Chapter 14 – “Someone’s feeling friendly this morning.”
Sunday, July 6 – Friday, July 11
Something shifted inside Chris as he slept wrapped in Darren’s arms that night. A tiny part of himself that he’d never consciously acknowledged – the part that believed that Darren would leave him if he saw Chris at his most vulnerable – dissolved in the ocean of Darren’s acceptance and love.
Chris woke up early on Sunday, feeling refreshed. He slid carefully out of bed, trying not to wake Darren. A few minutes later, Chris returned from the bathroom to find Darren smiling sleepily up at him.
“Where’d you go?”
“I needed to pee. And I wanted to brush my teeth.”
“Hmm, good idea.”
While Darren was in the bathroom, Chris slipped back into bed. He nuzzled down into his pillow, breathing in the scent of Darren’s shampoo. When Darren came out of the bathroom, Chris lifted the edge of the blanket, inviting Darren to join him.
Darren slid in beside Chris, kissing him on the tip of his nose.
“Good morning.”
“Mmm. Good morning.”
“What did you want to do today?” Darren asked. “If it heats up, I thought it might be fun to ride out to the pond for a swim.”
“I’m not thinking that far ahead,” Chris replied with a gleam in his eye. “Now that I’ve got you back in my bed, and with fresh breath and everything, I’m in no hurry to get up.”
“No argument here,” Darren said, snuggling closer.
An hour later, the boys were still in bed, trading lazy kisses. Chris was reminded of one of his mother’s favorite expressions: “slow as molasses.” That’s how he felt right now – as though his body was slowly melting, sticky and sweet, into Darren’s.
When he found himself once again on top of Darren, he began rocking his hips languidly down. Feeling Darren pull away from their kiss, Chris opened his eyes to find Darren gazing at him in concern.
Before Darren could ask, Chris reassured him. “It’s okay. I’m ready for this. And I know that, if at any point I feel like it’s too much, I can just tell you and we’ll stop. So don’t worry, okay?”
“Okay.”
Chris brought their lips back together. He could feel Darren smiling. He smiled, too, gently sucking at Darren’s lower lip.
Darren moaned and brought one hand to Chris’s ass, shifting slightly so that he could pull their hips more tightly together. Chris thrust down against him, reveling in the way Darren arched up to meet him.
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