The Half of Us (Family 4)

“If you want to hang out and talk, or if you want something to eat or drink, let me know.”

Jason shook his head, pressed his palm to Abe’s chest, and rubbed his thumb over his nipple, making him gasp and then moan.

“Do you remember where my bedroom is?” Abe asked breathlessly.

“I remember everything from that night.” Jason stopped moving his thumb, stopped speaking, possibly even stopped breathing after that confession.

Not sure if ignoring the comment was better than acknowledging it, Abe went with telling the truth. “I do too.” He stepped closer to Jason and wrapped his arms around his waist.

After a moment of hesitation, Jason returned the gesture, curling his arm around Abe’s back and tugging him into a hug. They stood together, neither speaking, and Abe relaxed into Jason’s embrace. Rather than pulling away or moving them into the bedroom, Jason held him close and eventually began combing his fingers through Abe’s hair.

“This is nice,” Abe whispered, not wanting to disrupt the peacefulness of the moment, the intimacy.

“Uh-huh.”

“Do you dance?”

“I haven’t in a while, but I’m not bad at it. Why?”

Abe shrugged and cuddled in closer. “This is a little like dancing, you know?”

Dragging one hand down Abe’s back and caressing his nape with the other, Jason said, “It sure is.”

Abe wanted to ask Jason to go out with him again, to go dancing. But then he remembered it wouldn’t be again because they weren’t on a date. It wasn’t exactly what he wanted, but Abe was enjoying himself. As he rested his head on Jason’s chest, he was serenaded by the steady beat of his heart, enveloped by heat and strength, and surrounded by the scent of Jason’s skin and soap. By the time Jason suggested moving to the bedroom, Abe was ready. Comfortable, warm, and aroused, he looked forward to another night in bed with a sexy man, despite the fact that he’d made no secret of his plan to be gone in the morning.

“I’m glad I ran into you tonight,” Abe said as he leaned against his bedroom wall and tugged Jason’s shirt out of his pants.

“Mmm, me too.” Jason hunched down and licked and nibbled on Abe’s neck while he worked his jeans open. “I wasn’t sure it was you at first, but then you laughed and I knew.” He shoved his hand down the front of Abe’s jeans and cupped his package as he pushed the jeans and briefs down, leaving them pooled around Abe’s feet.

Trembling, Abe clutched Jason’s arms and tried to catch his breath. “I swear to God, you touch me and I turn into a teenager again.”

“I like touching you.” Jason moved the heel of his hand up Abe’s cock and then down to his balls.

“Yeah, I like it too. That’s the problem.”

“Feeling good isn’t a problem.” Jason licked a path up Abe’s neck, nipped his ear, and slid his free hand around to his ass. “Let yourself enjoy it.”

When Jason wiggled his fingers into Abe’s crease, Abe threw his head back and swallowed hard. “Don’t want it to end too soon.”

“I’ll get you up again.” Jason dragged his teeth over the exposed expanse of Abe’s neck. “Goddamn, you feel good.”

“Yes. I…. Yes,” Abe mumbled incoherently.

Jason steadily stroked Abe’s cock while he pressed one finger against his pucker, rubbing in circles.

“Ah!” Abe’s eyes widened just as Jason pushed the tip of his finger inside. “Ah!” He went up on tiptoe, taking in Jason’s fierce expression and falling into his dark stare.

“Ready?” Jason rasped, his voice hoarse.

Before Abe could figure out what he meant, Jason pushed his finger all the way into Abe’s hole and twisted his palm around Abe’s cockhead.

“Jase!” Abe cried out, looking into Jason’s eyes as he came, spilling over his long, thick fingers.

“That’s it.” Jason nudged his finger inside, pressing against Abe’s gland and drawing out his pleasure. “Give me everything.”

With a silent gasp, Abe’s cock pulsed again, dribbling out more release. Spent and boneless, he slumped against Jason’s chest, his body strumming with pleasure and his mind fuzzy. Still floating, Abe barely noticed Jason picking him up and carrying him to the bed. He raised his arms when Jason nudged them, shivering after his shirt was pulled over his head. It wasn’t long before the cold air in the room was replaced by hot skin sliding over him.

“Hey,” Jason said as he brushed Abe’s hair off his forehead.

Abe blinked and met Jason’s gaze. Jason was lying on top of him, smiling softly. Both of them were nude, and the hair on Jason’s chest gave Abe added sensation as it brushed against him.

“Are you back to the land of the coherent?”

“That was….” Abe swallowed hard and tried to think of the right word. “Wow.”

“Good one, huh?” Jason’s smile was self-satisfied, proud, and well-deserved.

Staring at Jason, Abe nodded. He didn’t have a lot of experience, but seriously, wow.