Page 78 of Grounding the Baker
If Austin turned out to be like every other guy, Liam wasn’t sure he’d ever get over it. Add that he lived in this small village where he saw everyone all the time, and they all knew his business, and Liam knew he needed to be careful. A couple of nights apart would be an opportunity for him to have some headspace to think, something which was impossible when Austin’s mouth and fingers were exploring him everywhere, and his cock was pressing against him, making its intentions clear.
In the last three weeks, Liam wouldn’t say it had become easier to take Austin’s cock, but once it was inside him, he wanted them to stay connected like that forever.
“Let me give you something to remember me by,” said Austin.
“I don’t think I’m going to forget you in two days.”
“Okay, well, givemesomething to rememberyouby. I’m older than you. My memory is not what it was.”
Liam snorted. “There’s nothing old about you. You have the stamina of a horny teenager.”
Austin kissed him, his hands roaming everywhere. Liam felt like every nerve in his body was being simulated at once. He was practically vibrating under Austin’s touch. He loved how the man pinned him to the mattress, but when one of Austin’s fingers breached his hole, he couldn’t stop himself from wincing.
“What’s wrong? Are you sore?”
“You’ll just have to go easy.”
“I’ve got a better idea,” said Austin with a grin on his face.
Before Liam could ask what he meant, Austin had flipped him over, and his tongue was pushing Liam to the edge in seconds.
“Someone looks well fucked,”said Kieran when Liam walked into his old living room.
Their flat was in North London and had four bedrooms, with a shared living space and kitchen. Thankfully, they had two bathrooms, or it would have been handbags at dawn with four gay guys getting ready for work in the morning.
“Where’s Milo?” asked Liam as he hugged Kieran and Hassan.
He hadn’t seen these two since his mum’s funeral, but they’d spoken on the phone.
“He’s probably running late after probing the enemy,” said Kieran.
Liam and Hassan cracked up laughing, along with Kieran. His feisty, tattooed friend had a hatred of politicians regardless of political affiliation. He was anti-establishment, so when it was discovered Milo was in a relationship with the deputy prime minister, he’d had a bit of an issue with it. Well... he’d had a big issue with it. Once he saw Milo and Edward together, he’d softened, but from what Liam had heard, Kieran still liked to give Edward a hard time by challenging him on every political thing that was going on. Kieran had a lot of pent-up anger, which was understandable after what he’d been through with his family. They didn’t speak anymore. Hassan had a similar situation, andit’s what had bonded the two guys at university. They’d met in medical school, but after a year, Kieran had dropped out and Hassan had gone all the way. He was now an A&E doctor, and Kieran worked as a tattooist in the city.
“What’s the plan?” asked Liam.
“We’re going out tonight,” said Hassan. “Dinner first, to line the stomach, then we’re hitting Madame Hoes for the show, and then Mickey’s. Then tomorrow, we’ll get a takeaway and stay in to say goodbye to the flat.”
“Perfect,” said Liam.
He meant it. He might only be twenty-eight, but the idea of doing two nights out in a row didn’t appeal to him, though there’d been a time recently when he could easily have done it. Perhaps it was the early wake-up calls for the bakery, or being thoroughly fucked all the time by Austin, but he was happy with just the one night out.
“What are you smiling at?” asked Hassan.
“His lumbersnack’s cock,” said Kieran.
“I’m . . . well . . . yeah, that’s what I was thinking about.”
They all laughed.
“Going well, then?” asked Hassan.
“Yeah. He’s . . . he’s . . . ugh, why can’t I speak?”
“Too busy thinking about his dick again,” said Kieran.
“There’s more to him than having a massive cock, you know.”
“Did you just saymassive?” asked Kieran with a grin.
