Love Is Always Write Volume 4

him stuff he'd never even told Carly or the folks in the support group.
    So he told him, and Danny listened, holding him, his eyes blazing in fury as Aaron told him about Aidy and how he used to be so desperate to get a fix of the brown, shaking and sweating and without even a dollar in his pocket to pay for it, and how Aidy would make him beg, laughing at him in front of the others, and how he'd finally offered to let him pay for it by blowing him, pushing Aaron's head down on him as he unbuttoned his pants in front of the group of them, and how he'd been so desperate to stop the trembling and the pain in his bones that he'd gone ahead and done it, gagging as Aidy forced his head down, and then not being able to swallow and having Aidy coming over his face while they all stood there and watched.
    "If I catch the bastard..." muttered Danny, clenching his fists. "Aaron, you hear me? You're not that person any more. You don't ever have to do anything that makes you feel bad. You're strong and smart, and you're not on your own any more. You got me now, and anyone treats you like that ever again, you just come to me and I'll sort them out."
    "I'm a screw-up," muttered Aaron, pulling away from him. "All I wanted to do was make you feel good, and I can't even do that."
    "Hey, baby," said Danny, taking his face in his hands, and it didn't even feel funny that another guy was calling him baby. "Making someone feel good isn't about what you just described. That's not sex, that's a fucking assault."
    "All I want to do is be with you, Aaron, you gotta see that. You just lie there and I'll show you how much I want you. And if you don't like it, you can just tell me to stop, and we can forget this ever happened and carry on with our weekends and just be buddies again."
    Danny's face was close to his, and the feeling of his hands stroking his hair and his neck felt so good that he didn't want to ask him to stop, but it felt safe knowing that he could, and that Danny wouldn't turn his back on him, that he wouldn't lose him, whatever happened.
    Holding his gaze, Danny took Aaron's hand in his and turned it over, raising the palm to his face and kissing it. And then he took Aaron's fingers in his mouth, sucking them, and Aaron felt a wave of something wash over him and take his breath away, and suddenly his dick was hard again, straining through the front of his jeans, and Danny was rolling on top of him, skin against skin, with his thigh between Aaron's legs and their cocks gently rubbing together through their jeans as he rotated his hips.
    Aaron wanted him more fiercely than he had ever wanted anyone before, and when Danny undid his jeans and drew them down and gently took his cock in his hand alongside his own, and wetted his hand with spit and slid it up and down, rubbing them together, it was such an awesome feeling, like he'd gone to heaven, and he thought he was going to shoot his load straightaway. It had been so long since anyone touched him there, and Danny's touch was so loving, and he knew exactly where to rub him and stroke him, it was like magic.
    Danny bent his head and kissed him, more slowly this time, licking around the inside of his mouth, running his tongue over Aaron's teeth.
    "We've got all the time in the world, man," he said. "You just lie back and tell me if this doesn't feel good."
    Aaron could feel him moving down his chest, licking a trail that tickled, but felt so hot. And then he gasped as he felt Danny take the head of his cock gently into his mouth, and then lick up and down the shaft in lazy, long strokes as he clamped his hands around Aaron's muscular butt, reaching under him to cup and caress his balls.
    When Danny took him deeper and deeper into his mouth, using the warm wet walls of his mouth to massage him and suck him at the same time, it was like a miracle how he knew exactly how fast or slow to stroke him, and exactly where to apply the pressure to make him feel good. He tried to hold back, but it had been so long, and it felt so amazing, that he just couldn't make himself wait, and he felt himself spasming as he tried to warn Danny he was going to come so he didn't have to swallow if he didn't want.
    "Fuck, Danny, I'm gonna..."
    But it was too late, and Danny had no intention of letting go, and Aaron cried out as he spilled torrents and torrents down Danny's throat, and Danny swallowed, and swallowed again, before looking up at him with the sweetest smile Aaron had ever seen.
    "Man, that