I was impatient while I waited for Harley at the Charlotte airport on Friday, the day after Thanksgiving. He originally planned to return on Sunday, but then the news came out about canceling my trade. Neither of us thought we could handle more time apart, so he bumped his flight up to Friday. It was a crazy day for travel. The airport was the opposite of the night I first met Harley. Instead of being nearly empty, it was busier than I could ever remember.

I waited for half an hour in line to buy coffee. By the time I had the drink in my hand, Harley’s flight was five minutes away from landing. I glanced around at the rest of the friends and family waiting for their loved ones. A young boy, perhaps nine years old, spotted me, and he tugged at the shirt sleeve of the man standing next to him.

I watched the man nod and smile. The boy slowly approached me. He was nervous. He stopped about three steps away and tried to avoid looking directly at me. I took two steps in his direction and closed the gap. I said, “Hi, were you looking for me?”

“Yes, Mister, aren’t you Eric Hinsdale, the baseball player?”

I held a finger up to my lips and said, “Yes, but shh, we’ll keep that as our secret.”

He pointed at the older man and said, “But I already told Dad.”

I glanced at the man and saw him smiling. I squatted down partway and offered my hand to the boy for a shake. I asked, “Do you play baseball?”

“Oh, yeah. I play second base on my Little League team.”

I said, “I’ll make you a deal. If you send mail to me courtesy the Charlotte Yellowjackets and remind me that we met in the airport, I’ll send you and your dad a pair of tickets, and we’ll meet before the game. Make sure you bring something for me to sign.”

A huge smile spread across his face. “Wow! Would you really do that for us? Can my dad take a picture of you and me here at the airport with his camera?”

I said, “Of course.”

As we lined up to pose for the boy’s dad, I heard a familiar voice over my shoulder. “Hey, what’s up? I guess you’re too busy to notice that I’m home.”

I laughed out loud. It was Harley. I turned toward the boy and asked, “How about two baseball players in the picture?’

The boy’s mouth dropped open in shock. “That’s Harley Donaldson!”

Harley said, “In the flesh.”

Fortunately, Harley was wearing a nice button-up shirt instead of a beat-up old T-Shirt. I said, “Squat down and pose with us.”

Harley squatted down with the boy in the middle. We all grinned as the dad snapped a photo. I asked the boy for his name.

He said, “I’m Evan, Mister.”

I reached out to shake his hand one more time. “Call me Eric, and yes, this is Harley.”

Harley shook his hand while Evan’s dad stepped forward and said, “Thank you so much. Evan lives for baseball. It doesn’t matter what time of year. He’s always talking about baseball.”

I said, “Maybe someday he’ll be our teammate.”

Evan said, “That would be so cool!”

For much of the drive home, Harley and I didn’t know what to say to each other. A few days earlier, we’d mentioned that I needed to pack up my stuff when I got back from Thanksgiving. I needed to get ready for moving to Chicago. So much changed since then.

Halfway home, Harley said, “I’m going to admit something. Knowing that we get to stay together made me horny, and I decided to save it all until I got home. I didn’t jerk off in the shower or anything at my parents’ place. I hope that’s not too much information.”

I grinned. “Yeah, I saved it up, too.”

Harley placed a hand on my thigh and said, “Fuck, we’re gonna blow the roof off the place.”

As we stepped into the apartment, I shoved the door, and it slammed behind us. We didn’t make it to the couch or the bedroom. Harley pushed me up against the door and immediately began pawing at my chest. He growled, “I missed every inch of you. Fuck, let’s decide there are no more trips apart. We should decide that right now. I ached in my balls when I was alone without you.”

I reached up and held his face between my hands. Pushing my face forward, I kissed Harley hard on the lips. We both parted our lips, and he exhaled into my mouth. That always made my cock jump. As he pressed forward with his body, Harley pinned tightly against the door. I mumbled, “Damn, I missed you.”

He turned my head to the side and planted a kiss on my neck. Then Harley gripped the collar of my shirt and trailed his lips down to my collarbone. A slight hiss from me turned into a loud moan.

Harley pulled back for a moment, smiled and said, “If I didn’t know you love this shirt, and I had any kind of clue how to sew buttons back on, I’d tear this shirt off your body.” Instead, he unbuttoned every button as quickly as he could while I tried to breathe.

Harley pushed my shirt open and kissed a nipple. Then he surprised me. He bent his knees, reached behind my legs and my shoulders, and lifted me into his arms. He grinned and said, “I carried a girl like this once but never a guy. Is it okay for you?”

I rubbed my hand over his head wrapped my other arm around his neck. “It’s fucking hot. Seriously, it is. Where are we going?”

“To the bed. I want your cock.”

I whispered, “I’ll fuck you hard. You’ve got it.”

Harley shook his head. “I want it in my mouth.”

My whole body shuddered as he carried me down the hall, kicked open the bedroom door, and pitched me onto the bed. I shrugged the shirt off my shoulders and began to unfasten my jeans. I said, “Get down here. I need you.”

Harley growled, “And I don’t give a shit about this shirt.” It was a nice shirt, but when Harley tore it open with his hands sending buttons flying and landing with a plink against the bedroom window, it was one of the most exciting things I’d ever seen. As he pushed his jeans down over his hips, I salivated staring at the outline in his briefs. I wanted to suck him, too, but I’d have to wait my turn.

As he stared down at my buck naked body, Harley responded with a sexy sneer. He said, “You’re mine. For good!”

He slowly peeled his briefs down setting that thick cock free. It was rock hard and pressed up against his hard, muscled abs. He crawled onto the bed and pushed my legs apart. A few seconds later, his tongue circled my cock head.

I pushed my head back hard into the pillow and closed my eyes. Harley’s lips parted, and my cock began to slide into his mouth. To my surprise, my balls immediately started to tense. I murmured, “Oh, fuck, Harley. I’m close..slow, or I’ll cum!”

He didn’t hear me, or if he did, he didn’t respond. Harley began to suck…hard, and he bobbed his face up and down. I clutched the sheets tight at my sides and gasped for breath. I was ready to explode and tried hard to hold back.

Opening my eyes, I saw Harley’s hands gripping my thighs while he worked my cock. His tongue swept across my head again as he sucked. I yelped, “Fuck, Harley, can’t...hold it!”

Seconds later, I erupted into his mouth. I panted for breath and opened my eyes to see Harley staring at me licking his lips. He said, “Wow, that was fast. You never cum that fast.”

I breathed hard three times before I spoke. I said, “I was holding it for you for days. That’s what happens. I’m sorry. Fuck, I’m sorry.”

Harley shook his head. “There’s no need to apologize. Do you know what it means, though?”

A slight look of worry crept into my face. “What does it mean?’

“I’ll have to make you cum again. I’ll give you a short break, and then it’s back to the edge again.” A wicked grin spread across his face. “We’ve got all day, Eric. Maybe you can cum three or four times.” I gasped while he nodded with that intoxicating smile on his face.

“Oh, damn. We’ve not done more than twice with each other. All day…oh shit, Harley, I can’t imagine.”

“That’s why it’s good to find out.” He pushed up by my side and lay down next to me. Harley leaned over and kissed a nipple while his fingers wrapped around my balls. He said, “I bet there’s plenty left in here.”

I said, “I’m so glad you’re home.”

Harley whispered, “Make that glad we’re home.” He asked, “Do you think Mo can reverse the decision on the beach property? I’ve got a feeling the Yellowjackets won’t let either of us go for a good long time now.”

I said, “I can call him.”

“You can call him tonight. Right now, we’ve got more pressing business. Let’s go take a shower, and then we’ll climb back in bed.”

I grinned and said, “That sounds perfect. I’m going down on you in the shower.”

I felt Harley’s body shiver against me. “You better be careful, or I’ll explode as quickly as you.”