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Determined to move past the tiny bit of embarrassment that still lingered, Jeff turned his focus back to Gary’s cock. Cupping Gary’s balls with his left hand, Jeff wrapped his right hand around Gary’s shaft and started teasing the head with his tongue. Gary moaned and whimpered and made some other sound, and after a few more seconds ofveryfun teasing, Jeff took Gary into his mouth again. He continued to bob his head, taking more and more of Gary’s cock into his mouth with each motion.

Very softly, Jeff squeezed Gary’s balls, coaxing another whine from Gary’s lips. His own cock throbbed as he moved his head faster, every single one of Gary’s sounds making his body burn for his own release.

But then, Gary’s hand came to settle atop Jeff’s neck, and that familiar bolt of panic streaked through Jeff’s body. He froze, the shock nearly making him pull off Gary’s cock completely.

Gary’s hand moved to his cheek. “God, Jeffrey,” he murmured. “You’re wonderful.”

Once again, that nickname, that silly little nickname, helped calm Jeff’s racing heart, the sweetness of Gary’s words like a magical incantation. Jeff took a breath through his nose.

Safe. He was safe.

Carefully, Jeff lowered his head, taking Gary’s cock to the back of his throat, wanting nothing more than to show Gary how thankful he was for their not-yet-relationship, to return the kindness and patience and loyalty that Gary continued to show him each and every day.

And every last bit of frigid panic vanished, replaced instead by Gary’s warmth.

Thank fucking God.

Feeling more confident, Jeff increased the speed of his movements.

With a soft whine, Gary said, “Can I come in your mouth?”

And the instant Jeff nodded, Gary came. Warm cum spurted into Jeff’s mouth. Slowing his strokes, Jeff swallowed every Goddamn drop.

He sat up and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.

“You okay?” Gary asked, eyes dazed.

“I need to come,” Jeff blurted out, scooting up and falling onto his back. “Mind if I finish myself?”

“Of course not.”

Wrapping a hand around his length, Jeff closed his eyes, mentally replaying those beautiful little sounds Gary had been making. He couldn’t believe how comfortable Gary was with him, how he had let himself curse and moan and whine. Jeff smiled to himself.

After a moment, he looked over at Gary and said, “You’re so fucking cute, Gare Bear.”

Gary’s cheeks turned the loveliest shade of pink.

“Geez, Jeff, you’re too much.”

“I know.” Tightening his grip, Jeff moved his hand faster. “Baby, I’m close.” There that nickname was again.Baby.He couldn’t seem to help it. “Thinking about those sounds you make...” Jeff’s hips lifted off the mattress, his toes starting to curl. “Cutest fucking sounds I’ve ever heard.”

Before Gary could even respond, Jeff was coming over his fist.

Gary let out a breath and said, “Ho-ly shit, you’re so hot.”

Jeff’s chest warmed, the surge of happiness making him feel like he might burst. Closing his eyes, Jeff let himself become lost to bliss, treasuring the moment.

“Thanks, Gare,” he said. “For everything.”

After they cleaned up, they snuggled next to each other in bed, and for the next half hour, Jeff lay awake, feeling warm and safe in Gary’s arms. It was incredible to him—unbelievable, really—that he felt so comfortable with Gary now. Even though he’d had that stupid knee-jerk reaction of panic earlier, he had worked through it, and thank God for that.

Snuggling close to the sweetest man he’d ever met, Jeff promised himself to keep trying, to continue pushing forward, to always work on being better. Because Jeff wanted everything with Gary.

Every Goddamn thing.

Chapter Thirteen

Gary

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