Page 27 of Worth the Risk

“Tell me.” He closed his eyes and stroked his fingertips across the front of Landon’s hip, just above his shorts. The skin was smooth and tight before it rippled into his stomach muscles.

“The first time you made me sleep on the floor.”

“Made you?” Gregory asked him.

“Let me,” Landon amended.

“And?”

“And I woke up on the floor with a hard-on.”

Gregory’s dick twitched and pressed against Landon’s ass.

“And?” he prompted.

“I jerked off wondering what color your sheets were.”

Gregory pulled Landon closer, pushing his dick deeper between Landon’s spread ass. There was a wet spot on his underwear and he hoped Landon could feel it.

“Gray,” he rasped.

“Greg,” Landon said, using the diminutive form of his name that no one ever called him anymore. He shifted and rolled so their chests were touching, then he said, “Gregory.”

Landon tilted his face up and parted his lips. His eyes fluttered closed and Gregory couldn’t stop himself. He seized Landon’s lips with his and claimed them, once again, for his own. Landon moaned against him and pressed closer, their cocks sliding against each other through the confines of their underwear.

Landon rutted against him, all kinds of needy and aggressive sounds coming out of his throat. Gregory grunted and grabbed Landon’s tongue between his teeth to still him, then he let go and licked his way back into Landon’s mouth, slower and calmer. Landon whimpered.

“Please,” he panted into Gregory’s mouth. “Please, I need you.”

“I want you so much.” Gregory pulled their mouths apart and rested his forehead against Landon’s.

Landon’s arm snaked up and he struggled with the waistband of his shorts, trying to tug them down. Gregory gripped his fingers firmly and stopped him, but not before he felt the hot slick of Landon’s precum against the side of his hand.

“Come on,” Landon whined.

Gregory squeezed his hand. “You’re not in charge.”

“I know.” Landon’s voice took on a quiet and obedient lilt that Gregory hadn’t heard replicated by anyone since Landon. It was a soft sort of submission that had always made his dick hard, and right now was no exception.

“Then settle.”

Landon pumped his hips against Gregory’s, then stopped and let Gregory move his hand to the top of the covers.

“You’re not ready to go down this road again, and to be frank, Landon, I’m not sure I am either.” Gregory turned Landon, and pulled him against his chest, and folded him in his arms. His heart slammed against his ribs, and his wet briefs stuck to Landon’s back.

“Will you still stay though?” Landon asked him, lacing his fingers through Gregory’s. “God, having you here... I missed you. I didn’t even realize how much I missed you.”

Gregory kissed the back of Landon’s head and rested his own on the pillow.

“I’ll stay, and then tomorrow we’ll talk.”

10

Landon

Landon wokeup and rubbed the sleep from his eyes, bumping a softly snoring Gregory with his elbow. He didn’t wake, so Landon quietly snuck out from under the covers and tiptoed down the hall to the bathroom.

He took a quick shower and slipped into his terrycloth robe then went downstairs. Ed heard him coming down the hallway and head-butted his way out of Verity’s room to trot alongside Landon’s ankles. Landon sometimes wondered if Ed wasn’t part horse, with the dignified way the pearl-wearing canine always carried himself.