As promised, I’m back with an adult excerpt of Golden!
Four years ago, after winning Olympic medals gold, Justin retired from swimming, and he’s been floundering ever since. For years swimming was everything, but his Coach waved him off once he’d retired. The Fourth of July finds him contemplating doing something stupid, so Justin calls up Coach. To his surprise, Chris answers.
When Justin retired, Chris cut all ties with the swimmer he’d fallen in love with, wanting to make sure that Justin didn’t stay with him as a lover just because it was the easy thing. He’s been waiting for a long time for Justin to come back to him, so when Justin calls, he immediately offers to let Justin back into his life, and into his arms.
When he finds out that Justin is lost, drowning in a pool of self-doubt and the belief that his happy years are behind him, Chris realizes maybe he made a mistake letting go so suddenly. He brings Justin to his home, and gives in to the urges they’ve ignored for a long time. Now Chris can love Justin, give him rules and structure that Justin needs. As long as he can convince Justin that it’s really love. Can Justin and Chris put the last four years behind them and find themselves a golden moment?
Chris woke with his arms full of Justin.
Man, he could get used to this — he was going to get used to this, because Justin was going to move in with him. It was where the man belonged, after all. Justin needed unlike anyone he’d ever seen, trusted him, loved him. It was sexy. It was hot. It was arousing. It made him feel like everything was as it should be.
Justin murmured softly, nuzzling him.
“Yeah, babe.” He slid his hand along Justin’s spine.
“Coach. Love.” Justin kissed his jaw, then dozed back off.
He beamed, though. Justin had called him love. His boy knew, in his heart, what was what. Thank god for the strength that let Justin call him, let him in.
He began touching, his fingers already addicted to the feeling of Justin’s skin. His boy moaned, rocking gently against him. Humming happily, he slid one hand around so he could play with Justin’s sensitive little nipples. Justin rumbled, curled in to protect them. He insisted, though. Really, they should always be swollen, bruised. It needed to be a rule.
Justin was going to be topless a lot. If they were always swollen and dark, it wouldn’t seem odd. He slid down Justin’s body, dropping a kiss on one shoulder before zeroing in on those sweet little nubs. Justin’s hands moved to hide them, his boy still asleep. He took Justin’s wrists and pulled his hands up over his boy’s head.
Those beautiful bright blue eyes popped open. “Coach?”
He smiled into Justin’s eyes as he transferred both wrists to his left hand. “Morning.”
“M…morning.” Sweet, confused boy.
He ignored the sweet nipple in front of him in favor of taking Justin’s mouth in a good morning kiss. Justin groaned, kissing him lazily, still mostly asleep. He kissed Justin until he was breathless, and then he moved down to take Justin’s right nipple into his mouth, sucking hard and working the blood to the surface.
That was right. Feel it.
He scraped with his teeth and then flapped his tongue back and forth across the tip, never letting up the suction.
“Chris. Chris, you can’t…” Justin was starting to rock now, hips rolling against him. Like his boy wouldn’t be terribly disappointed if he stopped.
He sucked even harder.
“Aches…” Justin pulled at his hand, muscles rippling.
He didn’t let go of Justin’s hands, but he did switch nipples. He bit and sucked, then bit again, tugging hard. He got to clamp these today, maybe he’d spend a few sessions with them, make them so sensitive. Pulling a leg around Justin, he pulled his boy into him, giving that writhing body someone to rub against.
Justin made the sweetest noises, deep and raw, cock leaving wet trails on his belly. He hummed around Justin’s nipple, vibrating the now super-sensitive skin.
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