“You do it for me, Beautiful. Get me going every time.”
Trevor melted at Gary using his old pet name for him.
Gary’s kisses moved lower. First he caressed Trevor’s neck, then across to his shoulders.
Trevor whimpered.
Lifting his head, Gary said, “I’m gonna treat you like a king for the next few weeks. I’m gonna make sure you never forget how special you are.”
Gary’s mouth fastened itself on Trevor’s left nipple. It had always been more sensitive than his right. Gary hadn’t forgotten.
Trevor ran his fingers through his lover’s hair, maybe a little thinner than he remembered, though tinged with white, it was still as soft and glossy as ever. “Special. Love you.” Trevor knew he wasn’t making much sense, but he didn’t care.
Gary began to lick out Trevor’s navel.
Trevor’s hands stroked across Gary’s shoulders. “God, you’ve always had awesome shoulders. Wide…strong…powerful.”