To His Heart's Content (manxman) Valentine's Short Story

Chapter 10

Chapter 10

Evan...

 (jacuzzi tb in Evan's bathroom------------>)

 

Waking up to a warm body cuddled into my side is not the normal routine for me, but when my eyes opened open this morning and I became aware of the lithe little body snuggled up into every line of my body, I couldn't help the goofy grin that curled my lips. I looked down to see Taylor's adorable little face plastered against my right pec. His cheek was smooshed against my skin, and those pretty pink lips were gaped open as he breathed through his mouth. He was still the prettiest thing I have ever laid my eyes on. My right arm was numb, I couldn't feel my fingers, and my morning wood had a heartbeat of its own, but I knew my only relief would come from only a hand job this morning. I knew without a doubt that Taylor was going to be feeling the after effects of his surprisingly delicious ride last night for the next few days. There was no way he'll be able to take any part of me again before then.

As gently as I could, I tried to ease myself away from him but he stuck to me like glue, he shifted  when I shifted following my body heat. I really didn't want to  have to wake him up just yet. it was still early in the morning and I knew he must be exhausted from all of our previous evening activities. Just thinking about the feel of  my cock gliding against the slick tight walls of his soft shapely ass had my cock hard as granite. Taylor's silken passage had gripped me so tight it had quickly become was my own personal heaven.

With those erotic thoughts playing on replay through my head, it was going to take a while for me to be able to piss this morning and my bladder gave me a fuck you spasm in protest. My next move was to grab my pillows, I shoved one under my shoulder and the other under my hip and I quickly rolled to the left, dislodging myself from underneath my lover. I rolled onto my feet at the side of the bed and I went absolutely still as Taylor shuffled and cuddled into my pillows while mumbling something in his own language. I swear I will never get tired of him speaking French, it sounded do fucking sexy coming out of that pretty mouth of his. My shaft twitched yet again and I turned from the delectable sight in my bed and quietly made my way into the bathroom.

It took  me a few minutes but I managed to rub out my morning wood thanks to all the lovely memories from the night before. I took care of my morning routine and walked back into the bedroom only to see Taylor trying to roll over onto his back, but he grimaced and hissed as if he was in pain. Taylor's hand flew to his sore ass and he groaned pitifully as he continued roll over onto his back. I carefully climbed up onto the bed and settled myself so that I leaning over him. Taylor's cute little nose was scrunched up and I kissed him on the tip of it. "I am sorry you are so sore baby. Do you want me to get you something for the pain?" I asked as he opened his gorgeous emerald green eyes and peeked up at me. He nodded his head yes and closed his eyes again.

He tried to reassure me that he was fine by trying to give me a shy but wobbly smile and I had to lean down and brush my lips against his.Taylor released a contented sigh into my mouth and I found myself liking this very  much. I liked having him in my bed, and I liked the feeling of waking up to this morning. I even recalled his sweet words that he said to me last night, Taylor had said that he loved me and I was beginning to believe it. I had even told him that I think that I loved him too, but I wasn't sure. It wasn't an emotion that I knew anything about. Before Taylor I didn't want to know any fucking thing associated with those feelings, now I found it ironic that I found myself here in this current situation with a man that I had all intents and purposes to fuck and walk away from when I first laid eyes on him, but Taylor stood up to me and all my bad ass bullshit and he had me put up or shut up.