Love is Always Write Anthology Volume 6

muscles were too weak and sated to move so I just stayed where I was, wet spot be damned. I heard some rustling and then the sound of the condom being thrown in the wastebasket.
    Chase let out a whoosh of air. "Holy fuck, Marine." My eyes were still closed but I just smiled and let out a murmured hum of contentment.
    I felt one of his fingers trailing down my cheek so I opened my eyes to see him gazing at me, a smile on his face. "Are you okay?"
    I thought of a couple joking comebacks but didn't want to break the spell of the moment.
    "Yeah. I'm pretty damn good."
    His smile got larger and his finger continued on down to my shoulder and down my arm. "I've wanted to do that since you first walked into the bar that day we met up for lunch in San Diego."
    I shifted over on to my back, and looked at him in surprise. "Really?"
    And then he shocked me again when he honest-to-goodness blushed.
    "Yeah. I hadn't seen you in so long, and I just couldn't believe this hot, muscled guy in front of me was the same kid I grew up with. I went home and all I could think about was you and I felt like such a sick perv thinking these awful thoughts about the kid who was the little brother of my best friend— the kid I used to think of as my own little brother."
    I busted up laughing and he hit me playfully on the stomach. "It's not funny!"
    As my chuckling slowed down a thought occurred to me. "Is that why you never call me 'Little A' anymore?"
    He smiled. "Well, partly. But also because—" He paused and his hand moved farther south, gripping my soft cock in his hand, and stroking up and down it a few times. "—there's nothing really 'little,' about you anymore."
    I hummed as his touch made my cock twitch a few times. It was a little too soon for it to be ready to play again but it was clearly giving it the old college try. "We were friends for so long, and then when we met up again in San Diego, you didn't seem to treat me any differently, so I didn't think you had any interest in me that way. I didn't think you'd ever see me as more than that little kid you knew growing up. And then, to know you were dating someone else... it just hurt me more than I realized."
    He grimaced. "I hadn't really seen Rob— that guy you saw me with— in several weeks. I only called him up because I wanted to try and stop thinking about you."
    "We're quite a pair aren't we?"
    "Uhm hmm." Chase was not looking at me and seemed like his mind was somewhere else. I started getting a little worried.
    "Chase? Are you okay? Should I go back to my bed?" He looked up at me and it took him a second to register what I'd said. Then he growled and pulled me over to him. "You're not going anywhere. I'm not done with you."
    I ended up lying with my head and arms on his chest. We were both quiet for a while before I thought of something else I'd wanted to ask him for a long time.
    "When did you figure out you were gay? I mean, I remember you dating girls in high school. Are you bi?"
    He snorted. "Oh no, definitely not bi. I'm gay, always have been gay. But you know how it is in the beginning, when you first figure it out. You try to talk yourself out of it, try to fit in with everyone else, try to date girls to see if you can find one that turns you on as much as the half-naked guy in the Calvin Klein ads. I think I was in my junior year of high school before I finally accepted that I was gay and nothing was going to change me. But, unlike you, I wasn't as free to come out and be my true self. I was on the football team and more than that, I wanted to play football in college because I knew that was the only way I was going to be able to get a college degree. You know my parents didn't have a lot of money. So... I decided to just hide who I was, knowing that it was only temporary and that someday I would be able to tell everyone and be me."
    I smirked. "The guy in the Calvin Klein ads, hmmm?"
    He laughed, "Oh yeah. Hhhhmmm that guy was hot!"
    I started laughing and he zinged me back with the last question I ever expected.
    "Oh come on, it is not funny. Who was the first guy you got a boner for?"
    My laugh died instantly and I was now the one blushing, if the four-alarm fire I felt on my skin was any indication. I buried my face in my arms but unfortunately Chase saw my blush before I could hide. And he wouldn't let it go.
    "Awww... are you blushing? Whoo, man!" He was laughing heartily now. "It must be a good one. Aw, now don't hide, come on you have to tell me. It