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"Nate…" Joe began only to
stop the words frozen in his throat when Nate placed his hand on his chest
over his heart. The touch of Nate's hand on his bare flesh brought another
part of him to life instantly. Joe inhaled deeply as his cock filled up,
praying that Nate didn't notice the growing tent in the blankets.
"Ssshhh, you need to be
quiet."
Joe watched Nate as his
eyes closed and he seemed to be concentrating on what he was doing. He could
feel the skin under Nate's hand heat up but not uncomfortably so. It
actually felt kind of nice.
Nate suddenly inhaled.
His eyes popped open to look up at Joe in surprise, sudden heat filling his
eyes. "Joe," he whispered. It had been hard to reach Joe's emotions and sort
them out, harder than he had ever encountered before, but when he finally
had Nate had been filled with rolling hot lust and desire. Joe's emotions
were practically on fire and Nate wanted nothing more than to climb inside
of Joe and be warmed by that fire.
Joe gently cupped Nate's
cheek in his hand as he looked deep into his eyes. "What am I feeling,
baby?"
"You… you want me?" Nate
asked breathlessly as if he couldn't believe the emotions he was getting
from Joe.
"Oh yeah," Joe whispered
back letting Nate see his emotions in his eyes. "Does that bother you?" If
Nate didn't want him, now was the time to say something… anything, to keep
him from taking the little man.
"Even knowing… even
knowing what I am? You still want me?" Nate's voice was filled with
disbelief and uncertainty.
"Yes." One word, one
simple word… how could one simple word fill Nate with such joy and happiness
and scare him out of his mind at the same time? Would Joe still feel the
same if he knew everything?
"Joe… I haven't told you
everything. How can you feel this way? You don't even know me. I could be
some horrible person or an axe murderer for all you know."
"Are you?" Joe asked with
a small smirk.
"Am I what?" Nate was so
caught up in his thoughts he lost track of the conversation.
"Are you an axe
murderer?"
"No! Of course not!" Nate
exclaimed sitting up on his knees facing Joe. Joe just scooted back to lean
against the headboard, chuckling at the outraged look on Nate's face.
"Well, see, not a problem
then."
"But… but… I haven't told
you… you don't know…" Nate stammered.
Joe grabbed Nate's hands
in his. "Nate, I don't care. Do you understand? I don't care. Even if you
were an axe murderer, I wouldn't care. I'd insist on some serious therapy
but other than that, unless you tell me you don't want me, the rest doesn't
matter to me."
Nate could tell that Joe
was telling him the truth. He could feel it. "But don't you want to know…"
"Come here, baby." Joe
held his arms out to Nate, careful to keep the sheet pulled up to cover his
naked groin.
Nate slowly crawled over
to lean against Joe. He let out a small yelp of surprise when Joe lifted him
up to straddle his thighs, pulling his face down to his. His legs slid down
to rest on the mattress on each side of Joe's warm body.
Joe took Nate's face in
his hands. "I just need to know one thing from you. Do you want me? Do you
feel anything for me at all?"
"Ye…sss," Nate moaned
out, his eyes falling closed. "But there's so much you don't know."
"That's the only thing I
need to know. You will tell me the rest when you're ready. I know this is
sudden but I felt a connection to you the minute I saw you. It's only
getting stronger the more I'm with you. I'm not one to sit around and wait
for things to happen. If I see something I want, I'm going to go after it.
And I want you!"
To drive home his words
Joe leaned up and took Nate's lips with his, his tongue fighting its way in,
demanding entrance. As Nate opened his mouth allowing him in, Joe began
exploring with his tongue, feeling every inch of Nate's mouth.
His hands moved down
Nate's face, tracing across his naked shoulders and back to grab his hips,
pressing Nate's erection against his. Joe bent his knees slightly against
Nate's back, pushing down again on his hips as he moved his body up, humping
himself against Nate.
Nate's emotions were in
overdrive. He could feel the touch of Joe's hands on his hips, his knees at
his back, the hard cock underneath him grinding against his. The desire and
caring coming off of Joe swirled around him in one big red haze. It was
addictive.
He wanted more. Burying
his hands in Joe's long black hair he pressed their chests together, moving
his hips against Joe's.
"Joe," Nate whispered
desperately against his lips. He was frantic. He could feel something
coming, something building in Joe and himself but he didn't know what it
was. It frightened him, this unknown feeling.
"It's okay, baby. Let it
happen. I'll be here to catch you." Joe watched in awe as Nate's eyes glazed
over, his head falling back as he cried out. Reaching between them Joe
shoved his hand under the waistband of Nate's pajamas, grabbing his
throbbing cock just as he exploded, filling Joe's hand with thick ropes of
white cum.
The sound and smell of
Nate finding his pleasure tipped Joe over the edge and he let out his own
roar, drenching the sheet between their bodies. His orgasm seemed to go on
and on as he was filled with a red haze, Nate at the center.
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