Caleb Brown is sitting in this bed, wiping off our mess. We did that. Together.

If anyone asked me in high school if I ever imagined this happening - hell, if anyone asked me two days ago if I thought this may happen - I’d think they were bat shit crazy.

Caleb is 100% straight, I’d say. I’d say the same thing about myself…even if I didn’t fully believe it.

But here we are, totally blissed out of our minds.

He tosses the rag on the floor across the room, and I do the same before plopping back on the bed. Staying naked, it is.

I prop my hand under my head and stare up at the ceiling as Caleb rolls on to his stomach, looking up at my face.

“Nathaniel…” he begins again.

I tilt my head to look at him. Dear god, his eyes are beautiful. And same thing goes for those messy strands of his, draped over his forehead. I have no clue where my hat on his head went but honestly, I don’t care. Seeing his hair getting rustled up like this looks immaculate. I love seeing him disheveled. I want to see him like this more often. My fingers twitch as I hold myself back from brushing his strands out of his eyes.

Actually…fuck it.

I reach down and softly guide back his hair on his temples like he likes to do all the time.

He closes his eyes and leans into my touch. “Stay in this room with me tomorrow,” he mutters softly.

“What?” I smile, still grooming my fingers through his soft hair. He lifts his hand out from under his chin and rests it on my chest.

“Let’s forget about the search for a little bit and just… hang out. You and me. Like old times.” His eyes drift open and connect with mine.

I bite my lower lip and study his face. “Will you order chicken fingers with me?” I smile.

A smile crosses his face as he shifts closer to me, leaning his chin on my chest this time and swinging his leg between mine.

A shudder goes through my body as soon as I realize we're both naked and his glorious dick is now resting on my hip.

“Fine. Chicken fingers, it is,” he huffs.

“In that case, abso-fucking-lutely,” I chuckle.

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I didn’t even realize I fell asleep, but I guess two back-to-back orgasms would do that to a person.

Can’t say I never had wild hookups before, but damn - that was on a whole other level.

If I’m being honest with myself…I’ve never come so hard before in my life. Honestly, I don’t think I’ve ever felt so connected with anyone else. And it’s not just because he’s a guy. I think…it has to be because it was with him. Something about how controlling he is. Telling me he wanted to take care of me? That I was deserving of someone who cared? It was all so…new to me. It was just so… unexpected. But definitely not in a bad way.