Chapter 24 - Valentine’s Dinner #3
They then spent the next two hours at the other end of the dining table, making a start on the Lego.
Callum had Lego as a child but hadn’t experienced any of the newer sets like this, so it took him a while to get into following the detailed instructions.
He thought he’d make it quickly but soon realised it was way more complicated than he’d anticipated.
Julian was next to him, of course, thighs touching, helping him find various pieces.
Callum’s random approach was to dump everything on the table and just look, whilst Julian quietly sorted them into piles of colours, and within those, grouping shapes together.
This was just them. Julian organised, methodical, results-oriented, Callum free-thinking, a bit wild, living in the moment.
Around midnight, Julian called time on it, and Callum reluctantly left the sneaker unfinished on the table, vowing to finish it at the weekend.
Julian turned off his Infinity Gauntlet to conserve the Titan’s power, he joked.
They headed to bed, where they showed their mutual appreciation for a special evening, lovely cards, heartfelt words and very personal gifts.
***
Sat. 15th February 25
The sun crept into the bedroom in the morning, turning it into a haze of gold and grey.
Callum woke up first, feeling the heavy, solid warmth of Julian’s body pressed tight against his back.
As usual, they were spooned together tightly, the silk sheets tangled around their legs.
Callum thought how strange it was that Julian always slept so close to him, yet he’d spent all those years on his own.
Clearly, this was what he was looking for, and Callum was very happy he’d found it with him.
As Julian began to stir, he groaned, his arm tightening around Callum’s chest. The morning light revealed the reality of two men who had spent the night in the gravity of each other's orbit: they were both aroused, bodies reacting instinctively to proximity and heat.
“Morning,” Julian rasped, his voice thick with sleep.
He nuzzled into the side of Callum’s neck, breath warm.
“I think when you stay, it has a very specific, medically induced side effect…” He slowly and very intentionally thrust his cock along the length of Callum’s ass crack. It felt warm and inviting.
Callum chuckled, shifting his hips back against Julian, even tighter against his member, a low moan escaping his throat. “It’s definitely a medical condition, Julian. Very serious, probably needing immediate attention.”
Julian let out a low, rumbling laugh, the sound vibrating through Callum’s spine, pulling Callum closer. He continued to let his dick play along Callum’s arse, the warm head rubbing past his hole, loving both the warmth and possibilities.
Callum could feel that he was wet with pre-cum and definitely very hard. Should they? It would be so easy to just relax into the moment. He reached for Julian’s cock and moved it to his hole. Julian froze.
“It’s ok, I’m just trying it.” He pressed the helmet against his hole, feeling the heat radiating from it.
Julian didn’t move at all, letting Callum take the lead.
Callum pushed and relaxed, taking just the tip against his hole.
It felt so nice. They were both relaxed; it was warm, and the sun was falling across the bed. It would have been so easy to.
But no.
Callum didn’t feel ready for this, in this moment. He wanted to, but he needed to feel ready and, more importantly, clean and prepared.
Sure, this was a prelude to fucking, but Callum knew that Julian was too much of a gentleman to take it further without being sure Callum was.
Callum squeezed his cheeks against the hot cock and thought how nice it would be when it eventually happened.
They spooned for a while, Julian giving little wet kisses to Callum’s neck, nuzzling up, appreciating the morning and a new day with someone in his life.
Callum’s hole got increasingly wet as Julian continued his arousal.
“I could get used to this,” Julian whispered, his lips grazing Callum's shoulder.
“Not today, Satan, not today!” Callum shouted playfully, pulling away, rolling over and pinning Julian down on his back.
Their erections were together, and Callum reached down, wanking both warm and now sticky cocks in his hands.
After all the foreplay and after some very passionate kissing, it wasn’t long at all before they were covered in their sticky release.
Afterwards they collapsed onto each other, kissing small kisses, the sort where you kiss and pull back. They were playful. They were connected. They were happy.
“I’ve been thinking about your gym, Callum. We need to sit down and talk about it calmly when you don’t get upset and angry, OK?”
“Yes, I know,” Callum replied. “Let’s do it this weekend, but not now please. I suggest we clean up this oogy mess first.”
“Misery,” said Julian, referring to the quote.
“Then we put on some gear and go workout, then maybe swim, shower, breakfast, and then...” and he gave a massive pause for effect, “we are, and more specifically, you are, going to meet my best friend in the world, and you’d better be on your best behaviour!”
They’d arranged to meet Sophia for lunch. Callum was anxious about whether she and Julian would hit it off, but he thought they would. Julian was interested to meet this best friend of his and see what she was like, having heard so much about her.
“Well, I shall be on my best behaviour, I assure you, and I will make a good impression,” he said in a confirmatory tone, adding a wink for good measure.