Sometime later, Emory half sat up and, smiling, looked down on Cam. “Let’s take a shower, then I’ll get us some lunch.”
Cam ran a hand over Emory’s chest. Emory took it in his and brought it to his lips. Cam closed his eyes. It would be so easy to let go and let my heart take over, he thought. Shaking that off, he said, “Sounds like a plan.”
The two men got up. As with all forays into a new s****l relationship, it was hard for Cam and Emory to stick to the script. Forgetting the shower, they stood by the bed, kissing and fondling for some time.
Finally Emory turned his back to Cam and pulled the man’s arms around his waist so Cam was drawn against him. “We’ll never get that shower taken at this rate.”
“That’s fine with me,” Cam replied, caressing Emory’s neck and rubbing his hard c**k
