“That’s not what I’m after. Caring about a fellow means looking out for him, helping him, enjoying his company, being a pard—and more. We’ve got the more down pretty good, so I’d like to get on with the rest. No rope involved. Free to go at any time. Right now if you choose.”
When I stopped running my mouth, I was struck by fear he’d pull on his clothes, tell me he had no such feelings, and leave. I’d have to sit there and take it and worse, hold off chasing him further. I sat in agony until he scooted closer, put his head in my lap, and sucked my dick.