After dinner, we move to the living room each with a bottle of beer.I sink into the couch, crossing my ankle over my knee.My arm hanging casually over the back of the couch.Caleb settles next to me on the couch, closer than usual.The warmth of his body radiates against my side, and I have to resist the urge to lean into him.We sip our beers in comfortable silence for a few moments before Caleb speaks.
"Cole," he says softly, turning to face me.His eyes are dark, intense.I turn facing him, my beer between my spread knees so I have something to stop my hands from touching him.
"I want you to know how much these past few weeks have meant to me.Your patience, your understanding...it's been everything."I nod, not trusting my voice.Caleb sets his beer bottle down and takes mine, placing it on the coffee table.Then he reaches for my hand, intertwining our fingers and staring at them a moment before he lifts his head again.
"I know things have been complicated," he continues."But I need you to know that my feelings for you haven't changed."My heart races as Caleb's thumb traces gentle circles on my palm.Feelings?I'm too afraid to ask what he means by that.My mind is racing in too many directions to keep track of right now.
I finally find my voice, but Caleb stops me from speaking by gently placing his finger on my lips."Shh," he whispers, moving in closer, his lips claim mine in a gentle kiss.It's only a whisper and I melt into him with a sigh.I have been desperate to feel him again.
This time is different from any of our past kisses though, slower and more purposeful.Caleb takes his time, enjoying the taste of my mouth, his tongue playfully teasing and exploring.I give in to him completely, any thought of holding back disappearing as my mind goes blank.
I weave my fingers in his silky hair as a soft moan escapes me.Caleb groans softly, the sound vibrating through me and going straight to my cock.He pulls me closer until I’m straddling his lap, our bodies pressed together."Cole," Caleb murmurs against my lips, his voice husky with desire.His hands roam down my back, leaving trails of fire in their wake.I arch into his touch, my hips canting for friction against the confines of my jeans.
Caleb pulls back breathing heavily.“Cole I want you so fucking bad right now, but we need to slow down.”I nod, trying to catch my breath.
"You're right," I pant."We should take things slow."But my body has other ideas as I grind into Caleb’s hard dick, kissing and licking his neck.He chuckles softly, moving my head up so we are face to face and resting his forehead against mine.
"You're not making this easy," he murmurs.
"Sorry," I say, not feeling sorry at all.I trail my fingers along his jaw, reveling in the slight stubble there."It's just...I've wanted this for so long."Caleb's eyes darken.
"God, Cole.The things you do to me..."He groans, his hands reach down to cup my ass and pull me close."I want to savor every moment with you.Learn every inch of you."A shiver runs down my spine.“But not tonight.”He says lifting me off his lap.
I groan in protest “Now who's making things hard.”I grumble pouting as he stands and I cross my arms over my chest.
Caleb laughs standing and pulling me to my feet wrapping his arms around me.“We have time, there is no need to rush things.”He says kissing my nose.“But for now I think we need to call it a night before we go too far.”I groan and pout sticking out my bottom lip.
He takes it between his teeth, nipping and sucking it.I moan and push him away with all the restraint I don’t have.“You’re an evil man Caleb Nichols.”He chuckles, reaching his hand out to hand me my coat.I grab it in a pouty huff and walk out the door.
Twenty-Three
Caleb
The Touching Yourself Song - Noah Davis
“W
ell that's it then.”Ally says covering the top of my hand with hers as we sit at my dining room table.We signed the divorce papers and agreed Ally would file them since she works in the county clerk's office.
“So how are things?”Ally asks.
“Good, just the norm.”I answer, taking a sip of my coffee and she frowns.
“Just the norm?Caleb, we've been best friends over thirty years and that's all I get.”She pouts.
“Uh, I’m sorry I don't understand.”I cock my head at her trying to read her face.
She rolls her eyes “What about you and Cole?!”I nearly choke on my coffee.She wants to know about me and Cole?But why?
“Uh not much to tell.We talk, eat lunch together, that's about it.”I shrug.
“What do you mean?”She screws up her face in confusion.“I thought you liked him.”
“I-I do like him.”I clutch my neck in my palm.“I didn't wanna do anything while I was figuring stuff out.”I whisper.
“Oooooh okay.Well how's everything with being… gay?”She asks.
“Oh um, well not much to tell there either.”I chuckle, flushing.To be honest I don't know what to do about that.When I’m with Cole it all feels very clear but otherwise, I'm at a loss.I have had one relationship my entire life.I'm not sure I would know how to be straight, much less gay and date.
