stomachs.
Shaking as Peter slowed his pace, pulling the last of his come from him, Theo slung an arm around his neck, trying to maintain his own pace as he jerked Peter off. It took another few minutes, and Theo leaned heavily against Peter while he did it, only pulling away to watch Peter’s come spill out over his hand. They panted into each other’s mouths, kissing as they came down, and Theo shivered. Swallowing—his throat bone dry—he forced out a murmured, “Thanks. That was just…. Thanks.” Peter hushed him, hugging him as they rocked together for a moment, sticky stomach to sticky stomach.
“Come on, I’ll show you to the bathroom.”
They cleaned up together. Theo felt as if he were dreaming. One minute he’d been wasting time on the Internet, the next he was coming—in what felt like less than a minute—all over someone he hardly knew at all. Catching Theo’s frown in the bathroom mirror, Peter tugged at his belt loops until he turned into his arms again. It seemed easier listening to him talk when he didn’t have to look at his face.
“I think you really needed that.” Theo felt his cheeks heat. Peter snorted. “Yeah. You did, Theo. There’s no shame in needing a little human contact. None at all.” He pressed his lips along Theo’s shoulders, making him shiver, before speaking again. “I’d like it if we could do that again sometime, only without that guilty expression afterward, maybe?” His voice was a low rumble. “I should have asked you out the first time I saw you smile, Theo. We could have done this months ago.”
Theo shook his head. There was no way that would have happened. He felt like he’d only recently woken up. He wasn’t even sure what had just occurred. It was like his body had gone on autopilot, while his brain had completely shut down for a while.
“I refuse to regret this, Theo. You shouldn’t either. Life is too fucking short, and this was a real pleasure. Something worth remembering, not something to feel bad about.”
Peter stayed for one more drink before accepting that he had to leave. Theo walked him down to the parking lot, noticing that his truck was jammed full of Peter’s belongings. He really was going to be away for more than a few weeks.
“I’d like to come and see you when I get back. I know that’s months away yet, and I’m not expecting anything from you, Theo, but I would like to call you. I’ll be away for months again after the holidays too, but I will be coming back. Seattle is my home.” He kissed Theo quickly. “I’m not holding you to anything. I’d like to get to know you better, but the timing is terrible.”
Theo nodded.
“Or maybe it’s real good timing,” Peter said. “Something nice to remember me by while you work through your personal stuff, maybe?”
Theo nodded again.
He watched from the apartment complex steps as Peter drove away, then walked back upstairs, keeping his head down as he passed Ben’s hallway mirror.
Peter was right. He shouldn’t feel guilty. He shouldn’t. He cleaned up the kitchen, then took some ice cream to bed. Logging onto the forum, he exchanged messages with Morgan, who was a little snippy. Eventually Theo managed to get him to lighten up, and they spent an hour laughing at extreme right-wing opinions, then deliberately argued from a right-wing perspective on the forum just to confuse other members.
It was fun.
Theo stretched across his too-big bed feeling completely relaxed for once.
Morgan was inquisitive, asking why he hadn’t been online much that weekend and what exactly had put Theo in such a good mood. He explained that he’d had a weekend of company, and that it had been good. Really good, in fact. When Morgan asked why having company was unusual—surely someone like him had lots of friends—Theo explained his personal situation.
Over the past twelve months he’d discovered that most people didn’t know how to respond when you confessed that you spent all your
Shaking as Peter slowed his pace, pulling the last of his come from him, Theo slung an arm around his neck, trying to maintain his own pace as he jerked Peter off. It took another few minutes, and Theo leaned heavily against Peter while he did it, only pulling away to watch Peter’s come spill out over his hand. They panted into each other’s mouths, kissing as they came down, and Theo shivered. Swallowing—his throat bone dry—he forced out a murmured, “Thanks. That was just…. Thanks.” Peter hushed him, hugging him as they rocked together for a moment, sticky stomach to sticky stomach.
“Come on, I’ll show you to the bathroom.”
They cleaned up together. Theo felt as if he were dreaming. One minute he’d been wasting time on the Internet, the next he was coming—in what felt like less than a minute—all over someone he hardly knew at all. Catching Theo’s frown in the bathroom mirror, Peter tugged at his belt loops until he turned into his arms again. It seemed easier listening to him talk when he didn’t have to look at his face.
“I think you really needed that.” Theo felt his cheeks heat. Peter snorted. “Yeah. You did, Theo. There’s no shame in needing a little human contact. None at all.” He pressed his lips along Theo’s shoulders, making him shiver, before speaking again. “I’d like it if we could do that again sometime, only without that guilty expression afterward, maybe?” His voice was a low rumble. “I should have asked you out the first time I saw you smile, Theo. We could have done this months ago.”
Theo shook his head. There was no way that would have happened. He felt like he’d only recently woken up. He wasn’t even sure what had just occurred. It was like his body had gone on autopilot, while his brain had completely shut down for a while.
“I refuse to regret this, Theo. You shouldn’t either. Life is too fucking short, and this was a real pleasure. Something worth remembering, not something to feel bad about.”
Peter stayed for one more drink before accepting that he had to leave. Theo walked him down to the parking lot, noticing that his truck was jammed full of Peter’s belongings. He really was going to be away for more than a few weeks.
“I’d like to come and see you when I get back. I know that’s months away yet, and I’m not expecting anything from you, Theo, but I would like to call you. I’ll be away for months again after the holidays too, but I will be coming back. Seattle is my home.” He kissed Theo quickly. “I’m not holding you to anything. I’d like to get to know you better, but the timing is terrible.”
Theo nodded.
“Or maybe it’s real good timing,” Peter said. “Something nice to remember me by while you work through your personal stuff, maybe?”
Theo nodded again.
He watched from the apartment complex steps as Peter drove away, then walked back upstairs, keeping his head down as he passed Ben’s hallway mirror.
Peter was right. He shouldn’t feel guilty. He shouldn’t. He cleaned up the kitchen, then took some ice cream to bed. Logging onto the forum, he exchanged messages with Morgan, who was a little snippy. Eventually Theo managed to get him to lighten up, and they spent an hour laughing at extreme right-wing opinions, then deliberately argued from a right-wing perspective on the forum just to confuse other members.
It was fun.
Theo stretched across his too-big bed feeling completely relaxed for once.
Morgan was inquisitive, asking why he hadn’t been online much that weekend and what exactly had put Theo in such a good mood. He explained that he’d had a weekend of company, and that it had been good. Really good, in fact. When Morgan asked why having company was unusual—surely someone like him had lots of friends—Theo explained his personal situation.
Over the past twelve months he’d discovered that most people didn’t know how to respond when you confessed that you spent all your
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