Love is Always Write Anthology Bonus Volume

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    "Thanks."
    Daniel pulled Jacob into a hug. "You're welcome. Now you'll have to give me something nice, since I'm allowing you to finally mention my name to your father and co-workers."
    "You're batty."
    "You love me anyway."
    "I do." Jacob turned in his arms and tipped his mouth for a kiss. He held one photo in each hand as he leaned in. Their mouths met.
    Daniel kissed his Jacob wet and hot, trying to show his approval for this risky and long-awaited step. The practical side of him had suggested waiting. But the other half of him, maybe the other nine-tenths of him, was screaming and cheering like his team just won the World Series. He put one hand behind Jacob's head, to steady his mouth for plundering. With his other hand, he sneaked the formal portrait out of Jacob's slackened grip and dropped it in the wastebasket.
    Oops. That crack suggested broken glass. Jacob pulled back and winced. "I liked that picture."
    "I'll get a new one taken."
    "It won't be the same."
    "I promise, working with a photographer who doesn't remind me of my high-school principal will be worth me being a year older and uglier in the picture."
    "You never get uglier. You're one of those guys who's going to look sexy when you're eighty."
    "What about now?" Daniel nibbled his way down Jacob's neck, loving the way Jacob tilted his head to give his marauding mouth better access. "Am I sexy now?"
    Jacob laughed into his hair, and shoved a very hard cock against Daniel's hip.
    "Come on," Daniel said. "Bedtime. I'll find you a better place to put that thing you're poking me with." He took the other picture out of Jacob's hand, and stretched over to set it safely on the bookcase. He wrapped an arm around Jacob's shoulder. "It'll be there on Monday morning if you still want it. Come to bed now."
    In the bedroom, Daniel reached for Jacob's shirt, slowly opening the buttons. Jacob sighed with pleasure and reached out to return the favor. Jacob slipped his fingers under the waistband of Daniel's slacks and teased him with brief touches. Daniel kissed Jacob's shoulders and pushed his shirt down gradually. It had been a long time since they had stopped to savor this before-getting-completely-naked part. He ran rough fingers over Jacob's nipples to make him gasp.
    Jacob was still slim. Where many of the men his age were getting a spare tire, Jacob still had a flat belly and prominent hipbones. Daniel ran his hands up Jacob's sides and under his shirt, stroking the long lines of his back, enjoying the smooth heat under his palms and the soft brush of cotton shirt over his wrists. He gripped Jacob's belt loops and pulled their hips together, grinding roughly against Jacob. Jacob moaned and pushed back eagerly.
    Daniel unbuttoned Jacob's slacks and shoved them down. He dropped to his knees to mouth over those hipbones and down toward Jacob's groin. Sure Jacob's skin was a little less tight than the boy Daniel had touched that first time in an Australian hotel room. There were a few extra dark freckles scattered on his belly. Daniel kissed each one leisurely. And a few of those curls were touched with grey. But the man was still damned edible. Daniel pushed the slacks lower and bent in to nuzzle against Jacob's balls. Jacob moaned and put his hand in Daniel's hair. But when Daniel would have moved in on his target, Jacob bent and lifted him up.
    "Not like that."
    "You're turning down a blow job? Stop the presses."
    Jacob said softly, "I want you to fuck me."
    "Really?" Daniel grinned and cupped his face to kiss him thoroughly. When Jacob was properly breathless, Daniel broke off and added, "I could probably do that. If you make it worth my while."
    "More worth your while than letting you fuck me?"
    "Okay, I admit, not a hardship." He let his voice go soft. "You're sure that's how you want it?"
    "Yeah. It's been a while. Too long."
    Daniel pretended to flip through a calendar. "There. February 1953– a rare sighting of Jacob's upturned ass."
    "Ass yourself. It hasn't been that long."
    "Maybe not." Daniel reached out and finished taking Jacob's shirt and pants off him. Jacob kicked off his briefs too. The man was still so good to look at. Daniel was losing his train of thought. There was something he wanted to say... oh, yeah. "Long enough that you'll feel it tomorrow."
    "Good," Jacob said almost fiercely. "I want to feel it into next week."
    Daniel grunted, feeling his cock jerk at the words. "Could be arranged."
    "First you have to get naked