***
Chris stretched and opened his eyes to Shane’s amused eyes on him. “Hey.” He murmured.
“Hey yourself.” Shane grinned. “How’d you sleep?”
“Like a baby.” Chris yawned. “Fuck, I need a shower. I feel so sticky.”
“Why don’t you hit the showers here?” Shane said, leaning down to peck Chris lightly on the lip. “I’ll go get you something to eat.” Shane rolled out of bed and turned towards the door.
“Hey, Shane?” Chris called out as he got out of bed too.
“Yeah?”
“Thank you,” Chris said, moving towards Shane, who promptly opened his arms to him. “Thanks for everything,” Chris muttered with so much feeling against Shane’s neck.
They hugged each other fiercely till Shane broke their embrace. “I love you.” He whispered.
“Don’t ever stop,” Chris responded.
***
By the time Chris came out of the shower with a towel wrapped around his waist, the bed had been made with fresh sheets and on it was his deodorant spray, boxer briefs, grey sweatpants, a white t-shirt and a note on the pillow which said he should relax. Chris smiled at the note and dressed up. Then he turned on the forty-two-inch LED television on the wall. He sat back and wondered what Shane was up to as he flicked through the channels.
Shane came into the room after a while, followed by Isabel, Jon’s wife who took care of the house with her husband. Whilst Isabel pushed a trolley laden with assorted foods which smelt so good Chris’ stomach growled, Shane held a bottle of wine and two wine glasses. He’d obviously taken a shower too as he now wore cargo shorts and a t-shirt. And as usual, Shane looked hot. Chris tore his eyes off his man with difficulty and focused on the food.
“Wow.” Chris breathed. “That’s a lot of food. Hello Isabel. Thanks so much for the food. I’m famished.” He laughed too as Isabel began to laugh.
“That’s all Chef Mario.” She said, arranging the food on the table in the room. “He’s simply the best.”
Chris’ eyes went to Shane’s at Isabel’s comment. He saw the amused smirk on Shane’s face and flipped him off, making Shane burst into laughter.
“Thank you, Isabel.” Shane chuckled. “Please leave the trolley.” He added when Isabel started to pull the trolley away. “Come on let’s eat.” He said to Chris as he opened the bottle of wine.
They enjoyed their meal, happily reminiscing about the fun they’d had in the house all those years ago. During their earlier tour of the house, they had both remembered but hadn’t said much due to the tension between them. Now they reminisced and laughed whilst enjoying their meal. At a point, Chris had laughed so hard he’d begun to choke, scaring he bejesus out of Shane.
Shane was by his side in an instant, pushing a glass of water against his lips. “Drink.” He watched as Chris drank the water. “You okay?” Shane asked with concern.
“I’m fine,” Chris said, clearing his throat. “Damn, we had some really good times in this house.”
“We sure did,” Shane said as he went back to his seat.
“And I enjoyed it more because you were here, Shane,” Chris added quietly, watching as Shane smiled that smile that never ceased to make his heart pound faster. “I’m sorry for what I did to ruin it.”
“We’ve already been over that, Chris,” Shane said softly. “I know how sorry you are. For what it’s worth, I’m sorry too.”
“For what?” Chris asked looking curious.
“Well…for blowing your mind too early I guess.” He drawled.
There was a moment of silence. Then both men erupted into laughter. “You are nuts,” Chris said in between laughter. “But seriously, that is hands down my highest mind-blowing experience ever.” Chris groaned with a slow shake of his head. He had a faraway look in his eyes, an indication that he was recalling what went down between them all that time ago.
“Really?” Shane asked, sounding incredulous. “After all the sinful things we’ve done to each other’s bodies, that still remain your highest?”
“Just the thought of it never ceases to make me hard.” Chris groaned, pushing his chair back and getting to his feet. And the obscene tent at his groin left little to the imagination. “See what I mean?” Chris husked as he threw a leg across Shane’s thigh and straddled him. Then he coiled his arms around Shane’s neck and leaned in to take his mouth in a kiss so hot they both trembled.
Shane eventually broke off the kiss. “What are you doing?” He whispered, looking into Chris’ lust-laden eyes with his own dazed ones.
For a second, Chris looked surprised at the question, then he smiled and kissed Shane again, rocking his arse on the unmistakable hardness he felt beneath his arse. “What does it look like I’m doing?” Chris whispered against Shane’s wet and swollen lips. “Trying to get the love of my life to blow my mind again.” He murmured, grinding his hard-on against Shane, his sweats already wet with his precum.
“Think I can still blow your mind?” Shane asked, leaning back with an amused look in his aroused eyes. “Didn’t look that way to me yesterday.”
“What do you mean?” Chris asked with a slight frown, still grinding against Shane.
“Stop that.” Shane held Chris’ hips to stop his cum-inducing movement. “You gave me one of the greatest fucks of my life, and didn’t even orgasm.” All the amusement had vanished from Shane’s eyes at that point. “What the fuck was that?”
Silence hung between them. Chris’ eyes were widened in bewilderment. His face was still flushed with arousal, his sexily swollen lips parted in stunned guilt. Shane thought Chris had never looked sexier. A myriad of emotions flashed across Chris’ face. The full meaning of what he’d done…or hadn’t allowed himself to do finally hitting him.
“Shane, I was angry and…I had so much on my chest and…I wanted to…I needed to hear what was on your mind…why you had shut me out…I wanted to…Fuck, I’m sorry…. I was tied up in knots inside…God, Shane I just couldn’t come. I wanted to, God knows how much I wanted to but…”
“You look so cute and sexy when you’re wrong,” Shane muttered and kissed Chris. “And flustered.” Another kiss. “And I’m going to enjoy watching you squirm because I’m not going to get you off anytime soon.” A longer kiss.
“Ow come on Shane.” Chris groaned against Shane’s mouth. “I said I was sorry.” He whimpered.
“Well, saying sorry is not going to get you out of this one,” Shane said, getting to his feet with his arms tightly around Chris’ waist to ensure he didn’t fall down. “That was the greatest insult you could have given me, Chris.” He gave him a quick kiss and leaned his forehead against Chris’. “And I’m not going to let you off the hook easily.”