Chapter Seventeen

FORRESTER GAZED up at Kyle, spellbound.

Kyle was in his own world, body bouncing on Forrester’s naked cock, his head thrown back, and hands roaming his chest and pulling on his nipples. He moaned and grunted, making those inarticulate sounds of rapture that left Forrester so helpless and weak with need that all he could do was hold on to Kyle’s hips and let Kyle take pleasure from his body.

His cock slapped Forrester’s stomach, over and over, and his snug, warm ass pumped Forrester closer to the edge.

“Oh!” Forrester gasped, hissing and holding on tight as Kyle’s ass stroked his shaft in a wild rhythm. The arches of his feet cramped and his legs twitched under the onslaught of Kyle’s hunger. His back bowed up off the bed as the spike of orgasm hit him hard.

Kyle’s eyes flew open.

Forrester cried out as he came, hot pulses deep into Kyle’s tight ass, but he didn’t look away. While he rode out his release, Kyle grabbed the back of his neck and kissed him hard. The ecstasy of coming was so intense, Forrester’s whole body shook.

Breathless, Kyle pulled back and pressed their foreheads together, their eyes locked. He kept riding Forrester’s cock, the wet sloppiness of his cum and the lube making a sucking sound. Forrester clung to Kyle, wanting him to finish, to join him in bliss. He thought about reaching down for Kyle’s cock, to help him along, but he was learning Kyle didn’t need the help.

“Ungh!” Kyle cried, wincing and hips twitching.

Forrester hissed in delicious torture as Kyle’s ass clenched on his spent cock. Then he felt the warm wet pulse, the spurt of passion slicking his stomach as Kyle came. The grip on the back of his neck tightened, and then Kyle stilled, collapsing on Forrester with a grunt.

“Damn, I love you so much,” Forrester whispered though he knew Kyle didn’t hear him. Sometimes it made it easier to tell Kyle how much he loved him after sex, knowing he couldn’t hear him.

“You’re everything, everything to me,” Forrester murmured into his nape, holding him tight. “I love you so much. You’re so beautiful. Please never leave me. Just love me forever, bello.”

His eyes burned and stung, and he clung to Kyle, shaking and so utterly and hopelessly in love with this man, he could hardly breathe. It had been less than two months, but it felt like they had been together a lifetime. Forrester had never loved a man as much as he loved Kyle.

When Kyle sat up, flushed, Forrester hastily wiped at his face.

Kyle blinked a few times, studying him.

As he did every time Kyle looked at him, Forrester felt as if Kyle could see into his soul.

“Were you talking just now?” Kyle asked, his words slurred. He always needed a while after sex before he spoke clearly again. “I feel like you’ve been doing that lately.”

Forrester’s cheeks reddened but he wouldn’t keep secrets from Kyle. He took Kyle’s cock in hand, playing in the wetness, enjoying the beauty of his body before meeting Kyle’s gaze again. “I’m sorry, but I can’t help it. Knowing you can’t hear me makes the words just pour out of me,” he admitted, not looking away despite how vulnerable he felt. “I love you so much, but I feel like if I tell you how much and you actually hear me, it’ll scare you off.”

Kyle said nothing, nodding. He slowly smiled. “Okay.”

“Don’t you wanna know what I said?” he asked, knowing he’d tell Kyle even though he didn’t want to.

He shook his head. “When you’re ready.”

Overcome by the love and trust he had with Kyle, Forrester sat up fast and embraced him. His cock slid out of Kyle’s warm ass, cum dribbling onto his lap. He kissed Kyle hard, pouring all the love and passion he’d whispered a moment ago into that kiss.

Panting, Kyle brushed Forrester’s hair off his brow. “Olive juice too.”

Forrester chuckled. Since the first night they’d said I love you, olive juice had become their inside joke.

Kyle climbed off him, and Forrester plopped back on the bed, cum-covered and spent. He watched Kyle walk to the door, his smooth ass shiny with lube and cum, the cheeks red from riding Forrester with such gusto. Damn, he was so glad they’d tossed the condoms. He loved being filled with Kyle’s cum or seeing his own cum on Kyle, and being together with no barrier.

If Forrester had thought sex was good in the beginning, he’d been sadly mistaken. That day Kyle confessed he’d been holding back, Forrester had no idea what he was in for. It meant the world to Forrester that Kyle trusted him with his silence. But he hadn’t expected the sex to become so intense afterward. Kyle was insatiable in bed, writhing and moaning as every little touch sent him over the edge faster than Forrester could keep up.

He’d even bought a dildo because Kyle could come twice to Forrester’s every once. Of course, he’d inserted it in his own ass the first night, and Kyle rode him—totally hot!

Kyle paused at the doorway and looked back at Forrester. “You gonna just lay there like that or join me in the shower? We’re supposed to meet Lucas in half an hour.”

Grinning, Forrester managed to crawl from the bed. If he got Kyle in the shower, they might be a little late.

THE FADED sign above the door read Galaxy Comics, with a cartoonish spaceship painted underneath. Galaxy bought, sold, and traded both vintage and new comic books. Though modern kids were more into gaming, the purists like Forrester kept the place in business. With online sales and the collectibles, the store didn’t hurt for business. And now that Gilead was becoming so popular, they were busier than ever.

“I haven’t been in here,” Kyle told him. “I’ve seen it, but I’ve never been into comics.”

The excitement of sharing the place with his boyfriend made Forrester giddy. He held open the door and gestured him inside. “That’s about to change.”

“Is it okay for Jasper to come in?”

“Yeah, Benny won’t care.”

“Greetings, Forrester,” the fat man behind the counter said. “I thought you might have been assimilated into the Borg. Where have you been hiding?”

Forrester was pleased that Kyle grinned at the strange greeting. “Nowhere particular. Just working.”

So fat his wrinkles barely showed, Benny looked almost the same as he had the day Forrester met him. Just fatter and grayer.

“Benny, this is Kyle.”

“Greetings, Kyle.” Benny rolled off his stool and came out from behind the counter.

Kyle shook his hand. “Hi, it’s nice to meet you.”

“Are you the boyfriend we’ve been hearing about?”

Kyle arched his brows suspiciously at Forrester. “I think so.”

Forrester nudged him. “You know you are.”

“Who’s this?” Benny asked, seeing Jasper. He reached over his counter and produced a little green dog bone. Unable to really bend, he held it out and Jasper propped his front paws on Benny’s knees when he spied the treat.

“Jasper,” Kyle said.

“Greetings and salutations, little Jasper.” Benny gave him the biscuit.

“Get down.” Kyle tugged lightly on the leash. Jasper obeyed, then began crunching and making a mess.

“That’s okay,” Benny assured him. “Dogs are my favorite people.”

Kyle grinned, then looked around. Forrester’s smile widened when he saw his lover’s appreciation.

“What comics are you into?” Benny asked Kyle.

“I’ve never really read comics before.”

Benny gaped and stared.

Before Forrester could defend him, Kyle raised his hands. “Hey, I played D and D in college. I see all the superhero movies. I’ve just never read comics. But I could easily be brought to the dark side.”

Benny nodded his approval. “Come with me, Jasper. And bring your human. I’ll show you guys what we got.”

Kyle threw a backward glance at Forrester as Benny led him to the section of the store with the bins of Marvels. It was awesome being able to share this place with a lover who’d appreciate it. Most people bitched that the place smelled musty, and they would be right. The place did have a funk after the numerous floodings that had struck downtown Gilead.

But that was part of its charm.

“Hey, Forrester.”

Startled, he turned from browsing the bins of plastic-sleeved comics to find Lucas standing behind him, wearing X-ray glasses. Freckles had popped out on his face from all the Florida sunshine, and the tip of his nose peeled a bit from a healing sunburn.

“What the hell do you have on, Lucas?”

Lucas gave him a defensive look. “You said to keep a low profile when you brought your boyfriend in. Benny had these in the back.”

“Jeez, that’s not what I meant, ya meathead.”

“How was I supposed to know?” His brown hair had been highlighted copper from the sun, and the big grin he sported betrayed the innocent act. “You’ve never brought a guy in here before.”

True, he never had. Not only because most of the idiots he’d dated would’ve thought the old place was gross, but Forrester had too many private memories with Lucas he hadn’t wanted anyone else to be a part of. Lucas still worked at Galaxy every other Tuesday, and since Kyle had taken to using vacation days during the week when Forrester was off, his BFF and boyfriend could finally meet.

“How was Disney with the mothers?” Forrester asked.

“It’s a Small World in the Tiki Tiki Tiki Room, you know, the usual,” he said as he eyed Kyle up and down lecherously, still wearing the X-ray specs. “You lucky bastard.”

Forrester grinned, admiring his boyfriend.

“He’s kinda preppy,” Lucas observed. “You look like a dork next to him.”

He glared at Lucas. “Thanks a lot.”

“I’m surprised he hasn’t started redressing you.”

“Maybe he likes me just how I am.” Forrester began riffling through a stack of Superman comics. Maybe he should get some grown-up clothes, instead of looking like a teenage geek too lazy to wear real shoes.

Lucas regarded him, and then a huge grin spread across his face. “Well, fist-fuck me on a Tuesday! You’re in love with him.”

Forrester threw a brotherly arm over his shoulder and pulled him into a half nelson before kissing the top of his head. “Shut up, freak. Now take off those ridiculous glasses and come meet him.” Lucas had been home from Florida for a few weeks, but working crazier hours than Forrester due to his extended time off. They hadn’t seen each other in a month.

He kissed Lucas on the cheek and grinned. “I missed you.”

“I missed you too, Frankie.”

Forrester shook his head at his teasing.

Benny had disappeared into the back room, leaving Jasper to sniff the smelly carpet and Kyle to thumb through the pages of a comic book appreciatively. He looked up and caught Forrester’s eye as they approached.

Forrester flipped a thumb at Dork Boy. “Kyle, this is Lucas.”

“Hi, Lucas.” Kyle smiled, extending his hand. “Nice to finally meet you. Forrester’s told me so much about you.”

Lucas knelt to pet Jasper, saying seriously, “If he told you about those letters from NASA, he lied. I didn’t do any of the stuff they accused me of.”

Forrester rolled his eyes, but Kyle laughed. “Nope, nothing about NASA.”

Seeming pleased, Lucas stood, and Jasper kept jumping on his legs.

“Settle it, would ya?” Forrester gently nudged Jasper down.

“Your uncle thought I should check out Alan Moore’s Watchmen.” He looked at Forrester. “You think I’ll like it?”

“Duh, it won a Hugo Award,” Lucas said before Forrester could reply, as if that explained everything.

Kyle looked at Lucas. “I hope it’s better than the movie.”

“Isn’t everything?” Lucas said.

“Speaking of movies, Forrester and I went to see the original The Day the Earth Stood Still. Have you ever seen it?” Kyle asked.

Lucas’s jaw dropped, and he glared at Forrester. “You took Kyle without me?”

“Well…,” Forrester hedged.

Lucas threw up his hands. “Unbelievable. You probably told him about the strings holding up Patricia Neal and Gort’s zipper showing too.”

“So I take it you’ve seen the movie,” Kyle said.

“Only a hundred times. And Forrester was supposed to go with me for a hundred and one.”

“Why? You’d just talk through the whole movie,” Forrester countered as his phone sounded in his pocket.

“Guess the only people you take to movies are the ones that suck your dick,” Lucas said petulantly.

Forrester looked at his phone, not recognizing the number.

“Whose dick are you sucking now?” Benny wanted to know, startling them as he came out of the back room. Jasper hurried over to him, hoping for another biscuit.

Kyle laughed, and three guys and one girl at another bin started giggling, eyes wide at Benny’s words.

“Jeez, Benny,” Forrester said as he swiped his phone to answer. “Hello, this is Forrester. What’s up?”

“May I speak with Forrester Giordano?” a woman said.

“That’s me.” He rolled his eyes at Kyle, mouthing, “Telemarketer.”

“This is Shiloh General Hospital. We’re calling about your mother.”