“I know,” Jeremy said breathlessly as he ran his hands over Reg’s chest. “I’ve seen you. That’s how you are.” He spread his legs and rocked over Reg’s hand. “I want that.” He licked his lips. “I want to know who I am. I want to be who I am. I want… I want….”
“You want to feel.” Reg tapped his fingertip over Jeremy’s hole. “You want to connect.” He gazed into Jeremy’s eyes. “We have that together, JJ.” He pushed the tip of his finger inside. “I’m here for you, with you.” He dipped his face until his lips were almost touching Jeremy’s and, hoping he wasn’t pushing so hard he’d drive Jeremy away, said, “And I’ll stay as long as you want me.”
“I want that,” Jeremy whispered. “All of it.”
“Then it’s yours, superstar.” Reg brushed his lips over Jeremy’s, enjoying their softness. “All yours.”
Loving the way Jeremy leaned into him and followed his lead, Reg licked his way past Jeremy’s lips, coaxed his tongue out of his mouth, and sucked on it. At the same time, he combed the fingers of one hand through Jeremy’s hair and carefully, gently traced his other fingertips over the sensitive skin between Jeremy’s firm globes, paying special attention to the wrinkled flesh he longed to breach.
“Let’s go inside.” Reg nipped Jeremy’s ear. “I want to do things to you that would be much more comfortable in a bed.”
“Okay, yeah.” Jeremy nodded. “Want that too.”
With a final, relatively chaste kiss, Reg stepped back, took Jeremy’s hand in his, and led him into the hotel room.
“JJ?”
“Yeah?”
“Are you freaking out?”
Tilting his head to the side, Jeremy crinkled his brow, letting Reg know he was considering the question. “No, I’m not.” His face brightened. “That’s weird, yeah? I mean, we’ve been… and we’re going to… and you’re a guy, but….” He smiled and put his hand on Reg’s bare chest. “You’re you, so I want this.”
“You’re amazing.” Reg cupped both of sides of Jeremy’s face and held him in place as he leaned down and kissed him. “Anyone else would be having an identity crisis or a meltdown, but not you.”
“Yeah, I’m a real gem.” Jeremy rolled his eyes and snorted. “Anyone else wouldn’t have needed three decades to figure out something that should have been obvious.”
“First off”—Reg pushed Jeremy’s jeans down to his bare feet and took a moment to give his cock a squeeze—“that isn’t true. Everyone figures themselves out at their own pace.” He grasped Jeremy’s shirt and pulled it over his head. “And I, for one, am glad it took you this long.”
“Why?” Jeremy huddled against Reg, wrapping his arms around Reg’s waist and resting his head against Reg’s shoulder.
Reg cupped Jeremy’s ass with both hands and started kneading. “Well, if you’d figured this out before we met, someone else would have snatched you up, and I would have missed out.”
Jeremy was silent for several seconds, and then he tipped his head back and looked at Reg. “I don’t think so. I was with lots of people before we met, and I never felt like any of them would be around for long, never wanted them to be.” He licked his lips. “I mean, I know they were women, and I guess maybe that was part of the issue, but I don’t think that was all of it.”
“You saying I’m special, superstar?” Reg asked, tilting one side of his mouth up.
A roll of Jeremy’s eyes and a shake of his head was the only response he got.
“Admit it.” Reg squeezed Jeremy’s butt until he went on tiptoes and then tugged him closer, slotting their dicks side by side. “I’m the bomb.”
Jeremy laughed.
Enjoying the game, Reg pulled him off his feet. “Say it.”
Smiling, Jeremy shook his head.
Reg turned toward the bed, lay Jeremy down on it, and then blanketed him with his bigger body. “Here, I’ll help.” He pulled each of Jeremy’s arms above his head. “Repeat after me: You’re the bomb, Reg.”
Jeremy pressed his lips together tightly and waggled his eyebrows.
Holding on to both of Jeremy’s wrists with one hand, Reg used the other to tweak Jeremy’s left nipple. “You’re the bomb, Reg.”
“Ungh,” Jeremy moaned and arched his back, getting closer.
“You’re the bomb, Reg.” Reg moved his hand to the right nipple and twisted it slowly, waiting for Jeremy to gasp in pleasure before stopping.
“Please,” Jeremy groaned.
“Please what?” Reg bent forward and latched onto a nipple, sucking it into his mouth.
“Don’t stop. Oh God.” Jeremy wiggled beneath him. “Please don’t stop.”
After another few minutes of attention to Jeremy’s nipples, Reg slithered down his body, crouched over his groin, and gripped his hips. “Look at me, JJ,” he said just before licking a long swath up Jeremy’s cock. “Watch me while I suck you.”
His nostrils flared and eyes wide, Jeremy focused on Reg’s face as he licked around his crown and then dropped his mouth over his shaft.