“Of course.”
“Don’t get in your own way.”
He smiled and nodded. He knew what she meant and had no intention of getting in his own way. Sebastian was the best thing that had ever happened to him.
It was lunchtime, and he was packing for two weeks. He wasn’t sure what to take. The weather would be like it was at home in spring: temperamental. He was struggling to get everything in one case and then worried it would be too heavy. Charlie thought of texting Sebastian to ask him what the weight limit was, but didn’t want to sound stupid. But Sebastian had told him to be honest with him about everything, so he sent a message. Within seconds, his phone was ringing.
“Just bring as much as you want. There’s no limit.”
“That doesn’t sound right. Why does everyone bitch about how much it costs to take extra luggage?”
“We’re flying first class. There’s no limit, within reason.”
“First class? We said no extravagant gifts.”
“Charlie, I always travel like this. I want to be comfortable. You said I could take care of travel, so just pack whatever you want and if you’re missing something, we can buy it.”
“But –”
“Sorry,youcan buy it. Don’t forget to bring that cash with you.”
He said goodbye and hung up. Could he really take another case? He didn’t want to look ridiculous, and anyway, he didn’t have another case. Jason did and wouldn’t mind if he borrowed it. He sent him a quick text and went to his room to get it. The door was closed, but Jason would be at work, so Charlie walked in and was greeted by the sight of Jason’s naked arse. The noise of him walking in woke Jason, who screamed when he saw Charlie.
This made Charlie jump back, and he stood on a plug, which was up there with a stubbed toe as one of the most painful things in the world. It caused him to trip when he grabbed his foot and crash to the floor.
“What the hell are you doing?” asked Jason.
Charlie started laughing. He had no idea why, but the whole thing was hilarious and he couldn’t stop.
“You’re insane,” said Jason, and then joined him in laughing, covering himself up. “Why are you in my room?” he asked as they calmed down.
“Why aren’t you at work?”
“I asked first.”
“I need to borrow your suitcase for New York.”
Jason squealed with delight and leapt from the bed to give Charlie a hug, landing on top of him and showering him with kisses.
“You’re naked, get off me.”
“Relax, we’re both big old bottoms. You’re safe.”
“Er, speak for yourself.”
“Fucking old men for money doesn’t count.”
“Wow. Harsh, but accurate. But please put some clothes on. I have a boyfriend now.”
Another huge squeal and more hugging and kissing. Charlie pried Jason off him and flipped him over before standing up.
“That was hot. You sure you don’t want to top?”
Charlie shook his head in disbelief.
“What? I’ve seen that horse cock you’ve got.”
“And we’re done.”