Chapter Nineteen

They had two queen-sized beds in the motel room. It was a step up from the other seedy place they spent the night before in, but it was off the main highway, and William was confident enough for Ronald to think they were safe for a little while longer.

Ronald lay awake in the dark. The motel room had blackout curtains over the large bay window that looked out over the parking lot. They were on the second floor so outside the door was a landing and a railing. William insisted on a room that was closest to the stairwell. It was Friday night, and the sound of motorcycles revving in the parking lot with their loud pipes popping was impossible to sleep through. So he stared at the ceiling. In the dark, there was nothing to see.

But he felt the bed move slightly. The sheets turned back, and a weight on the bed next to him, made Ronald’s heart race. He felt William’s hands glide over his torso. The cool strong fingers of his former lover were better than anything Ronald felt in a very long time. William pressed his face against Ronald’s ear.

“I love you so much,” he breathed. The words and heat of his breath caused an electric shock that rippled down his neck and exploded goosebumps across his chest. He felt William’s fingertips toy with his erect nipple.

Ronald rolled to face William. He brought up his hands and pressed them on each side of William’s face. Holding him close, the soft bristles of his beard against the palms of his hands, Ronald closed his eyes and sighed.

“I just got to know,” he started. “Is this just tonight, or forever?”

William didn’t answer right away. Eyes still closed, the outline of his lover’s body, the handsome face in his hands, were brilliantly visible in his mind. He didn’t need to see William in the dark. Ronald never forgot the features or the taste of his tongue. The warm breath against his lips now gave him another ripple of chills. William was there, so close, touching him. It was all he ever wanted. And if someone came into the room at that moment and stole away his last breath, Ronald felt he would die complete, knowing that at least, he got to hold William just one more time.

“I’m here because I couldn’t be away from you anymore. I never lost sight of you. I never forgot you. I’ve never been unfaithful to you.” William’s lips brushed against Ronald’s mouth when his whispered words stroked his ears in the dark. “Even before the day I asked you to marry me, I never wanted anyone else.”

“I never stopped loving you,” Ronald admitted.

“I know.”

And after three years away, thousands of miles between them, William and Ronald embraced again. The union of their love had stretched thin, to the frayed expanse of patience and remained strong. William’s mouth pulled hungrily at Ronald’s kiss. His tongue pressed into Ronald’s welcoming mouth. There was the sweet taste of toothpaste and their mingling love.

Ronald felt William’s hand wander over his chest, moving down to slip fingers into his underwear. Ronald was delicate with William’s torso, worried about the injury. His fingers probed around the wound as his hand trailed down to pull at the elastic of the boxer-briefs.

Their lovemaking wasn’t something based on outrageous techniques or flamboyant positions. They were roughly the same height, and that worked to some disadvantages when it came to certain aspects of their sex.

William pulled up his knee, so Ronald could slip the underwear down the leg more comfortable. William finally kicked free of the constricting briefs. He sighed and parted his legs, pressing his hips, so the tip of his erect cock pressed against Ronald’s side.

Ronald didn’t wait to have William help remove the underwear. He tilted and moved quickly, efficiently under the sheets until both men were finally naked next to each other. There was giddiness to their quick movements. Ronald felt William’s hand find his stiff cock again, tugged on it gently. William used his forearm to ease Ronald on his back. His hand never lost contact with Ronald’s cock, and William sat up and moved into a position that had his face hovering over Ronald’s cock. In the dark, eyes open, trying to see just a sliver of his lover, Ronald felt William’s hot wet tongue press against the tip of his penis.

“I love your cock,” William said before opening his mouth and taking as much of Ronald’s thick cock into his mouth. William loved sucking Ronald’s cock, and there were times when Ronald felt selfish about it. But that night he gave in to William’s needs, exploring how his tongue curled around the shaft, while his hand gripped the base of his cock. He felt William’s fingers from his other hand tracing over Ronald’s balls. The sensation was sending electric waves through him, he felt William’s fingertip trace circles over the furry balls and press lower, under his scrotum. Fingertips caressed Ronald’s perineum. The rhythmic motion of William’s head was sliding up and down, his fingers pressed against the perineum forced a reflex of Ronald’s cock. And William hummed with pleasure as a dollop of precum went into his mouth, and he swallowed it greedily down.

The sensation was mesmerizing for Ronald, but he wanted more of William before his lover tried to coax an orgasm from him. He pulled on William’s shoulders, felt the mouth break its hold on his cock.

He pulled up on William. Ronald took his face and brought his lips to meet him. He kissed at his mouth, tasting his precum and William’s natural flavor comingling with the deep and passionate kiss. He whimpered because there was a pain in his heart that never healed and suddenly with William there again in his arms, that soreness was as fresh and vivid as the feel of William’s hard cock that nestled between Ronald’s legs now.

They were shared lovers. There were no leaders in their physical relationship. William loved the feel of Ronald’s cock inside him as much as Ronald ached to have William inside. But that night, he wanted to feel William against him. The physical presence was replacing the apparition of his fantasy he kept over the years. Every time he masturbated in the dark, it was William’s name he called out. Every thought about sex, anytime he watched pornography, he thought about what he and William accomplished, not just in bed, but in their limited time together.

Now Ronald just had to feel William’s arms wrapped around him. Wanted to taste his mouth and hear his breath. The hammering in his ears drowned the sound of William’s rapid heartbeat. But Ronald felt it through his chest with his lover lying on top of him. It wasn’t just sex he needed from William. It was the absolute knowledge that they had each other and it was going to last for more than only one night.

“I’m not going anywhere,” William whispered to him. Ronald’s thoughts were so loud inside his head that William had heard them without being asked.