Bishop: A True Lover's Story

“I’m coming,” Edison gasped.

“Fuck. Me too.” Bishop grunted and thrust his hips up at the same time he pulled Edison forward.

Edison felt his cock spasm and his hole clenched as he came all over himself for a second time.

“Ahhh. God,” Bishop hollered. “Too tight.”

“Yes. Only for you,” Edison breathed, feeling bolder, “Come deep inside of me, Bishop.”

He pulled his head out of Bishop’s neck and looked him in his eyes. He needed him to see the love he had for him and that it was intact, it was unwavering. Nothing could come between them now, no one. They were both panting heavily against each other and he knew it was about to be over… for now. But, he couldn’t wait to do it again. It was unlike anything he could’ve imagined. Bishop gazed into his eyes then latched on to his mouth as he came, squeezing him to the point of cutting circulation. But he’d never complain as a warmth he felt all the way to his toes filled him.

Bishop had taken his time and loved every part of Edison that was in need before he ever got to sexing his body. It’d never been a priority. All Bishop wanted to do was care for him and make him feel special and wanted. That was most important to his partner and it was what Edison truly needed. And he knew now what Bishop needed. He’d continue to feed him, talk with him, laugh with him, read to him, and support him with school. And he knew with Bishop, life would never be boring.

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Bishop

Bishop worked to catch his breath as his head swam and his body continued to spasm under Edison’s sexy weight. He lay down and took Edison with him, his spent cock twitching and slipping from his tight hole as he pulled him up higher on his chest. He kissed those soft cheeks, his forehead, down the bridge of his nose until he was sucking on those sweet lips. He didn’t know how long they parlayed in the afterglow, but Bishop wasn’t ready to get out of bed. He folded Edison into his arms, letting him nuzzle into his armpit.

When he caught Edison’s bright eyes, he saw a faint blush work from his smooth cheeks all the way to his chest. “I’m not a virgin anymore,” he said softly.

“Thank you,” he mumbled against Edison’s temple. “What you just gave me… means everything to me.”

“I love you,” Edison said.

“I love you too…” Bishop whispered.

They were quiet for a long time as Edison ran his fingertips over the smooth hair on his abdomen. Bishop was staring at him, lazily fingering Edison’s soft hair when he suddenly asked, “Will you move in with—?”

“Yes,” Bishop shot out before Edison even finished asking the question.

Edison blinked. “D-did you hear what asked?”

“Did you hear my answer?” Bishop said, smiling wide.

Edison’s smile got bigger and bigger until he was beaming and vibrating beside him. There was nothing he’d deny Edison. Nothing he’d refuse his lover. If Edison wanted him there with him every day then he would give him all the time he had to spare.

“You’re sure you’re ready to put up with all this?” Bishop asked, spreading his arms wide. “It’s gonna be a long road, baby. You down to ride with me?”

“Oh yeah, I’m down.” Edison laughed. “I’m not sure what that even means, but yeah… I’m down.”

Bishop rolled with Edison in his arms, his heart feeling as if it’d burst out of his chest. Finally, the war was over, and he’d won the most important battle. He’d never known true happiness before. Wood had talked about it and described it to him, but he’d never quite understood it… not until now. He had his friends, his father, his work, his schooling, and now he had Edison Scala’s heart.

Bishop had all he needed to succeed.

The End… for now