Even Jimmy’s kitchen light was a subdued, yellowish shade that the contractor in him wanted to fix. In the bedroom, Jimmy was lit by the cold white light of the moon reflected off snow. Moonlight flattened color and smoothed imperfections, which Jimmy didn’t have, but Luke did. Having them masked the first time they were together made it easier for Luke to enjoy and let go of his inhibitions, pleased he didn’t appear to be the oldster he felt like most days. He just shrugged and nodded.
Jimmy sat up, the gentle touches forgotten as he stared down at Luke.
“How old is your son?” The tone was almost accusing, confusing Luke.
“Twenty-four.”
Jimmy flopped back on the bed, laughing. “Oh my God. As soon as you mentioned a son, I’ve been grappling with the concept of dating a guy with a kid. It’s a big responsibility and all, and I was worried about how it would all shake out, assuming we get serious. But I thought he was, like, ten. Maybe fifteen at the most.”
Relief flooded Luke. Not only was Jimmy assuming they’d be continuing this relationship, but the odd moments of hesitation he’d sensed in Jimmy could easily be attributed to his concern over Luke’s son.
“Nope. Zach is all raised up and on his own. Well, he graduates from college this year, and has a scholarship for grad school next year. Assuming he keeps his grades up, I won’t be on the hook for any more tuition, but I’m prepared if he needs it. I try to see him every weekend, if his schedule allows. Dinner or something. Sometimes catching a game. This week, it’s brunch on Sunday.”
“I guess you won’t need any advice from me about dealing with a sullen teenaged boy.”
Luke laughed. “Nope, although I could have used some back then. He could be a moody son of a bitch. Thankfully that’s long past.” Luke bit his lip. Maybe it was too soon to admit this to a man he’d only known a few hours, but those hours had been just about perfect, and the man himself was… right, somehow. Right for him, he was almost certain, and he wanted to find out where they could go, together. “I’d like you to meet him.”
“Meet him?” Jimmy gulped. “You don’t mean already, do you?”
“Well, no. But if you’re serious about seeing where this goes, probably pretty soon.”
Jimmy rolled over, draping himself over Luke’s chest, his slowly thickening cock nudging Luke’s hip. “I’m serious. I don’t want one-night stands, and I like what I know about you. I think we could be good together. But I think we need to stop talking about your kid before I feel like a total perv.”
“We can do that.”
Luke kissed Jimmy and let himself revel in a slightly less frantic encounter with his new lover.
W ITH HIS arms wrapped around a nice warm body, Luke drowsed in those comfortable moments prior to falling asleep. The scent of Jimmy’s clean sweat and the musky scent of their sex lulled him into a deep contentment. It had been so long since he’d fallen asleep tangled up next to someone. He wanted to say he missed it, but lying next to Jimmy, skin to skin, the hard planes of their bodies merging like they were meant to be, well… he’d never had this. He’d missed the facsimile he had when he and Kelly were still pretending to be a couple. But this… if this was what it would be like having a lover like Jimmy, he wasn’t going to want to live without this.
Underneath Luke’s arm, Jimmy’s breathing became slow and regular, his skin warm, and Luke imagined he could feel the slow, steady thump of his heartbeat.
Slowly, Luke sank closer to sleep. Until a phone blared some music he didn’t recognize, and Jimmy sat straight up.
“What?” The word slurred out Luke’s mouth. “What’s wrong?”
Jimmy glanced at the clock, which displayed the ungodly hour of three in the morning, before leaping to grab his cellphone.
“Damian?” Jimmy didn’t sound nearly as awake as he appeared as he stumbled naked out of the
Jimmy sat up, the gentle touches forgotten as he stared down at Luke.
“How old is your son?” The tone was almost accusing, confusing Luke.
“Twenty-four.”
Jimmy flopped back on the bed, laughing. “Oh my God. As soon as you mentioned a son, I’ve been grappling with the concept of dating a guy with a kid. It’s a big responsibility and all, and I was worried about how it would all shake out, assuming we get serious. But I thought he was, like, ten. Maybe fifteen at the most.”
Relief flooded Luke. Not only was Jimmy assuming they’d be continuing this relationship, but the odd moments of hesitation he’d sensed in Jimmy could easily be attributed to his concern over Luke’s son.
“Nope. Zach is all raised up and on his own. Well, he graduates from college this year, and has a scholarship for grad school next year. Assuming he keeps his grades up, I won’t be on the hook for any more tuition, but I’m prepared if he needs it. I try to see him every weekend, if his schedule allows. Dinner or something. Sometimes catching a game. This week, it’s brunch on Sunday.”
“I guess you won’t need any advice from me about dealing with a sullen teenaged boy.”
Luke laughed. “Nope, although I could have used some back then. He could be a moody son of a bitch. Thankfully that’s long past.” Luke bit his lip. Maybe it was too soon to admit this to a man he’d only known a few hours, but those hours had been just about perfect, and the man himself was… right, somehow. Right for him, he was almost certain, and he wanted to find out where they could go, together. “I’d like you to meet him.”
“Meet him?” Jimmy gulped. “You don’t mean already, do you?”
“Well, no. But if you’re serious about seeing where this goes, probably pretty soon.”
Jimmy rolled over, draping himself over Luke’s chest, his slowly thickening cock nudging Luke’s hip. “I’m serious. I don’t want one-night stands, and I like what I know about you. I think we could be good together. But I think we need to stop talking about your kid before I feel like a total perv.”
“We can do that.”
Luke kissed Jimmy and let himself revel in a slightly less frantic encounter with his new lover.
W ITH HIS arms wrapped around a nice warm body, Luke drowsed in those comfortable moments prior to falling asleep. The scent of Jimmy’s clean sweat and the musky scent of their sex lulled him into a deep contentment. It had been so long since he’d fallen asleep tangled up next to someone. He wanted to say he missed it, but lying next to Jimmy, skin to skin, the hard planes of their bodies merging like they were meant to be, well… he’d never had this. He’d missed the facsimile he had when he and Kelly were still pretending to be a couple. But this… if this was what it would be like having a lover like Jimmy, he wasn’t going to want to live without this.
Underneath Luke’s arm, Jimmy’s breathing became slow and regular, his skin warm, and Luke imagined he could feel the slow, steady thump of his heartbeat.
Slowly, Luke sank closer to sleep. Until a phone blared some music he didn’t recognize, and Jimmy sat straight up.
“What?” The word slurred out Luke’s mouth. “What’s wrong?”
Jimmy glanced at the clock, which displayed the ungodly hour of three in the morning, before leaping to grab his cellphone.
“Damian?” Jimmy didn’t sound nearly as awake as he appeared as he stumbled naked out of the
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