Grayson grinned as he slunk over to Nolan and ran his hands over Nolan’s now-naked chest. Nolan felt suddenly self-conscious. Here was Grayson, a fine specimen of the male form, sitting beside Nolan and feeling him up. And he seemed to wanthim—Nolan—who was forty, wearing only his underwear, and hadn’t been to the gym in a while.
Ugh, he had to knock this off. He wasn’tthatold. And Grayson was clearly attracted to him. What was his problem?
He kissed Grayson, hoping that would disable whatever part of his brain was holding him back. Grayson groaned softly and hooked his tongue into Nolan’s mouth. Nolan reached over and ran his hands through Grayson’s hair, surprised by how soft it was, considering the way it was always styled.
Grayson reached for Nolan’s pants and undid the button. “These beige khakis are very you and also very boring,” he said. “Let’s just take those off.”
Nolan couldn’t do much more than watch as Grayson peeled off his khakis and tossed them in the clothes pile. Then Grayson pounced, pushing Nolan down on the bed and straddling his hips. Nolan had on black briefs that he expected Grayson to comment on, while Grayson was wearing gray boxer briefs, but suddenly Nolan was acutely aware that two thin bits of fabric were all that separated them. Nolan felt the heat and weight of Grayson against his hardening cock, and he almost laughed, delighted that his body was responding the way it was supposed to.
Two years was at once too long, and not long enough, for Nolan to have gone without this.
He bucked his hips against Grayson, who smiled and started writhing.
“Oh, did you want to get all the way naked?” asked Grayson, hooking his thumbs into his boxer briefs. “You should have said something!” He got up on his knees and, through some kind of magic, smoothly slipped his underwear off. Then he knelt above Nolan, looking triumphant, his cock hard and jutting away from his body.
Nolan groaned. He slid out of his briefs and then raised an eyebrow at Grayson, as if to say,Is this what you wanted? Are you happy now?
“Oh, babe,” said Grayson. “You aresexy. More than I even expected.”
“You gonna talk all night or….”
Grayson leaned down and kissed Nolan, then ground his hips against Nolan’s so their cocks rubbed together. Arousal shot through Nolan’s body, making his skin feel alive.
“So… how do you want to do this?” Nolan asked.
“Mmm. Well. Normally I prefer to bottom, but I don’t know if I’m totally ready for that just yet. So I was thinking we could… oh, this. Let’s just do this.”
Nolan reached between them and wrapped his hand around both of their cocks. They bucked against each other and… okay, yeah, if they did just this, Nolan would….
Grayson kissed him. Nolan groaned into his mouth as Grayson thrust his fingers into Nolan’s hair. They pressed their tongues together and writhed on the bed.
And then Nolan took over. He pushed at Grayson’s shoulders and rolled them over so that he was on top and Grayson was beneath him. Grayson grinned, but Nolan kissed the grin off his face as Grayson rubbed their cocks together. Nolan grabbed them again and stroked. This felt incredible. Nolan’s whole body was alive in a way that it hadn’t in a very long time. He controlled the pace now to make it exactly what he needed.
“Holy shit, I’m gonna come,” said Grayson, digging his nails into Nolan’s back. He was breathless. “I can’t believe I’m so close, so soon. Keep doing that.”
Who was Nolan to argue? He thrust his hips against Grayson’s and ran his fingers over both their cocks, stroking, touching, adding pressure where he most needed it.
And maybe because it had been such a very long time, the orgasm hit Nolan quite suddenly, and he shouted when he came, surprised by it. As he spilled all over Grayson’s belly, he heard Grayson groan, and then Grayson was coming too.
It was messy. It was exciting. It was perfect.
Nolan rolled onto his back and took a moment to catch his breath. He grabbed a tissue from the nightstand, but when he moved to hand it to Grayson, Grayson was licking his fingers.
“That was hot,” said Grayson.
“It was,” said Nolan. He wiped the tissue over Grayson’s belly anyway.
“I had this whole plan where I was going to lick you all over and blow you and really drag it out, but instead we did this. I regret nothing.”
“Your way sounds good too. That was one of those good ideas you have that you should be more assertive about. Maybe we should try it your way a little later.”
Grayson chuckled and rolled over to lean on Nolan’s chest. “Yeah? I like the sound of that.”
Chapter Eight
SO, THAThad happened.
Grayson must have fallen asleep, because he woke up in Nolan’s gorgeous apartment. There wasn’t really a bedroom so much as a sleeping area separated from the rest of the huge open space by a couple of beautiful wooden screens that were probably antique. Grayson guessed that at some point in this building’s life, this apartment had been a factory floor. He pictured it as a clothing factory, maybe, with rows and rows of women working at sewing machines.
