Page 99 of Caged
That got Danny moving. He didn't want to deal with them. Taking Marshall's hand, he stood and let him lead him into the house. Once inside, they sat on the couch together.
"So, the team and I got you something. I wanted to wait and give it to you today because I wanted it to be part of you finally being free and starting to live again. Not that you haven't started that already, but I felt like today was significant." Marshall reached for an envelope that was tucked inside a book that sat on the coffee table. "I hope you like it."
Danny smiled as he took the envelope. "Thanks, but you guys didn't have to do this."
"Believe me, we'll benefit from it." Marshall grinned.
Danny opened the envelope and took out a paper. He read through it, tears stinging his eyes as he realized what it was. "Hawaii?"
"I figured after all of this we could use some time away. I've always wanted to go to Hawaii, and now, I have someone to go with. We'll go in December and get out of the cold and snow here for a week. You want to go, don't you?"
"Yeah, I do. This is exactly what I need. Thank you." Danny kissed him. "I've never traveled anywhere or even been on a plane."
"I know. Again, I get to be with you for your firsts." Marshall laughed.
Danny set the envelope down on the table. "Well, since you had a gift for me, I have one for you. It is kinda the same thing. A way to show I'm leaving the past behind and moving forward. If you don't mind, maybe we could start with taking a shower… Together."
Marshall's eyes widened.
Despite asking, Danny had refused to shower with Marshall. He'd think about how Larry used to watch him shower and it freaked him out, but it wasn't the same. If Marshall was in the shower with him, if he was touching him, holding him, reminding him that it wasn't Larry there with him, he figured he might be able to get through it. He needed to get through it.
"Sure, if that's what you want." Marshall took his hand.
"It is." Danny stood.
"Then I'm all yours." Marshall got up and followed Danny to the bedroom.
Undressing in front of each other was no longer awkward for Danny. He was used to seeing Marshall naked, and many times they'd gone to bed naked, holding each other. But there was a nervous energy this time as he slowly started to strip off his clothes. He was thankful that Marshall didn't pay him a lot of attention. It was being watched that he hated.
Marshall stripped off his clothes, tossing them in the laundry bin, then walked in to start the water in the shower as if they did this all of the time. That made it easier. It was like this with most things. Marshall seemed to know to keep things casual and not make a big deal out of things.
Once he was naked, he met Marshall across the room. "Kiss me."
Marshall did just that, sliding his hand behind Danny's neck and drawing him close as he lowered his mouth to his. The kiss was soft at first, a tender kiss, almost testing, but as Marshall's hands slid around Danny's waist the kiss deepened. He teased Danny's lips with his own, then with his tongue, glided it over them before he slipped inside.
The closeness of their naked bodies had them both hard, and it was enough of a distraction that Danny hardly noticed as Marshall maneuvered them into the shower and under the hot stream of water.
"I love being close to you like this," Marshall whispered against his ear.
Danny sighed in pleasure as he worked his hands over Marshall's back, then down farther to his ass to cup the cheeks and pull him even closer.
Their cocks brushed and they both groaned as they pressed closer, taking full advantage of the friction of their bodies rubbing against each other.
He wouldn't panic. He wouldn't remember the past. This was about new memories with Marshall. He would replace the fear with lust and desire. Marshall would never hurt him. Danny pulled back as Marshall reached around him.
"I'm just getting the soap," Marshall assured him. "I want to wash you."
That was good because Danny didn't think he could wash his own body with Marshall watching him. Having him do it would be different and that was what he needed to get through this.
The slide of Marshall's hands changed as the soap covered his skin. He moved with the touch, enjoying the feel of Marshall's fingers on him. Danny laughed as Marshall hit a ticklish spot, then grew more serious as his hands moved between his legs, over his balls, and hardened cock. "That feels good."
"I agree." Marshall stroked him. "Maybe you'll let me taste it once we finish our shower?"
Danny licked the water from his lips. "Maybe." He had other ideas, but they would wait until they were in bed. "Let me wash you."
Marshall handed Danny the soap and he worked his hands over Marshall, making sure to get every free inch of skin he could. He hesitated only a moment before grasping Marshall's cock and cleaning it, taking longer than needed and giving it extra attention. He loved the way Marshall moved, causing his cock to slide through his fist. The way his head fell back and a soft moan escaped when Danny cupped his balls.
"If we keep this up, I'm not going to last," Marshall groaned.
