force, the bedsprings creaking beneath them as they strove for release.
Every thrust of Lee’s cock across Michael’s prostate added to that need, a little jolt of pleasure that built and built and built until he thought he couldn’t stand it anymore. The brush of the sheets along his shaft as he moved was almost unbearable, another layer of stimulation on already over-stimulated flesh.
His elbows gave out as a particularly powerful thrust forced his climax out of him. He grunted as Lee lost control behind him, thrusting erratically now until he finally collapsed across Michael’s back. They lay like that for several moments until the stickiness beneath Michael grew uncomfortable and the necessity of dealing with the condom became urgent. Lee rolled to the side, pulling Michael with him even as he withdrew.
“That was amazing,” Michael said with a long sigh of repletion. “I didn’t know I could feel like that.”
Lee grinned at him. “Let’s get cleaned up, and you can return the favor later tonight. If you want to stay up here with me, that is.”
Michael’s arms tightened around Lee, even knowing why his lover started to pull away. “Try to make me leave and see what happens.”
Lee laughed. “Not interested. I’d much rather keep you here.”
Michael let Lee go long enough to dispose of the condom and to return with a warm cloth to clean them up.
When that was done, Lee snuggled into bed, his body curling around Michael’s. Michael sighed again, with contentment this time, still amazed at everything Lee had made him feel. He had no idea when Lee had finally removed his pants, but they were skin to bare skin now, and that only added to his enjoyment of the moment. Lee’s lips nuzzled at the back of his neck, bringing a fresh smile to Michael’s lips. “I could get used to this,” he said softly.
“So could I,” Lee said, snuggling even closer, “but we don’t have to rush into anything. If this is right between us, it will still be right in a month or six months. We can take our time and let things develop naturally.”
Michael rolled in Lee’s arms so they were facing each other. “Or we can realize what we have and grab onto it with both hands. When it’s right—and nothing has ever felt as right as being here with you—time doesn’t matter.”
“We’ve known each other three weeks,” Lee reminded him. “We’ve had a total of three dates.”
Michael shrugged. “My parents met at a wedding. They saw each other the next weekend, and the weekend after that, they got engaged. That was thirty-five years ago.”
“So you believe in love at first sight?” Lee asked.
“I believe in love,” Michael replied, “whatever that looks like. How can I not with that kind of example in front of me? I’m not saying we should run away to Massachusetts and get married right away, but if you feel the same way, is there any point in not admitting it right away and making plans based on those feelings?”
“I didn’t think you’d want to move that fast,” Lee admitted. “You were pretty nervous around me when we first met.”
“And since then you’ve shown me I have no reason to be,” Michael reminded him. “Other than those unfounded fears, everything about you is exactly what I need. Even not seeing you every day, the past three weeks have been the happiest I can remember in years. I want to hold onto that.”
Lee smiled. “Then that’s what we’ll do.”
Michael paid his registration at the Houston Gay Gamers Convention and picked up the schedule. Lee had already taken their bags up to the room and probably had the booth set up by now, but once Michael had his badge, he headed toward the dealers’ room to check anyway. He couldn’t stop the smile on his face when he caught sight of his lover, wearing jeans and a T-shirt still at this point rather than his full leather gear. He’d save
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