Chapter 26
Six hours later, Colin and Hernán collapsed onto chairs in Maryanne’s office. She squealed. “It went great, didn’t it? I can tell from your faces.”
Colin loosened his tie and nodded. “Everything went smoothly. The whole team was ready, and everybody had their shit down cold. Sabeen needed Hernán’s help on a few questions from this one prick of an aide to Senator Gerragos, but she kept calm. I was so proud of them.”
Hernán swatted him lightly on the arm. “Don’t be so modest. You were the one who set the tone and controlled each meeting. I had no idea what to expect, but you were amazing to watch in action. I was so proud.”
Colin blushed fiercely as Maryanne cackled. “See? I knew you’d be fantastic once we got you out of your office,” she gloated. “Now go through it for me step by step.”
Hernán excused himself to check on his class materials for the next morning, while Colin launched into a detailed discussion of the mission. Even down the hall from Maryanne’s office, he could hear the excitement and confidence in Colin’s tone as they discussed each senator and congressperson on the agenda.
The debriefing went on and on, to Hernán’s amusement. He brought his teaching guide into Maryanne’s office and sat on a small sofa in the corner as they went over every nuance of every question from the staff members and aides.
Colin’s hands flew around as he praised each team member’s performance, slammed a bigoted congresswoman for her remarks about terrorism, and described how one senator agreed to take a fresh look at his support for the immigration bill in light of the stories he’d heard that day.
They finally adjourned from the office to have dinner together, Maryanne and Colin still deep in their post-mortem. The excitement in Colin’s voice, the sparkle in his eyes, and the fire Hernán could see in him were alluring. Watching his impassioned boyfriend began to affect Hernán. He shifted to keep his half-erection from becoming too noticeable in his new suit pants.
When their entrees were served, their conversation came to a pause while they began to eat. Hernán jumped into the silence. “Colin, have you ever thought about running for office yourself?”
Colin froze with a fork halfway to his mouth, eyes round. Maryanne took the question seriously, and leaned in.
“That’s actually a great idea, Colin. You’re passionate, personable, smart, connected. Think of what you might eventually be able to achieve on immigration issues from inside Congress.”
“That’s ridiculous,” Colin murmured, lowering his fork and staring at the plate. “I’m nobody special.”
“Oh cariño,” Hernán protested. “That’s just not true. You’re incredibly special.”
“I’m not saying you should form an exploratory committee tomorrow,” Maryanne added. “But think about it for a while. Let the idea percolate. Use that brain of yours to examine the path various people took into office.”
Colin looked back and forth between the two of them, shyness and fear warring in his eyes. “You’re not making fun of me, are you?” he asked softly.
Maryanne made a sound of protest, and Hernán took his hand. He said firmly, “I’d never make fun of you. You’re my warrior, Colin. You have so much to give. Just think about what giants you’d like to slay next.”
Colin nervously changed the subject, bringing the conversation back to the lobbying visit. Even that topic ran dry by the time dessert arrived, and Maryanne asked Hernán questions about himself. As much as he liked her company, though, he didn’t feel ready to tell the woman in charge of his unofficial place of employment too many personal details. They chatted about life in El Salvador, but Hernán stayed far away from any mention of Cuernos or his immigration status.
Colin grabbed the check when the meal ended. It made Hernán uncomfortable as always, but Maryanne just shrugged as she pulled on her coat. “He always does that, Hernán. I gave up fighting over checks a year ago.”
“I wish you’d learn that lesson,” Colin murmured to Hernán with a smile. Hernán looked pointedly at the suit jacket he was pulling on at the moment, and Colin laughed. “Okay, you’re making progress.”
“I want you to take tomorrow off, Colin,” Maryanne said before they parted. “You worked so hard on that lobbying visit you deserve it.” To Hernán, she said with a faux-frown, “Not you, though. Your ESL classes are in high demand.”
“You get that he’s a volunteer, right?” Colin asked. “Besides, I’m taking him to meet my parents this weekend.”
“Oh shit,” Maryanne breathed. “I met your mother that time she came to DC and hosted our fundraiser. Scary as fuck!”
“Stop it,” Colin laughed. “You’re just trying to freak Hernán out.”
“Is it working?” she asked Hernán with a wink.
“Yes, but I’m still going to New Jersey tomorrow afternoon,” he said, slipping a hand into Colin’s. “My ESL classes are at ten and one tomorrow. I’ll be there.”
Back in their apartment, Colin hung up their coats and then pulled Hernán into a kiss. “Thank you again,” he said in a low voice. “I was scared as shit that I’d fuck up this whole Hill visit. Having you there with me meant the world.”
The taste of wine on Colin’s tongue made Hernán’s cock stir again. “You would have been just fine without me. But if I can help you in any way, I want to do it,” Hernán said. He pulled Colin closer, pressing their bodies together to make sure Colin could feel his growing arousal. “Now, warrior, I think we’re due a conversation of our own.”
They both changed out of their suits and into loose pants and T-shirts, and then settled on the bed in Colin’s room.
Hernán started, thoughtful despite his eagerness. He knew what he wanted that night, but Colin was right to be cautious. “What you said this morning, about talking before we try new stuff. It makes sense.”
He paused, staring down the bed at his toes. “I haven’t run into any situation with you that upsets me or scares me. I did get nervous for a moment when you touched my ass today. All I had to do was remind myself it was you, and everything was fine.”
Colin said slowly, “I remember when we kissed that first time, and I wasn’t careful enough. I scared you that night, when you felt me get excited.”
“Well, true,” Hernán agreed. He twisted his lower lip as he recalled his panic at the feel of Colin’s erection pressing into his side. “I realize it wasn’t that long ago, but in some ways it feels like it’s been months.”
Their eyes met again. “I know you so much better now. I know I can trust you. More than that, I know how happy you make me. I always had an idea that sex was this big secret thing. Shameful, furtive, embarrassing. It helps that you’ve showed me it’s the most natural thing in the world. It’s just so much fun!”
Colin smiled and kissed him. “It is, with you. Honestly, sex has never been like this for me before. Maybe I was too needy or insecure or inexperienced. I don’t know. But when we’re together, I can give in to my fantasies or do crazy things and just be in the moment. Even laughing with you makes it all so much sexier. When I hear you laugh, I know you’re enjoying it and not afraid.”
“Even when I’m not laughing, you have to know that I love everything we do together. Right?”
Colin nodded. “I believe you. Sometimes when I’m holding you or looking into your eyes, I get so emotional I couldn’t laugh if a clown ran through the room.”
“Please tell me you don’t fantasize about a clown threesome,” Hernán said with a wide grin. “I’d do it if you really wanted, but I think Jesse and Paul would get jealous.”
Colin chuckled, nuzzling the side of Hernán’s head with his nose. “No threesome. Gotcha.”
Hernán turned serious. His dream from the night before, their shared pleasure before work, his hunger for Colin as they sat through dinner all pooled in his belly. The heat he felt inside and the rush of blood in his ears told him that it was time.
He said in a low voice, “There is something I want, though. Before you say anything, I’ve thought it through. I think I’m ready for this, and if I’m wrong, I know you’ll stop.”
Colin’s mouth had dropped into an O of surprise already, and Hernán nodded. “I want to feel you inside me.”
Colin made a low, throaty sound as he slowly ran a hand down Hernán’s neck and over his T-shirt. The flush of desire creeping up his throat told Hernán that Colin had thought about it too, and wanted him.
“That’s what happened next in my dream,” Hernán whispered. “You made love to me. Will you do that for me, Colin? Will you love me?”
Colin’s dick pulsed in time with his racing heart. Would he love Hernán? With every fiber of his body. The laughter was gone, and Colin felt the weight of responsibility. Hernán trusted him with the most intimate act two men could share. It had been forced on him before with violence, yet he wanted to share himself with Colin. In love.
The pressure Colin felt did nothing to douse his passion. As Hernán tugged off his shirt and pants, he felt himself leaking already. He stripped quickly and then lay back, arms open for Hernán to come to him.
The bed dipped under Hernán’s weight as he crawled across the comforter toward Colin and lay on top of him. His muscled, sculpted body lowered to meet Colin’s chest, firing his blood. Hernán kept his eyes open as he moved in for a kiss. Colin brushed a lock of hair off his forehead, and then put his hand around the back of Hernán’s head to tug him down.
Hernán was wrapped in his arms, his smooth skin gliding against Colin’s as they embraced. His thick cock pressed between their bodies, slick and leaking every bit as much as Colin’s. Their lips brushed, the tip of Hernán’s tongue stroked, and then Colin was lost to desire.
Still, he had to check again. “You’re sure, Nán? You know I have everything I need already. You don’t have to—”
“I want you inside me,” Hernán interrupted. “I’ve been thinking about it a lot, and my dream last night…” He shivered. “I need it, Colin. Um, there’s one thing.”
“Yes?”
“It’s, uh, your choice. Whether we use anything. A condom.” Hernán blushed adorably.
Colin’s dick surged to full hardness and flexed automatically as the thought of being bare inside a man for the first time in his life hit Colin right in the balls. He almost came from the idea alone. How was he going to hold off long enough to make love to Hernán the way he deserved?
Colin heard the excitement in his own voice when he responded. “Then I choose not to. With everything Chris told us, I’m not worried at all. Are you okay with that?”
Hernán nodded, his eyes burning. Despite his nervousness, he seemed to want it raw as much as Colin did. “That’s what I think about,” he whispered. “You sliding up inside me, filling me when you come.”
Colin shuddered and grabbed the base of his dick tightly, squeezing to hold off his orgasm. His voice trembled as he said, “Roll over and lie back now. If you want me to stop at any point, just say so. Okay?”
Although Hernán had asked to be penetrated, his jaw went tight as he repositioned himself. Still, he nodded agreement at Colin’s words and braced his feet apart to raise his knees. He wanted Colin, but he seemed slightly afraid at the same time.
Colin needed to be worthy of the trust placed in him. The best way he could repay it was make Hernán wild before he entered. He retrieved the bottle of lube from his drawer, and then spontaneously reached back in to grab his slenderest dildo. Dropping the toy within easy reach, he popped the cap on the bottle to pour liquid onto his fingers.
After tossing the bottle aside, he slid up along Hernán’s body for a kiss while his long arm reached down. Slick fingers stroked between Hernán’s legs. Hernán moaned softly against his mouth when Colin glided fingers across Hernán’s smooth balls, down between his legs, and into the crevice between his cheeks.
He found the tight ring and rubbed in small, light circles around the rim until he sensed it relax underneath his touch. Pressing his tongue firmly into Hernán’s mouth, he worked his middle finger into Hernán’s ass. The velvet texture and heat inside sucked him in. Within moments, he began carefully fucking in and out. His long arms allowed him to keep kissing Hernán, even as his finger probed and searched for… There it was.
Hernán gasped when Colin found his prostate and stroked over it. His cock released a dollop of clear fluid between their bodies that Colin longed to lap up, except he was fully occupied already. They kept kissing, the heat of it rising to molten levels when Colin slipped in a second finger and renewed the prostate massage.
Hernán thrust against the invading hand as he gripped Colin by the hair and pulled his head back. Nostrils flaring, pupils blown wide, he gazed up at Colin in wonder. “More. I can take more.”
Colin freed himself long enough to pick up the narrow silicone cock. Yellow and pink, its colors twisted like a candy-cane up to its lightly-flared head.
Hernán growled low when he saw it. “Who’s this one? I don’t believe we’ve used him before.”
Colin winked. “Meet Ronald. He kind of reminds me of a clown.”
“Oh no, is this the threesome after all?” Hernán chuckled as he reached to tug on Colin’s cock, his strokes eased by the precome leaking copiously from its slit.
Colin rested the head of Ronald against Hernán’s opening and wrapped his slippery hand around Hernán’s thick erection. He slid up and then back down, tugging Hernán’s foreskin tight at the same time he pressed Ronald inside.
“Aaaah,” Hernán groaned, his back arching to thrust his dick up into Colin’s hands. “So strange. So good.” Colin twisted the toy around as he worked in a few more inches, all the while stroking Hernán’s cock.
In moments, Hernán’s hand shot out to still Colin’s. “Too close.” Colin withdrew Ronald and tossed it aside, and then shifted around again to position himself between raised knees. There was Hernán’s hole, exposed and hairless, shiny with lube and a little puffy.
Hernán grabbed himself and squeezed Colin’s sides with his thighs. “Come here, lindo. I have to feel you inside. Right now.”
Colin’s cock jutted up hard and red, glistening at the tip from his excitement. He poured more lube into his hand and made a show of sliding his palm over and around his erection, hissing when his fingers trailed over the corona. Hernán’s eyes, heavy-lidded in lust, watched his dick hungrily. Colin swiped more lube over his hole and tested whether it was open enough.
“No more,” Hernán said in a voice that sounded drugged. “You. I need you.” He reached to pull Colin down, cradling him. Colin raised Hernán’s legs to rest over his shoulders, and the head of his dick brushed against Hernán’s asshole.
They kissed again as Colin slowly penetrated him. Hernán’s body yielded while Colin sank in millimeter by millimeter. He sucked in a shuddering breath as Hernán engulfed his cock, drawing him down a tight, caressing, warm tunnel.
Colin was thunderstruck by sensation. He was bare inside his lover. The enormous, monumental fact of Hernán sharing himself so completely made him want to cry his joy aloud.
“Aah,” Hernán hissed slightly as Colin slid deeper. He pulled back just enough to meet Colin’s eyes, lips slightly parted.
“There we are,” Colin said on a sigh as his pubic bone met Hernán’s ass. “I’m all the way inside you.”
Hernán nodded and his eyes shimmered. “Inside me,” he echoed. “Inside…here.” He freed an arm to tap on his chest, above his heart. Colin grasped that hand and kissed his fingertips. He pressed further inside, and then withdrew slightly. As he sank in again, he said, “I love you so much, Hernán.” His own eyes began to burn. Hernán blurred before him. “Does it feel good?”
Hernán nodded. He tried to speak but seemed unable. Colin thrust again, picking up the speed, lengthening his strokes. Hernán tried again and rasped, “It feels better than good. Amazing. I love you.”
The passion and lust between them built as Colin repositioned their bodies. Dropping Hernán’s legs to hold in his crooked elbows, he raised himself to fuck at a new angle. He could tell he was hitting Hernán’s prostate with the head of his cock from the glazed look in Hernán’s eye and the huffs he made at each thrust.
Colin freed one hand to wrap around Hernán’s wet and slippery cock, glazed with the precome that Colin’s fuck forced out of it. Shifting again, he plunged deeply inside, holding there as Hernán squeezed the walls of his rectum around Colin’s dick.
“Almost there,” Colin choked out as he began to piston in and out of Hernán, faster and faster.
Hernán gripped Colin’s biceps. “Come inside me,” he gritted out. “Pure sweet come. I need it.” He all but screamed then, as his own cock started to pulse between their bodies. Hot cream flooded their bellies, trapped between them by Colin’s grinding hips.
The wonderful smell of Hernán’s seed, the slick warmth between them, and the tight sheath pulsing around his spike of a cock sent Colin soaring over the cliff too. He poured himself into Hernán, gasping and cursing as what felt like a year’s worth of come emptied his balls.
Pleasure kept Colin’s cock hard and twitching when he collapsed. He claimed Hernán’s mouth again as he fell forward with a cry, sweeping his tongue over Hernán’s lips and stroking the roof of his mouth.
Hernán tightened his grip around Colin’s back and rolled his hips up even more, as if to keep Colin inside. He squeezed his eyes tightly shut and Colin raised his head, full of concern. Hernán began to tremble beneath him.
“¿Mi ángel?” Colin asked softly. He tried to pull out but Hernán clutched him more tightly. He clenched his ass again and again, milking Colin’s buried cock. Suddenly Hernán burst into tears.
“Oh no. Oh Hernán, I’m sorry. What did I do?” Colin begged.
Hernán shook his head back and forth desperately. “Nothing wrong,” he choked out. “It feels so good. Colin, I love you.”
Colin had no idea what to do except let Hernán cling to him. He kissed at the tears leaking from tightly closed eyelids, and nuzzled Hernán’s ear. Despite Hernán’s best efforts, his spent cock slipped out of Hernán’s ass. He rearranged their bodies so they lay pressed together.
Hernán sobbed into his shoulder while Colin stroked his hair. “I’m sorry for crying,” he gasped. “Nothing is wrong, I swear. Just…overwhelmed.”
“Me too, Nán. I didn’t know it could be like that.”
Hernán nodded his buried head. The sobs quieted and stopped, and he gradually relaxed and softened in Colin’s embrace.
When he opened his eyes finally, Colin kissed the tears from his eyelashes. “¿Angelito?” he asked again, tentatively.
Hernán quivered. “I’m fine. Promise.”
“Do you want to talk about it?”
“It was just so good. Everything we’ve done together is wonderful, but this was so… I don’t even know. More.”
Colin nodded. “For me too.” He hesitated, but he needed to know. “What you said, about pure sweet come.” Hernán tried to bury his head again but Colin stopped him with a finger on his chin. “Please. Tell me.”
A long moment stretched before Hernán murmured his answer. “I’ve felt so dirty ever since I got the diagnosis. This black thing is growing inside me. And I’ve been worried I’m not giving enough back to you. Pleasure, I mean.”
“Hernán—”
He put a finger to Colin’s lips to cut him off. “When you didn’t even hesitate about entering me, it was like this switch went off. You want me, even with this in my blood. Not just a pretty boy. Not a body. Me.”
“I do,” Colin said earnestly. “Just you. Always you.”
Hernán nodded. “While you were inside me, I felt so right. What you give me isn’t money or shelter or medicine or a job. You give me you. All that stuff just comes along with it. When I got that…” He hid again. “It’s going to sound so childish.”
“I need to hear it. Please, Hernán.”
“Everything you do is love. You light up my body when you touch me. It’s as if you’re erasing the bad things that happened to me. No, not erasing, Replacing. I wanted your come, Colin. I wanted your essence to drown out the poison Lonnie left behind. I could see it when you came—this light pouring into me.”
“That doesn’t sound childish. That’s beautiful.” He kissed Hernán’s lips. “You’re so beautiful.”
“I think you are too. My Colin.”
Colin nodded because his throat was tight. “Yours,” he got out.