Chapter 49

“All I could think about in there was holding you close to me,” he said. “Kissing you and…”

Peter took Jacob’s face in his hands and kissed him, feverishly, passionately, pushing his tongue into his mouth. He backed Jacob up to the door and pressed his body against his, while simultaneously unbuttoning his shirt. Soon both men were undressing, their lips remaining pressed together until they had to part to remove their boots and socks.

Jacob took Peter by the hand and led him to the bed. Without a single word, Jacob lay down on his back, pulling Peter down on top of him. Their lips came together once more, hungrily kissing, sucking, tasting. Their warm breath mingling.

Jacob could feel Peter’s thick erection grinding against his thigh. He could feel the wetness dribbling from the tip, coating his lightly-haired flesh. He wanted it inside him; to feel the man he loved, that he’d never stopped loving, penetrate him.