Come Back To Me

Old Ways

Waking up in the morning, I roll over and look at the clock seeing it reads 10:34 am. I groan and push a pillow on top of my head, not really wanting to get up today, and definitely not wanting to see Adam with Larry. Laying in bed, I remember the jealousy that got to me last night. That kind of jealousy hasn't come over me in years, since him and I broke it off. I know that it will get the best of me sooner or later, hopefully the latter.

After finally getting up and getting in the shower, my thoughts start to drift off while I'm washing my body.

"I love New York almost as much as I love you," He said while I was washing his body, lingering in certain places more than others, "And I love you a lot."

"Mmm... I love you, too, baby." His skin was darker than mine, he's always been able to get darker than me, but it looks good on him. His toned body was so pleasant to touch after a show.

He turned around and looked me in the eye after I finished washing him, "Will you show me how much you love me...?" A grin spread across his face but it fell as I backed him to the wall underneath the shower head.

Grabbing his hands, I placed them behind his back, "Keep them there or you won't get your reward."

He nodded, "Yes, sir."

I kissed his forehead to reward him, "Good boy." I say before turning my attention to the rest of his body. Dragging my hands down his body, feeling every inch of muscle before wrapping my hand around his cock, slowly stroking him from root to tip once then slipping my hand down his thigh and back up the other side to rest on his ass. "This is mine."

He whimpers, "Daddy, please..." he goes to move his hands but then corrects himself. He pushes his hips out at me, trying to get me to take the bait.

"No." That's all it takes and he stops, looking down at the tiles of the shower and biting his lip, rubbing it between his teeth thoughtfully. I grab is face, bringing it back to my gaze and put my mouth to his. He opens his mouth without hesitation, I slip my tongue in and he moans. His moans are beautiful, if I could only hear one sound for the rest of my life, that would be the one I would want to hear. Reaching down, I grab a hold of his cock again and he moans loudly this time. I stroke him slowly at first, but steadily start to increase with speed.

"Daddy... Daddy... I'm..." I look at his face and see that his eyebrows are knitted together, his mouth wide open as he gasps for air.

"Come for me, Larry." That's all it takes, in a split second he's throwing his head back and calling out my name. What a beautiful sight.

Sitting on my bed as my memory finishes, I look down and realize I'm hard. I lay back on the bed with my towel underneath me, grabbing my cock and stroking quickly, dragging my thumb across the tip and pushing my hips in the air and calling out Larry's name as I come. I clean myself up with my towel and lay there until my breathing slows.

"Should I come back at another time?" I almost jump out of my skin when I hear Adam's voice. As fast as I could I draped the towel over my lower half.

"How long have you been there?" I asked him in a demanding tone.

"Long enough." He raises an eyebrow and grins, "So Larry, huh?" He chuckles.

"Get out. Now." He's still chuckling when he leaves.

Oh god. What if he tells Larry. He won't tell Larry. He could tell Larry. He won't.

As I walk into the dressing room, I find Larry kneeling over Adam, kissing his neck and I snap, I can't take it anymore. I walk over and grab Larry by the back of his shirt, he begins to protest but I drag him into the closest empty room and lock the door.