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I huffed a laugh, “No but if she is on your case about it, then you better eat more so you don’t make her mad. She may be old but I bet she is scary when she’s angry.” He laughed and took his sandwich and actually finished it.

There hasn’t been a moment of awkwardness. Even when we sat down on the small sofa nearly touching our thighs, it just made me relax even more. I always craved touch and closeness. I hoped I wasn’t making him uncomfortable. We watched TV. We settled on reruns of ‘Everybody Loves Raymond”. The rest of the day passed in casual conversation, while we got to know each other. I felt like I made the best decision accepting his offer to move in. I never once thought about the divorce and my shitshow of a life the whole day.

Later I went and had a shower and changed into my usual loungewear. Just sweats. I walked out of the bathroom and practically took Sam out as he was walking down the hall, probably to his room. He was now plastered to my chest.

We stood there for a second too long, then he backed away suddenly all flustered.

I got hit by flashbacks of the first time we met. It was like a Deja vu. And like the first time he got all flushed and started apologizing.

“Oh my God! I am sorry Alex.” He exclaimed nervously.

“It's my fault this time I walked out without looking. You have to stop apologizing, it’s ok.” My voice lowered.

“Um…yeah. It's a habit. I. Erm… Good Night!” he squeaked, and abruptly ran to his room, closing the door behind him. I hoped I hadn't scared him.

CHAPTER 25

SAM

Oh my God! Oh my God! I got hard! Holy shit I got hard, just from having my face in Alex's chest for a couple of seconds. I haven't gotten hard in years with what Kyle put me through and suddenly… Boom! Just a whiff of a clean man’s skin and feeling the warmth of his skin on mine… I had to run.

I wore my loose boxers and baggy pastry patterned pajamas. If I had waited a second longer, he would have seen the huge tent I was pitching. Eight inches is above average for a man, let alone for a twink with my build. He would have seen it.

OH MY GOD! WHAT IF HE HAS SEEN IT?!

I was so hard, I had to squeeze the base of my cock just to relieve the pressure that was building. Leaning my back to my bedroom door I heard him walk into his own bedroom. I needed this erection to go away. I didn’t touch myself… fuck. I think since Kyle started using my body like his personal sex doll, I didn't want to. Sex of any kind, even by my own hand was tainted. Ruined.

Squeezing the base was not relieving the need, in the slightest. I had to make myself come or I would be in a lot of pain later. I walked over to my bed and laid on my back, trying to be quiet knowing Alex was just on the other side of the wall. The image of him in my head in his bed, the phantom memory of his warmth, and his scent was making me even hornier.

I took my pj’s off not wanting to get the cum on them and pulled my boxers down to my thighs. I grabbed my hard cock and started stroking myself, slowly. It sent delicious jolts of pleasure up my spine. I forgot how good it felt. I stroked slowly from base to tip, my breathing picked up. I imagined dragging my hands over Alex’s broad muscular chest. He had some chest hair, which I loved on a man. I closed my eyes to let the fantasy play out. In my mind, I leant forward and licked his nipples, first one then the other. A quiet moan snuck out of my throat. I imagined he would sound sexy, with his deep voice groaning when feeling pleasure.

My hand was moving faster and I was already so close. Probably because I hadn't had any release in so long. The image switched, to Alex on his knees swallowing my cock to the back of his throat. The fantasy escalated, I had no time to waste. My head fell back, my mouth opened and my balls tightened so fast. Alex looked up at me while bobbing his head sucking me off and I came, hard. I felt light headed. My stomach muscles spasmed as I was spilling all over my hand.

I was moaning louder than I should, when the door to my room opened mid-orgasm and Alex poked his head in, “Hey Sam I just wanted to make sure you were… OH SHIT! SHIT! SHIT! SORRY. I AM SO SORRY SAM!” his eyes went as wide as saucers, in the next second he was covering his eyes with his hand, and me? I was trying to catch my breath as I was coming down from a mind-blowing orgasm.

I couldn’t even react, I didn't have the energy to be embarrassed. Some of my brain came out with the cum, that is now covering my stomach, chest and hand. He was standing so still, his body turned away from me in my doorway. One hand over his eyes, one hand balled into a fist at his side, finally starting to breathe what seemed like for the first time, since he walked into my room.

“Oh my god Sam, I am such an idiot I should have just walked away when you didn't answer me calling you. This is all my fault. I just wanted to check on you. You ran away so fast when we bumped into each other. I thought I scared you with my giant obnoxious self. I didn't look where I was going.” He stammered, scrambling to explain.

He was rambling now. It was kind of cute. He really was a teddy bear. I messed up not preparing myself with tissues, I didn't have anything to wipe myself with, so the pj’s I tried to save would have to do for the cleanup. I took my pajama top and quickly wiped the cum off myself as best as I could, while Alex was nervously spitting out apologies, and I pulled up my boxers. I couldn't tell him I ran because I got hard, because he smelled nice. I reacted like a horny teen, so I half lied.

“Alex, I'm decent now you can turn around. And you didn't scare me. I was reading one of my more explicit books and it affected me so I was already on my way to my room to… you know…” I bet I was as red as a beetroot, but this was better than telling the truth.

He must have been so uncomfortable. He shifted on his feet. “Umm. Ok. Yeah. I um… You are good. I see now everything is fine. I'll just...” he pointed with his thumb behind him, then looked directly at me, froze for a second and swallowed loudly.

For a split second his eyes scanned over my entire body. He turned around so fast, closing my door behind him then hearing his bedroom door closing right after. Did he just check me out? Nahhh… No way. Oh crap! I forgot I was naked apart from the boxers. I was such a dumbass. He was probably just surprised I was not fully dressed.

Maybe I had made him feel awkward… I hoped not. This was one of the best days of my life. I felt so at ease in his company. He never made me feel threatened, not even when our thighs were touching on the couch as he sat towering beside me. I enjoyed watching him eat. I even enjoyed my grilled cheese after he got me to eat it. I managed to eat because my anxiety wasn't in the driving seat all day.

Did I fuck it all up? Maybe Kyle was right, maybe I was always fucking things up. I got up and took wet wipes from my bag and cleaned myself. I would have to shower tomorrow because I wasn’t risking bumping into Alex again, at least until the morning.

CHAPTER 26

ALEX

Holy fuck, Sam is packing a weapon… His cock is huge for a guy his size!

I barged in like a moron thinking something was wrong, thinking I had scared him. When I went to check on him, I called his name from outside of his room and he didn't answer. I knew he couldn't have fallen asleep that fast, so I panicked and opened the door. The sight of him almost naked on his bed— mid-orgasm— spilling over his hand and making those delicious sounds, will forever be engraved in my memory. He truly is beautiful.