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With my hand jacking my dick, I cry out, cum flying from my dick and pelting our chests as Griff stiffens above me. I feel his white-hot cum fill me, flooding my ass. Our names echo around the room as we cry through our climax.
Relinquishing my legs, he drops down onto me. A sense of peace floods me: this is it, this is the man I’m going to be with forever. His chest heaves as he draws air deep into his lungs. Wrapping my arms around him, I hold him tight as I try to bring my emotions under control.
“That was amazing, Griff, I never believed it could feel so good.” I kiss the top of his head as he lies quietly against me. His dick is still in my ass and I don’t care, it feels good there.
“Good enough to let me do it again?” Griff mutters against my chest and I bark out a laugh.
“What, now? You seriously could do that again?” I laugh and feel him chuckle too. The movement makes his dick slide out of my ass, setting us off again.
Griff rolls off me and lies back, still laughing. “Fuck no! I just meant sometime.” He rolls onto his side to face me. “Was that okay, I mean, really? Y’see, I’ve never done that before, in case you’d forgotten.”
“Jeez, Griff, I don’t think it could get any better than that. Shit, I saw fucking stars then. My body reacts to you in a way that I’ve never experienced before.” I mirror his position. “It’s like we were made for each other, every touch means so much more than I knew was possible. I knew this from the first moment we touched all those months ago.” I take a deep breath and hold it for a while so I can gather my thoughts. “This is why I needed to know I could trust you. Because, if you didn’t feel the same way as I do, then it’s me who gets hurt. It’s me with the broken heart, when you leave me. Can we have just one rule, and that’s, if it’s too much or you meet someone else—a woman—you tell me first. Don’t let me find out some other way.” I look at Griff and see the pain etched in his features.
“Corrie, there is no one or nowhere else I want to be than with you, for now and for always. You have trusted me, a supposedly straight guy, and let me love you; that takes some courage and there is no way I can hurt you, not now, not ever. I love you.”
My hand reaches out to his face and I stroke gently down his cheek and neck before gripping the back of it. “You know what you have to do to prove it?” I whisper against his lips.
“Stay with you and never let you go.” Griff replies and lets his mouth touch mine.
“Yeah, that, for sure. But, more importantly, you need to go and get a cloth ‘cos your cum is dripping out of my ass.” I grin as he pushes me away making me roll onto my back and into the wet patch.
“You fucker!” He laughs and grips my chin and kisses me hard then jumps out of bed and heads for the bathroom.
Soon, we’re back in bed and sleep prepares to take me when Griff strokes my back, “Am I really going racing again?”
“Only if it’s right for you. If, when we get there, it doesn’t feel right, then walk away. There’s no pressure, sweetheart, this is your game to play. These guys want you, you are a huge name, Griff. The only reason you’re not this year’s world champion is because you’re not there. Next year, if you decide it’s right, you will be there again. I have every faith in you.”
“Thank you, baby. Now, love me.” Griff whispers in my ear and nudges his hips into my ass cheeks.
I do exactly that: I roll him over and love him.
As we lie quietly, my hand rests on Griff’s hip and I doodle lazy circles with my fingers over his flushed skin. I’m conscious he’s building up to tell me something, I can feel the tension grow as he works through his thoughts and vacillations.
“I want to start another outreach group here, I think there are plenty of kids in this city who need something to focus on. I never want to lose the feeling of desperation I had when I first met Tanner, it keeps me real and centered. I don’t want to forget what it feels like to have no hope for the future, to feel there is no one out there to help me. I know that, as long as I have that, I’m never going to let my success and financial security run away with me.”
“I think that sounds like a great idea, I know how important your past is to you. I know Troy and Nico already have a good relationship with the local youth LGBT centers. They offer training programs there, as well as self-defense classes. I’m sure we can integrate your idea with them, too.” I turn onto my side to look at Griff and smile. “Do you have any idea who you would want to run it?”
“I do, I think the guy who’s second in command back home would love to have the opportunity to start a new center. His name is River and he started coming to the center as a young castaway, thrown out by his family when he came out to them. He was fifteen when I first met him, he was an angry, scared teenager but I could see so much more in him. He loved working on the bikes, but I knew he would never want to ride or race them; he immediately took on the role of protector. He would comfort and ease the new members into the group, so, when he asked to stay on, we offered him the chance to become a counselor and sent him on all the right courses to get him certified. I think he would love it here, and he is always ready for a new challenge.”
“Go for it, call him tomorrow. We can speak to Troy and get introduced to the local outreach programs. This is going to be awesome, Griff. I’m so proud of you.”