Chapter 15
Despite their declaration of the need to talk, the two men lay in each other’s arms for several more minutes, both reluctant to begin a conversation that held promise of sadness for them. Nathaniel lay on his back, with Jonathan beside him, head on his chest. Nathaniel stroked Jonathan’s hair as the younger man softly rubbed his cheek in Nathaniel’s luxuriant chest. He swirled the hair between his navel and p***s with his right hand.
Finally they broke their verbal fast simultaneously.
“We really need…”
“I want you to understand…” they said together.
“Go ahead,” said Nathaniel.
“No, you,” replied Jonathan, raising himself to a half sitting position and looking into his lover’s eyes.
Nathaniel pulled him back down and sighed. “All right.”
“I want you to understand what I
