Seth - Epilogue
One year later
I fall back into bed after my shower, still naked, letting my fan cool my skin. My muscles on top of my muscles ache like hell, but the hot water helped a little.
I sit up on my elbows and look around my now-empty bedroom.
A small pine of sadness hits me. I’ll miss this room.
I’ll miss this house. It’s filled with years of good memories, and some bad ones, too.
Not only from Malcolm, but from Leo too.
Therapy has helped a lot with my abandonment issues and sense of betrayal from Leo.
It has also brought peace of mind and helped with my relationship with Calvin.
But now I’m ready to create some new memories with Calvin at his house. We agreed I’d move in with him, even if moving three kids and all my crap was a hassle. It was my idea because I wanted to start fresh with him, even if it is only next door.
The kids are at my parents’ house. They plan to take them out to dinner and to a movie to give Calvin and me an evening to break in his house.
Right when I sit up to get dressed, my phone buzzes. I reach for it on the nightstand and see that it’s Calvin. He can’t even wait one second before I’m back over there.
Joker: For old times' sake?
Me: ???
Joker: How about a little phone sex?
Me: You can’t wait until I get there?
Joker: Nope. When are we going to be able to do this again?
Me: You have a point.
Joker: I’m always right.
Me: ??????
Joker: Is that a yes?
Me: You know dang well that’s an eye roll.
Joker: I’ll take that as a yes, then.
I chuckle and shake my head. He knows I’ll give in because I want to do it, but it’s fun to tease him back when he teases me so much.
Joker: And you can say ‘damn’. You should try saying it
several times. It’s cathartic.
I FaceTime Calvin as he’s yammering away about me needing to swear more. I realize he’s just messing with me, but if anyone’s stopped swearing, it’s him. He really tries to use his words carefully around the kids.
“Hey, baby! Long time no see!” he says when he answers. His blond hair is wet and fingered back from his face. The scruff on his face is thick since he hasn’t shaved in a while, and some grays are peeking through now, but I don’t dare remind him of that. He’s touchy enough about his age.
“Really, Joker? We literally saw each other about an hour ago.”
He presses a hand to his heart and sighs dramatically. “Oh, how the hour feels like a lifetime of pain and loneliness.”
I roll my eyes again because he loves it when I do. “Sure thing there, Shakespeare.”
Calvin pretends he can peek through the screen. “You’re naked, right?”
After having phone sex with him regularly over the past year, I don’t get as embarrassed anymore, so I move the phone and hover it over my cock.
“Yummy!” he says. “You know what?”
“What?”
“Change of plans. I’m coming over.”
He hangs up. I turn my phone off and wait for him. He’s got a key so he can let himself in. I tuck my hands under my head in bed and wait.
A few minutes later, I hear the front door slam shut and Calvin bounding up the stairs. He walks into my bedroom, storming in as if he’s the President of the United States, wearing only a bathrobe and a smirk. The robe is open, showing that he’s still naked.
“You went outside like that?”
He shrugs, tosses the robe, climbs into the bed, and straddles me. “No one saw me.”
“I’m starting to think you want them to.”
“It’s kind of hot, but I wouldn’t do that to any neighbors. I only opened it when I got inside.”
I rub my hands over his chest, which is also sporting some grays. “So, I thought we were supposed to break in your place… our place.”
“The only thing that needs breaking in is my ass. It’s been a while.”
I raise a brow and grin as it dawns on me what he’s saying. “Do you… want me inside you this time?”
He gives me a curt nod. “Yep. It’s time.”
“What’s changed?”
“Us. We’re starting new, right? We’re moving in together, and we’ve been planning out our future. What better way to start than to hand my body over to you?”
“Aww, you’re so romantic.” While I’m teasing him, it’s half true. This is romantic for Calvin.
He winks at me. “I know, right?”
“Do you need to clean yourself out? I’ve got a few things left in my bathroom.”
“Nope, I’m good.”
My brows shoot to my hairline. “Oh, now I’m really on board with this new Calvin.”
“Don’t get used to it, Preppy Bottom.”
I snort a laugh at that. “Well, that’s a new one. I think I prefer Tiger.” My hand slides along his pec, which is covered in a large Chinese tiger. It’s a stunning piece that Slade did.
“Hmm, perhaps you’re right,” he says and leans down to kiss me. “Now, it’s time to fuck me. I’m a big baby, too, so go easy on me.”
“I can attest to that after your last cold.”
“Psh…”
Calvin climbs off me, gets on his hands and knees, and wiggles his ass. I smack it because I can’t help myself.
“Hey!”
“You love it.”
I head to my bathroom and find a couple of lube packets left in a drawer that I planned to toss. Now I don’t have to.
After I get into bed, I open a packet and pour the contents over his hole, then onto my hand. I also slather some over his cock.
“Hmm, maybe I should just have you stroke me off,” he says, his voice muffled in the covers with his face pressed into the bed.
“No way. You have me entirely intrigued now. I’m going to be in this ass.”
He looks behind him with a huge smile and gleaming green eyes. “Baby… you said, ‘ass.’”
“I knew that’d make you happy, weirdo.”
“So happy.”
“Now shut up and let me work you open.”
And he surprisingly does when I shove a finger inside him. I’m not exactly large, so Calvin probably doesn’t need as much work to open him up as I usually do.
Once I get three fingers in him with ease and he’s comfortable, I pull them out, wipe my hands on my comforter, and sit up.
“How do you want to do this?” I ask him.
“That felt good, Tiger.” Calvin sits up, stretches, and yawns. “I wanna ride your cock. On your back.”
I fall into bed, and he straddles me again. “At least you’re hard already.”
“Already? Do you have any idea how sexy and hot it is to play with your ass?”
“Aww, you said ass again.”
“Ugh… Will you ride me now?”
“Touchy…”
“Pain in the patootie.”
He tugs on my dick a few times before he rises to his knees, hovers his hole over me, and slowly works me inside him. “This will take a moment. It’s been way too long.”
I lie there and let Calvin do all the work.
I watch him wince a bit, close his eyes, open them again, and bite his bottom lip.
Now his tongue is peeking out. All the while, I’m dying, feeling his tight heat surround my cock.
For me, it’s been well over a decade since I’ve been inside a man.
It’s overstimulating and a little overwhelming because I’m afraid Calvin won’t enjoy it.
Then again, it’s good he wants to ride me like this, so he can work it however he likes, taking a lot of the guesswork out for me.
He’s fully seated, finally. His eyes are closed, hands resting on my stomach, while he slowly breathes in and out through his nose. “Give me a sec.”
I rest my hands on his thick thighs. “Take your time, Joker.”
Honestly, I’d like to get him moving, but we’re not going to rush this. My heart is racing and so full of love for this man who trusts me to do this. It feels like something he chose to do spontaneously, but knowing Calvin, he’s thought about it for a while, waiting for the right moment.
Soon, he starts rolling his hips and doing a gentle bounce. My hands roam over his skin before reaching for his cock. Now that he’s getting into it, I wrap my fingers around his oiled cock and stroke him in sync with his movements.
Sweat beads and glistens on his face, and his eyes finally meet mine. Then he grins. “Oh, we’re going to have to do this more often. I forgot how damn good this feels.”
“I can totally get on board with that.”
“Good, I’m bottoming from now on.”
I huff at him. “Hey now! Let’s talk about this.”
He winks at me again. “Do you really think for a second I’d give up being inside you? No thanks.”
Ugh, I’m still learning when he’s joking or not.
As soon as I open my mouth to speak, he leans down and smothers my words with a kiss and his tongue. While we make out, he moves up and down rapidly, our skin slapping loudly.
I stroke him faster to keep up with his pounding, and he groans in my mouth. His cock is getting hot and harder, so I know he’s close.
He reaches for my face and cups my jaw to control the kiss. Even with me inside him, he runs the show. Always. And it’s exactly the way I like it.
Suddenly, hot spurts shoot out of him and all over my chest. It quickly cools, and he starts to settle down, so I sit up and push him over onto his back.
My cock slips out of him, but I shove his legs back and sink right back into him.
I don’t waste a second in getting off, pummeling into his ass fast and hard.
“Fuck me, baby. Fuck me,” he pants.
My body freezes for a second, and my eyes slam closed as my climax hits me.
Then I keep pounding until my balls have nothing left to give.
I’m tired now between the move and the sex.
I fall on top of him, and he drags his blunt nails over my sweaty, heated skin.
Now that I’m relaxed, I could stay like this forever.
“That was nice,” he says.
All I can do is nod as I catch my breath.
After a few minutes, I sit up and kiss him.
His lips are salty from the sweat, as are mine, I’m sure.
I stare at his pretty olive-green eyes, filled with this profound sense of love for this man.
When we first met, he was a walking, talking red flag.
Now he’s all green and has been for the past year.
“Let’s get married,” I blurt. My face heats because I tend to say shit out of the blue, like when I first told him I loved him.
He grins sleepily. “Are you proposing, Tiger?”
“Yeah, I guess I am.”
He fingers back my hair with both hands before pulling my head down and kissing my forehead. “Then let’s do it.”
“That wasn’t very romantic, was it?” I say sheepishly.
“We don’t need flowery words or sonnets of love. You blurting out your feelings for me is absolutely you and perfect.”
“I bet you would’ve done the whole ring and knee thing.”
He chuckles, his eyes dancing with love and humor. “Probably, but it doesn’t matter how we do it. That we love each other is all that matters.”
“True,” I say, lying my body on him and resting my head on his shoulder. God, I’m tired.
“Let’s go somewhere cold to do it. It’s always hot here.”
“Sounds good to me.”
“Love you, Tiger.”
“Love you, Joker. Always.”