “What about Ollie? I don’t want to leave him.”
“What about him?”
“Cissy?” If the dog and cat didn’t get along, they’d have problems.
“She won’t care. She loves visiting the cats at the shelter.” Len slid his palms over Isaac’s bare ass. “I’ve thought about getting a cat. We’ll try it out and work with them.”
“You’re sure?” He needed to know.
“Positive.”
“We’ll get him in the morning.”
“After a swim?” Len asked. “I won’t turn down a reason to see you in those swim trunks.”
“Yes.” He kissed Len hard. For the first time in his life, he was loved and wanted. He wasn’t ready to admit out loud that he loved Len, but he did love him. He needed more time, but he’d have it if they lived together. Len was willing to take a chance on him and he loved Len more than he’d ever thought possible. They had time to grow and learn each other in a way that’d make their relationship stronger. He couldn’t wait to get started.
* * * *
Isaac set Ollie’s food dish on the top of the cat tree and poured food into the bowl. He hadn’t been sure that Ollie would like the move. Twice in a six-month period was a lot to ask of an animal. Instead of being stressed, Ollie acted like he owned the condo. He preened on his cat tree and sunbathed in the front window. Len had even insisted on buying and installing a special perch for Ollie there.
“I think he’s happy,” Len said. He petted the cat. “Ollie’s a good boy.”
“He is.” He closed the plastic container he kept the cat food in and placed it on the counter. Isaac had no reservations about moving in with Len, but he’d worried about the animals. Now, he had no cares in the world.
“I’m glad you’re here.” Len gathered Isaac’s hands in his. “Happy?”
“I am.” He’d settled into a nice routine—he worked at the clinic, came home to Len, spent time at the swim complex with him and ran laps during the weekends and his short days. They walked the dogs every night and he couldn’t ask for more. Dorian liked Len and Aiden liked him. The situation was better than he’d ever planned.
Isaac’s phone rang and he tensed.
“I’d say don’t answer it, but it could be important,” Len said. “Go. I don’t mind.”
“I’ll check first.” He needed to change the ringtone to differentiate the important calls from the junk ones. He checked the screen. Jake, his ex-boyfriend. “Hello?”
“Isaac,” Jake said. “You never showed up at the clubs.”
“I know.” He placed his hand over the receiver and spoke to Len. “It’s nothing.”
Len shrugged. He put the cat food away, then wandered out to the living room.
Isaac walked to the sliding door and let Stan out. He stood on the back porch while Stan inspected the spring flowers in the beds lining the fence. Isaac focused on the call. “Why are you trying to contact me?”
“I can’t call a friend?” Jake asked.
“Not when you told me to drop dead.”
“It was a joke.” Jake laughed. “I did ask you to come to the clubs and you said you would. You never did.”
“You and I split and I’m not a club kind of guy,” Isaac said. “I’m sorry, but I’ve had to grow up.”
“You don’t have to be an adult all the time.”
“Yeah, I do.” He watched Stan chase an errant leaf across the backyard. “Sorry.”
“What are you doing? Dating the old guy? He’s old enough to be your dad. That’s gross,” Jake said.
“He’s my boyfriend.”
“Christ. He’s ancient,” Jake said. “Do you realize he’s old?”
“He’s my boyfriend, so yes, I know his age and no, I don’t mind.” He groaned. “Who I’m with isn’t your business.”
“No?” Jake’s voice cracked.
“Jake, why are you doing this? You could have any guy you want. I’m sure you met someone that night at the clubs and had a ball,” Isaac said. “I’m not important to you. Are you trying to fuck up my life? It’s not working, but kudos for the effort.”
“Jesus.”
He rolled his eyes. He’d argued with Jake enough during their relationship. “I’m out.”
“How can you love that guy?” Jake begged. “Money?”
“How about I love him? That’s enough.” He’d never get enough of saying those words out loud. He loved Len.
“Love? That old guy?” Jake snorted. “So you can have his money when he’s dead.”
“Stop.” He didn’t want to think about life without Len. They’d just gotten the relationship solidified.
“Because he’s so good in the sack? Is that it?”
“Enough.”
“I can’t let you make a mistake with your life. You should be with me,” Jake said.
“No.”
“Isaac.”
“We split and I love Len. Accept it,” Isaac said. “Leave me alone.” He didn’t give Jake a chance to argue. Instead, he hung up, then blocked Jake’s number. A dull ache started behind his eyes.
“Are you okay?” Len asked.
“Yeah.” He tucked the phone into his back pocket and followed Stan and Len into the house. “He’s a happy dog when he’s outside, but he loves to be inside, too.”
“Some men are like that, too.” Len held Isaac’s hand. His voice remained calm and even. Concern filled his eyes. “Are you okay?”
“I don’t love him,” Isaac said. “Not a bit.” He wasn’t sure why he felt the need to say that, but he couldn’t stop the words from tumbling out.
“I heard,” Len said.
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br /> “And?” He hated fear, but he wasn’t sure what Len would say. He knew his feelings, but he hadn’t admitted to Len that he loved him. Not yet. He wasn’t ashamed of his feelings, though. He loved his boyfriend.
“Tell me how you feel,” Len said. “Be honest.”
“I love you.” He couldn’t stop now if he tried. “It’s been the best three months of my life and it seems like we’ve been together for longer than that. I never would’ve moved in with you if I didn’t love you. You have my heart in your hands. I trust you with my body, soul and life. I’m the best me because I have you.”
Len’s eyes shimmered. “Isaac?”
“I don’t blurt this kind of thing out. I have a reason for finally telling you how I feel. I care and I’m devoted to you.” He smoothed his hands over Len’s chest. “We’re together. That’s the best.”
“Love you, too.”
He had everything he needed.
Len kissed him. “I wish we hadn’t waited so long to get together.”
“It happened for a reason.” And he had no regrets.
Stan barked and Cissy joined in. Isaac tensed again. “Now what?”
“They’re at the front window. Ollie just bolted from the living room.” Len ventured into the front room. “We have a guest.” He opened the door, but left the screen door in place. “Hi.”
Isaac noted the person on the front porch. “Brandon.” Good God. Did everyone want to interrupt them?
“May I come in?” Brandon folded his arms.
“What’s wrong?” Isaac asked. He wasn’t in the mood to put up with Brandon or his attitude.
“Do you live here?” Brandon asked. “Did you move in?”
“I did,” Isaac said.
“There isn’t a mandate as to who can live here or with me,” Len said. He kept the screen door latched. “I own my own home and I have read the by-laws.”
There are issues in the by-laws? Isaac massaged his forehead. The ache intensified. The housing development could probably set rules as to who lived where, but if he and Len weren’t doing anything illegal, then what did him living there matter?
“I just thought we had something,” Brandon said. “You and me.”
