over his nipples.
With a chuckle, Jaylin broke the kiss to look down at
him, and Max felt all the cold inside of him fade away,
leaving him warm, safe, wishing with all his heart this
moment would last forever.
“I love you, Max.”
“I love you too, Jaylin. Always.”
In answer, Jaylin kissed him again, neither of them
holding back their desire, their need. Max could feel Jaylin’s erection straining hard and throbbing against his jeans and he wanted all barriers between them gone.
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He wanted Jaylin naked, wanton, completely his in
every possible way.
Shifting slightly, he winced and Jaylin pulled back,
concerned. “What’s wrong?”
“It’s nothing….”
“Max?”
“It’s just my leg. I pushed myself today. It’s not a big
deal.”
“You in pain is a big deal to me.” Jaylin untangled
himself from his arms and stood. “Scoot back on the bed and make yourself comfortable, baby.” He smiled, taking a
moment to pull off his shirt, and Max did as he said,
scooting up farther to lie back against the pillow stack, but he didn’t take his eyes off Jaylin.
He was as beautiful as ever, maybe more so. His chest
was smooth, the skin sun-kissed and golden and the
muscles beneath defined. He still had a runner’s body, lean and firm, and Max looked him over greedily, eyes widening a bit when he saw a tattoo low on his flat stomach, directly
above his right hip bone.
It was simple: a numeric sign and the number eight.
“That was my jersey number.”
To his surprise, Jaylin actually blushed. “Yeah. I know.
I…I got it about a year after we lost each other. I know it seems silly, but I…well, I just wanted….”
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“Wanted?”
“Something that marked me as yours.”
The words were fuel thrown onto an already raging fire
and Max started to sit up, but Jaylin shook his head.
“Stay right where you are, babe. Let me take care of
you.”
“What do you have in mind?”
Jaylin smiled, but said nothing as he tugged off his
shoes. Max sat up long enough to pull off his own shirt,
which he quickly tossed to the floor. He wanted to touch
Jaylin again. He wanted the years to melt away with each
eager touch, but Jaylin didn’t rush. He just took his time
and easily slipped from his jeans, leaving his underwear on.
Leaning close, he brushed his fingers down Max’s
stomach and he sucked in a breath, skin ablaze, as Jaylin
hesitated at the snap on his jeans.
“May I?”
“Please.”
“I don’t want to rush you, Max.”
“Jaylin, get me naked. Now!”
Laughing, Jaylin obeyed the demand, unfastening the
jeans and tugging them down, lifting a surprised eyebrow to find no underwear. Max realized it was his turn to blush.
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“Guess that means I should finish stripping down
myself?”
“For the love of God, please!”
“If you insist.”
With a reckless grin, he pushed his underwear down his
hips, kicking them aside, and Max sat up on his elbows,
admiring what he considered the most incredible sight he
had ever seen. Nothing, no one, could be as beautiful as
Jaylin. He was perfection, and Max drank in the remarkable
beauty, from head to toe, moaning when his full attention
settled on Jaylin’s cock, hard, nestled in pale blond curls that Max longed to touch.
Lying back down, Max extended a hand that Jaylin
accepted, crawling onto the bed, to stretch out beside him.
“This reminds me of being in the room at my house,
fumbling our way through first kisses and touches, both of
us so nervous.”
“We were more than nervous. More like terrified.”
“And now?”
Max picked up the hand that rested on his chest and
lifted it to his lips, kissing it. “And now, I feel like I am back where I belong. And I’ve got to say, I didn’t expect this, Jay.
When I asked to meet with you, I wasn’t even certain you
would and I…well, I never allowed
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